𝐼𝓃𝒻𝒶𝓉𝓊𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹

Chapter 19- The 'Ghost Tale-Tellers'

Chase's P.O.V.

As I sat atop the bench during the break from classes, my friends surrounding me, Ellis comfortably slung her arm around my shoulder, massaging it.

"Thanks, baby." I smirked. "That feels good."

She smiled flirtatiously, fluttering her eyelashes. "No problem, you can return the favor... my house tonight? "

I clenched my jaw. "Let's see." I muttered, slightly annoyed at her lust.

"Baby, why not my house this time?" Leon asked, an amused expression on his face as he stared at Ellis. "Y'know, for a change?"

"I think I'll come along too." Nick smirked. 

Ellis rolled her eyes in disgust, as they started their own banter and scuffle. Logan was probably somewhere smooching off Julie's face at the locker room, as the two were missing from the courtyard. Justin just laughed at the threesome who were having a scuffle- which was an unfair scuffle actually, considering it was two against one, Nick and Leon against Ellis. Cassie and Jennifer simply giggled their heads off at the three, occasionally going silent when Ellis shot glares at them.

As I watched my friends silently, my eyes found a lone Cris walking silently out of the school, probably after lunch. She suddenly stopped in front of two guys, and began talking with some redhead guy and her roommate, beaming at the two of them. She clearly didn't look at me, but my eyes were glued to her as my mind drifted off to the little slip I'd had at the drama class. 
Whether I meant it or not, wasn't exactly clear to me. 

No. I probably didn't. I know we've known each other for two months now, but could two kisses really have me be infatuated with her? Love was honestly out of the question. 
No. I probably didn't mean it. I was only speaking the dialogues I'd memorized.

I blinked once or twice as Ellis whispered, "Who're you looking at?" She smiled.

I huffed. "No one. Your hands feel awesome, by the way."

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I went to my classes after the break. It was Math, which I'm terribly awesome at. I wrote sums and their answers silently, as I leaned back in my chair.

The snow had finally arrived, and with it, had come joy for most, and sinus attacks for others. 

For me, there was joy but uncomfort. Boston's winter was honestly never a favorite time of mine, despite all my HS years spent here. The joy was because the Reckless were hosting yet another party, a Christmas one this time. It would be some weeks more, than we'd have the party. Most students were already excited, considering this particular party was a free-for-all, since we invited whoever the fuck was interested in coming. I was already planning the event, deciding to have a makeshift bar, a bonfire and preferably those lousy Christmas hats. 

I'd leave the rest to my friends.

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Back home, once I'd finished my hideously tiring schoolwork of a very opulent and reputed HS, I decided to practice my parts for the play.
As I practiced, images of my dialogue with me as Silvan and Cris as Aurelia floated around my mind. Honestly, I couldn't understand what caused my little slip... actually, better not go down that path. I'd rather practice harder to avoid even one mistake.
Drama was also a good hobby of mine. Like art. Though it required popularity most of the time, with practice and talent. That's how I'd ended up with the major roles for all three years of high school, luckily. 

Sounds unfair? Well, boo-fuckin'-hoo.

Studying, pursuing my hobbies and handling basketball, my passion, along  with handling popularity- it's not easy, trust me. Though our basketball practice sessions and matches had decreased in number due to the onset of the winter season, school was still not easy. Especially high school- an year of celebrating an end to the love, joy, fun, hurt, pain and misery we'd endured during our scholarly years. Everybody was particularly busy. 12th grade, it was. 
And our second main exams were to be nearing. I found it weird that I felt slightly nostalgic already, though relieved as well.
The first main exams had ended recently, and my Dad sure was shit proud when I emailed him my results.
Eh, I'm not a future CEO for nothing.