"Just a second"
I stood up getting a glass of water from the pitcher. This helps me to concentrate.
"Don't forget the dare whoever loses" Shawn distracts.
"Shut up!" I snap as I sit back, rubbing the fingers in my head.
"Oh woaah" Shawn close his fucking mouth sarcastically.
I rolled my eyes, annoyed.
I make a move but I was doubting. Malcolm look at me smirking.
What?
"Gotcha!" he eat my pawn, smiling as if he won already.
I let out a sigh.
Think Riley. Concentrate.
Watch the enemy. As well as thinking about my own moves, it's vitally important to keep an eye on what your opponent is up to as well.
We've been playing for an hour already.
My eyebrows raised as I realize my pawn that had eaten has its purpose.
Here we go.
I place the white queen to h5 which attacks the black king.
Few more rounds.
He sighed in confusion. I think he already notice he's about to lose.
He make a move but I still got him.
"I never knew you're so good at this Riley" Shawn smirk and Malcolm snorts.
"Nobody wins against Malcolm but you do" Rem
stated teasingly.
"Let's do the dare!" Shawn exclaims knowing I already won the game.
"What kind of dare?" Malcolm asked irritated, scrunching his nose.
Looks like he couldn't accept that he lose.
Poor boy.
"Nerdy must do the dare since you lose" Shawn laughs sarcastically teasing him.
"Shut your fucking mouth or you'll be living hell" Malcolm began aggressive
"Woahh easy peasy" Rem opposes.
I let out a sigh and began to think what to dare.
Oh.
"I dare!" I disrupt the conversation before anything happens.
Malcolm looked at me still pissed.
"Dare what?"
"Uh-mm I dare you to stop bullying me" I said quickly.
"You wish dork" he rolled his eyes
"What? why? it's my dare!"
"No"
"Do it"
"No! think something else that is possible" Malcolm snorts
"It's so easy why you can't do it?"
"I can still smell your pee all over your body nerd" Shawn lauging in disgust.
"Shut up!" I slap his shoulder.
"Ouch" Shawn grown in pain fakely.
Tss.
"Okay let's end this! I'll go home. You don't even want to do my dare" I growl standing up.
"Okay let's change the dare!" Shawn disrupts.
"Kiss that nerd"
"What? No way" I complaint.
Malcolm look at me nervously and quickly look away.
Yeah I know. He won't kiss me.
Who would kiss somebody such a nerd? Maybe he thinks it's gross.
"I gotta go" I walk toward the door and about to leave when he hold my arm and murmured 'sorry'.
I quickly walk away and ran toward my way home. I need to get away from here.
My tears started to fall.
Why am I acting this way?
I don't like him. He's such a jerk. He's such a bully. Maybe I was just hurt realizing nobody ever wants to kiss me. A girl like me.
===
"You need to see this" Zia beams handing me over her sketch pad. By the way, Zia loves to draw. It's her favorite hobby, and frankly she's really an amazing artist, indeed.
I look at her work and gasp.
"Wow! you drew Shawn?" It's amazing but why him? He doesn't deserve to be drawn by Zia. She's too kind for him and he's such a dickhead.
Obviously obsessed with her crush though.
"Yap! You like it?" She blink her eyes while pouting.
This girl is so cute.
"Yeah this is beautiful Zia but I don't like Shawn's face here"
"Uh-mm why?" she's about to cry.
"Because he's an asshole" I snorted.
"Don't be mad at him Riley, accept it that he's my crush"
"You'll get over him someday" I rolled my eyes.
"Come on let's get to class or we'll be screwed up by Mr. Dickinson."
She pouts like a little puppy " Right"
I laugh and kiss her cheeks. This girl is so cute.
We walked toward the classroom and sat in our desired seats.
I can see Malcolm across my seat looking down at his phone. He seems so quite.
Mr. Dickinson waves off the class as he enters the room when he noticed we're so loud. They're either.
When the class started to quite down he started the lesson.
"Oh shit I forgot, there's a party tonight" Zia whispered into my ear.
"Where?"
"At Shawn's house" she wiggled her eyebrows. She seem too excited.
Oh shit I hate parties.
"How did you know? " I whispered back.
"What are you up to Miss Snyder and you Miss Thompson?" Mr. Dickinson pointed us with his old wooden ruler.
We instantly turn around and sit properly.
"Nothing sir" Zia smiled fakely.
"Now focus to class if you don't want to fail this subject" he said angrily still glaring at us.
Tss. He doesn't really want to be disturbed.
Malcolm glance at me and quickly look away.
Is he mad at me? I'm the one who supposed to be mad.
He didn't even apologize. He doesn't approved my dare. What kind of dare is that if he doesn't even wanna do it.
Sucks. I regret playing that game.
===
"So you wanna go" Zia asked fixing her hair.
"Where?"
Zia rolled her eyes "I told you there's a party tonight"
"Nah"
"Come on Riley, don't you wanna have fun?"
"You already know it's not my thing Zia." I scowl
"Oh please,, maybe it's time for me to talk to Shawn privately" she giggles
"In your dreams Zia" I scoff
"Please" Here we go again with her puppy eyes. You can't get me on that.
"No, and I have nothing to wear" I complained.
"There's a bunch of dress in my closet"
"Fine!"
She embraced me happily while I shook my head.
Maybe I need to go with her since it's Shawn's house. She'll probably get drunk and drag him in the dark. I can't let that happen. I need to watch her.
"So you coming tonight bunnies?"
Bunnies?
I tilt my head and see the badboys in campus.
Zia screams childishly "Yes thanks for inviting handsome"
Shawn smirked and I literally snort in disgust. Malcolm is still on his phone and Rem closed his locker and they all walk toward the cafeteria.
===
"Let's have a toast" Zia cheers while I'm gripping the glass in my hand. We just arrived at the party and Shawn's house is very huge. It's a mansion with a lot of gold decorations and abstract furniture. I feel like I'm in the museum gazing those paintings in the wall. Those are very fascinating.
Well, Zia wears her strapless silver dress and her tits are showing while I just wear tshirt and jeans. Not something you might expect. We were arguing for an hour deciding what to wear and here I am with my tshirt, my mom gave me on my birthday. I also don't like to wear dresses. I'm not comfortable.
Shit. I need to watch Zia. There's a bunch of guys behind looking at her.
Oh crap.
"Hey you're here" I tilt my head as someone taps my back. I gasp when I realize it's him. Uhhm what's his name again?
"Uhmm hi, pardon what's your name again? " I nervously smiled. He was my saviour the day I was soaked with pee.
"Blake Wesley, you can call me Blake" he smiled grabbing the wine, the waitress handed him.
She winked at him and I cringed in disgust.
"Oh sorry, uhmm Riley" offering a handshake.
He giggles "Yeah, I know" shaking my hand.
His hand is so cold.
"Are you drinking?" he asked politely.
Oh this man is so charming.
"Nah, I'd wish I'm not in here"
He laughs "Obviously, so how are you by the way"
"Good, thanks"
I tilt my head and see Zia out of nowhere.
Oh crap.
"Uhm excuse me, sorry"
"Yeah it's fine" he smiled and sip his wine.
I need to find Zia. Tss. I forgot to watch her since Blake interrupted, but it's fine though Blake is kind and cute.
I asked everyone if they saw Zia but they shook their heads.
Where is she?
I search her into the bathroom but no sign of her.
I go upstairs and found a room but she's not in here. I turn around as I bump with someone, hitting my face right through his chest. My eyes widens and I gasp seeing Malcolm.
His eyes looked shock.
"What are you doing here?" he asked suspiciously.
"Uh-mm I couldn't find Zia, I probably think she's here" I stuttered.
"She's in the pool, they're having a pool party"
"Why aren't you in there?" I asked curiously
"I'm tired, I need to take a nap"
"Hmm"
We went silent for a moment until he speaks.
"Sorry by the way" he suddenly apologized and I raised my eyebrow instantly.
"You know how to apologize huh" I said sarcastically.
He suddenly hit my chest and my eyes widened.
What the hell?
"It seriously hurts. Damn it Malcolm" I growl, groaning in pain.
He laughed hard looking at my face.
"What's funny?"
"Yo-u look he pauses, like a shark when you're angry"
Oh.
"Are you kidding me? It hurts! What if I caught cancer for hitting me like that?"
He stopped laughing for a second and he laughs over again.
Moron.
"Stop hitting my chest dickhead!" I threatened him.
"You're cursing" made his eyes widened.
Yeah I know.
"I don't care!" I growl
I quickly walk away and go downstairs to find Zia. He said she's in the pool, I need to get her and go home. I can hear Malcolm said stop but I ignored him. He's such a jerk. What's wrong with him? Why he likes to hit my chest?
It's not funny.