Lost love

Larry Hudges's bet

Rebecca's POV

"Good Morning everyone. Before we start our lessons, please introduce yourselves infront. First up, Katty McLaren.", our prof instructed. A girl stood up and walked infront of the class. "Hello. My name is Katty McLaren. It's nice meeting you all.", the girl said. "Ok. Thank you, Ms.McLaren. Now, Kenneth."

"Uh..hello. My name is Kenneth Smith. I am now 22 years old."

Hey! That was the boy who bumped into me! So, Kenneth is his name? "Thank you Mr. Smith. And now, Rebecca."

I stood up, walked my way infront & started introducing myself. "Uhm..uh..h-hi. My name is Rebecca Rutherford. It's nice meeting all of you.", I said shyly.

As I walk towards my seat, I can sense that Kenneth is glancing on me. I looked at him & he immediately turned his head away. I just took my seat and didn't mind him.

Kenneth's POV

After I introduced myself, our prof called out another name. "Thank you Mr. Smith. And now, Rebecca."

A familiar girl walked infront of the room. "Uhm..uh..h-hi. My name is Rebecca Rutherford. It's nice meeting you all.", the girl said.

She looks very familiar. I know I've seen her before, but I just can't remember who.

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It was our algebra subject when something hit me. It was a piece of crumpled paper. I opened it and to my surprise, it was from Harry, my bestfriend. The note says...

Dude! Gotta tell you something! Meet me at our hang-out place later at 4:00. See'ya!

I replied him.

Sure dude. But it better not be crazy! Remenber last time when you want to get close to Jessica? You made us ballerinas!

*FLASHBACK*

"Dude! Jessica joined the ballet dancers!", Harry shouted. "So? What if she's there?"

"I have to get close to her and tell her that I like her!"

"Just tell her later when she's done practicing."

"No dude. You don't understand it! My plan is to get on stage! That way, I can tell her that I like her in a romantic way!"

"Then why are you saying this to me?"

"'Cuz I need you to help me on the grand finale."

"What? No dude."

Harry kept on convincing me. Finally, I gave up.

The day when all the dancers

performed...

"Dude, are you sure this is a good idea? This is really embarrassing. Just come up with a new romantic way on confessing to her dude!", I pleaded. We are now wearing ballerina outfits. Why? Because the guard won't let us in the backstage unless we're ballerinas. And you can guess what happened. Harry convinced me again to wear ballerina outfits to get in. This is totally embarrassing. "Come on dude! Hurry up! We gotta find Jessica!", Harry said.

We were looking for Jessica when we accidentally bumped into a girl. "What? Why are you two here?", she asked in a raised eyebrow. "Oh no dude! She noticed that were boys!", Harry shout-whispered. "You supposed to be on stage now! Hurry up and go!", she added. Harry and I sighed in relief.

We reached the stage. All of the girls were already positioned on their places. We were wandering around to look for Jessica when someone whisper-shouted at us, "Psst! Hey! Get back to your places!", one of the girls said. The lights are off so the audience can't see us.

We didn't pay attention to the girl. After 3 minutes of searching, the lights suddenly turned on. Before we knew it, we were dancing with the other girls even if we don't know the steps.

*End Of Flashback*

It's almost 4:30 but Harry isn't here yet. After waiting for a couple more minutes, he finally arrived. "Dude! Why are you late? I've been waiting for an hour now!", I shouted.

"Sorry dude! I just walked Jessica home. You know that her house is an hour away."

"Fine. Whatever. So, what do you wanna talk about?"

"I'm here to warn you."

"About what?"

"About Larry. Larry Hudges."

"Why?"

"I heard him talking with someone awhile ago. He said his going to bet you."

"What kind of bet?"

"I dunno. I didn't hear. But I heard they're coming in...", Harry looked at his watch. "Now."

Harry was right. Larry just came out from no where and said, "Hey, Kenn! 'Sup?"

"What do you want, Lamby?"

"Correction, my name is Larry. Keep that in mind, would you? Anyway, thanks for doing the intro, Har! I am betting you Mr. Kenneth Smith."

"What bet?"

"Since you stole my Katty, I bet that you make Rebecca Rutherford fall in love with you!"

"WHAT?! I don't even know who she is!"

"I don't care! But you gotta remember, you have to make her fall for you within a month! If you fail, your girlfriend is mine! If you win, you can keep your girlfriend!"

"That's stupid!"

"Do it, Smith! Or else she's mine!"

Oh no! What am I gonna do? I can't loose Katty again! "Uh..FINE! I'll do it!"

"Haha! Good! You can start now!", and with that, their off.