Chapter 8: can two hearts beat for one?
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Chapter 8
That can't be.
Jealousy is an understatement for how I feel right now.
Why does she even like him?
Isn't she just new?
As much as the logical part of me screams that I like him too for reasons I can't pin point, I don't want her to like him too.
I don't want to share my liking with someone else.
This is taking the possessive side of me, but I feel powerless still because of one person and the relationship we share
Because of Grace and the fact that she is my bestfriend.
I might not be hers, but I know for sure that we are her closest circle of friends.
But all the liking and everything seems to be getting in between.
I can't seem to think for myself or make a decision without it actually involving Rolland.
I turn my head to look back at the new girl pointing at him again and my heart hurts.
Feels like I'm being poked there with a needle or something.
I hate this pain.
I f*****g hate it.
I feel like I don't have the right to feel hurt like this, but then, I can't help it.
They are my feelings and my feelings are simply out if control.
"But." The so called angel cuts in between the cheers and everywhere goes silent immediately.
Is she using some form of hypnosis, or what is all of this?
Why does it look like everyone is obeying her and waiting for her to say something, this is so frustrating.
"It's against the rules because I know that he is dating Grace here and I have come to know about how sweet of a friend Grace can be, so I wouldn't even try to get in-between them." She said and I can tell that she has half the school on her side already.
She knows how to use her words right and what words she needs to say to get certain reactions from people.
This woman seems to prepared to be a saint.
It's like she is acting perfectly whatever role she is giving.
Because what she said would definitely make people see her as understanding and Grace who seems to be the center of attention is loving it.
Which is weird.
I might be a little jealous that this new girl figured my bestfriend out already and so quickly at that, but I think my suspicions are valid.
Grace is a bit too complicated to be easily understood by a stranger.
How did this Florence girl know to butter her up with such praises.
"She's an angelwutb beauties and manners too. She's def a ten." He said and people started whistling in agreement.
Of course she was a ten.
"So I would like to choose someone else instead." She said and everyone went silent again.
I wonder who she'd pick this time, and as much as I don't want to care, I can't help but feel very nervous about the whole thing.
The situation with me being the second runner up for the weird game they played earlier today without asking for it is still hanging over my head, but here I am again, getting nervous over nothing.
This should be the least of my concerns, but…
"Everyone wants the school prince and the angel is no exception. Austine, you've been chosen by the new girl…" he rambled on and again, I find myself lost in my head.
I don't know why it has so much effect in me, after all he is just the school jork and nothing more than a rich guy who knows how to get what he wants using sly methods
But I can't blame myself, he is the only one that has stood by my side since morning.
And even though admitting this makes me admit that I'm weak as well, but this sense of protection that he is providing us just what I need.
Else I don't know what I would do.
Feeling like no body wants you is one thing, having your parents actually throw you off like you don't exists is another.
But here I am experiencing both from both my family and my friends.
That I am even begining to detest myself.
And even though I am sure as hell that he has ulterior motives, I can't help but cling unto him for the support that he provides.
At least till he doesn't provide it anymore.
And here this girl is, trying to take both things which I really crave and need at the same time.
What in the world is she up to?
I can't help but question with a frown on my face.
And why am I in-between all of it.
The noise continues in the backgroan and I'm really putting in the effort to sort my thoughts out.
I can't afford to have a mental break down right now.
And just when I think I have just one thing going on in my head, I feel myself tumbling down another out of confusion as Austine yanks my hand up so I can stand on my feet.
And I'm about to lose my footing because I wasn't prepared for that movement.
I'm about to ask what in the world is going on when he hugs me to himself and kisses my forehead.
He is definitely taking this a bit too seriously.
I just hope it doesn't get out of control and make my life any messier than it already is.
At first, I try to wiggle out of his hold, but then his whisper calms me.
"Don't you wanna leave?" I pause my resistance at his question.
"We'll leave after this, you forehead is smooth though." He says and I can't help but wonder how he manages to find a joke despite how I feel right now.
And how do I feel?
Nervous as hell.
Because this is me getting another form of attention that I didn't beg for.
Everyone's eyes is on me again.
They are expecting, waiting to make themselves feel better.
"You can't like me. It's simply impossible." Austine says.
Why does he sound so real?
All this is a lie, so why does he make it look so real? I guess he forgot to drop his acting skills back in class, because this is real life.
"Uhn? Why?" Someone said from within the crowd and the MC asked the same question.
"Exactly, you're single and available, so why are you saying that?" The MC said I felt offended.
"Exactly," someone said from withing the crowd and the rest of them seem to agree with him.
Don't they see me?
Even though I'm not the most popular on campus or even though I just rose from fame a couple of hours ago with something I suspect was a glitch in the system, do they have to disregard me like this?
Everyone knows that Austine is the only child of his parents which is more reason why he is allowed to do the things he wants and the way he wants to, so there is no way they think I'm his sister.
Despite his possessive hold on me,they still..
"That was until four hours thirty three minutes ago." He said and kissed my forehead again, and they pretend to just get it.
It's not like I want to be in a relationship with the school jork, but they could at least acknowledge me as a person.
Oh f**k.
He just declared us as official.
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