Don't Fall In Love!

Chapter 32: Play Basketball If You Want To Fight - According To Most Men

Mr. Manhoufen wasn't present this time, he was attending a wedding - as a student told us so.

It was our class' bonding time. It was a perfect opportunity for us to get to know each other, especially to those people whom we really aren't close with, but don't assume that I find this easy, I'm so awful at socializing. I hate socializing, especially when you ran out of things to discuss and when you don't really have any interest in the person's topic so you just have to nod and pull out a fake smile.

The whole thing wasn't decided, it just happened. The class president started to communicate to each and everyone of us and we all just caught in the flow of it. It's like a domino effect.

I sighed as I forced myself to listen to this person's stupid superstitions about aliens. I mean, I really am interested with extraterrestrial species, but the way she delivers the message? I guess I would be pretty much get sleepy by listening to her faster than drinking sleeping pills. Everytime I had a chance, my eyes would sneak out to Garren. He easily made friends with the rest of our male classmates. They were laughing, it's like they know each other for a long time. Well, it's not that I should be surprised because they're boys, it's like something that they have ever since they were born.

As my focus went back to this chic talking about the outer space. I wonder how much longer I have to sacrifice. This is like an abuse. Listening to boring people and socializing - two fucked up things that I hate. I wished and prayed silently that something would distract her and buy me sometime to escape. Then in my luck, it did happen.

"This is impossible!" Someone started shouting from behind us.

"Sorry man, but I win-" Garren stood up and shrugged.

"Nobody wins against me! I know you fucking cheated, I know you did!" The man pushed Garren agressively.

I stood up after witnessing what that man just did to Garren. I wanted to walk right infornt of them and fight that man to death, but my legs stiffed.

"I didn't cheat," Garren sighed. He was more relaxed than I expected. "I'm just stronger than you. Simple."

"You shut the fuck up, man. I'm level 47 and you're level 34. How could you win against me without cheating?"

"Levels don't matter, strength and strategy does. Come on mate, this is just a game."

The man raised his fist, its size would be perfect to plant a bruise in Garren's face. He was bigger than Garren. "You son of a-" He snarled, just when he wanted to move his fist towards Garren's face, Vars' firm hand stopped him.

"Don't tell me you're going to punch him just because you lost against him on Clash of Clans." Vars teased with a grin in the corner of his mouth. "Sounds pretty mature." He sarcastically said. Everyone in the class chuckled.

"Gordon," A guy called. He went near to him and whispered something in his ear. The man smiled and nodded.

"Fine, didn't I tell you that I would give you $5 if you win against me, right? and you'll give me $3 if you lose, right?"

"Yes that's right."

"I'm going to double that bet if," Gordon went closer to Garren. The difference between their sizes were obvious, Garren had to look up in order to look at him in the eye. "You win against us in a basketball game."

Garren smiled and sighed. "Are you serious?"

"Yes I am."

"I already won against you, just give me $5 and we're done!"

"Oh, maybe you're scared that everyone in the class will see how I would whoop your ass when you pitifully lose against us in the court." Gordon laughed. "Oh, poor you."