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Ch 4

KIERA

I called Maeve and Ava for a sleepover.

Ava: What do you mean why? Of course he wants to confess. He is asking you to go out with him on Christmas eve and then not confess?

Ava said while chewing on chips.

Maeve: He is acting so kindly and then not confess?

Ava: Being kind without any intentions is crime.

Maeve: Even Jesus Christ, wouldn't forgive him if he doesn't confess on Christmas Eve.

That was a lot of opinions and I didn't know what to do with them. 

Kiera: There is no way he'd confess. If he does do I have to respond right away or do I ask for sometime?

I said while blushing. The girls did a wohoo and we all were dead laughing.

Christmas Eve

I never did makeup but it was special. Now that Caleb was going to confess I needed to be on my best. I put blush and soft eyeshadows. I straightened my hair and it looked damn silky. Lipsticks were never my thing so I just put lip balm. I had the cutest outfit planned. It was a black flared pants with a beige crop top layered with a white overcoat. I know that sounds stupid but it was chilling outside and I preferred comfort over fashion. I put on my black ankle boots and rushed to the cinema hall. Caleb was already there when I reached. He looked like a model from afar and near. He was reading something off the menu card. Two girls passed ogling him. I understood their emotion. Caleb looked around and noticed I was standing there.

Caleb: Hey I booked a ticket for a comedy movie.

I nodded and we walked to the hall. I was trying to watch the movie but getting distracted by my thoughts. I looked at him twice or thrice and he was smiling throughout staring at the screen. We went for a walk after the movie ended.

Caleb: You weren't able to concentrate while watching the movie.

Kiera: Me?

Caleb: You didn't get to watch the movie at all because you were busy watching my face.

Kiera: That's not true.

Caleb: It's okay. That's a expected reaction. What can you do about your eyes naturally gravitating towards my face, even when you don't want to look. I really wanted to live quietly. Why did my mom make me so handsome? It's tiring.

I held down a sigh. So filled with self love. But I liked it how he thought of himself. It made me laugh.

Kiera: Should I just shoot?

I said looking at him. His face tensed.

Kiera: I meant the game at the kids zone area over there. 

I pointed to make him relax. Did he really think I was talking about shooting him? Caleb was horrible in shooting, he aimed for all and hit none. It was like someone handed the gun to a three year old. I took the gun and hit all the points. I was gloating to the extreme. I wanted a stuffed bear but Caleb lost a lot of bullets so it was out of reach. We got two small gifts, it was a miniature version of Donald duck and Daisy duck. I gave him the Donald duck.