The Popularity Project

{9}Food Fight

Kim (Right)
👆👇 Chantelle's minions
Mariana (Left)

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Kyle looks straight at me as a worried look appears on my face.

"Sieara!" He calls out as I run back towards the cafeteria.

I wipe a tear that was trickling down my cheek as I begin walking towards the other cafeteria exit. Why am I crying? Why? I knew that he'd go for Chantelle! I knew it. See, always trust your instincts.

I guess I just thought that something happened between us yesterday; when he held me in his arms.

I hear various heels slapping against the marble floor behind me.

"Sieara stop!" Lucy and Ariana call out as I stop to turn to them.

"He... He didn't know what he was doing!" Ariana smiles reassuringly.

"Yeah! There must be an explanation!" Lucy adds coming over to pull me into a hug.

I nuzzle into her neck like a child who just scraped their knee.

"Sieara... Please stop running!" Kyle called breathlessly, finally reaching me.

"Why? So I can watch you snog Chantelles face off?" I shouted, pointing at him dissaprovingly.

People started rising from their previous lunch table and a crowd was beginning to form around us. There were a few mumbling about how they assumed that Kyle and Chantelle were back together.

"Congratulations Kyle" A short blonde smiled flirtatiously, whom I rolled my eyes at.

"Thanks!" Kyle smirked, flashing a dazzling smile which causes the girl to blush.

"Ex-cuuuse me! I'm still here you know!" I exclaimed, tapping my foot impatiently.

"I know I'm not blind and I know you think that I wanted to kiss Chantelle but...!" He started with an arrogant smile but I cut him off.

"No buts Kyle! Your lips can't somehow float from your mouth and onto hers can it?!" I yelled as I turn around.

"Sieara wait! Why are you so upset anyways?" Kyle asked, grabbing my arm.

A grin slowly spreads its way into Kyle's face

Why was I so upset?

"You don't like me, do you?" He asked, the grin expanding at every word.

"Let's go girls!" I demanded, glaring at his hand clasped tightly around my wrist.

"Why?" He replied with an amused expression, his hand tightening on my wrist.

"I swear if you don't let go I will..." I started but I get cut rudley off by him.

"Or you will what!?" He smirked deviously, saying the words slowly making it sound more dramatic.

I scanned the room for something and spotted something appealing to the eye. Well my eye anyways.

"I hope you weren't gonna eat this" I smiled at a random boy as I pickd up a sloppy handful of mashed potato from his tray.

I leaned in closer to Kyle so that we are inches apart. I can hear the crowd going "Ooooh and Awww!"

Kyle leans in, his lips almost touching mine but I dodge around his mouth and towards his ear before I whispered "Game on!"

He looks at me wearing a confused expression before I splatter the mashed potato on top of his chocolate coloured hair.

"You did not just do that!" Kyle exclaimed, a hint of anger in his tone.