The folkloric summer

Chapter-3

"And who's gonna know you,
If not me......"

Betty's pov-
We rushed towards the music class, as we were already late because Adrian dared Tristan to kiss a pretty girl in the canteen. And as Tristan is, he did. The scene was must. The girl didn't really kiss him back, but neither did she slapped Tristan, as james and Adrian has made a bet over it.

Adrian ended up winning 30 bucks from James. And Tristan couldn't stop blushing, Inez said it was gross to see her brother kiss a beautiful girl.

"I really wanted her to slap him!"- I heard james say, as micheal departed to the football ground and we made our way out of the campus.

"why James? You wanted to kiss her and probably fuck her???" - Tristan said, irritatedly. When Inez warned him, "Tris!!", to this he merely chuckled.

Something in my stomach turned over I looked up at james to find his cheeks flushed.

"Why would I?" - james said raising his brows.

"You'll have to admit, She was hot, james! Anyone would want to!"- Adrian said coolly, Inez slapped his shoulder. "...except me tho!" He completed.

"What was her name by the way?"- Adrian asked james.

How would he know dumbass!- my heart answered to my brain.

"Augustine Lopez."- James answered, my heart started to ache, I could feel Inez and Adrian's concerned glares upon me, I couldn't help but glare at James.

"Ooohhh!" - said Tristan, his eyes widened. "Ofcourse, our angel boy has been stalking that beauty!"

"Oh! Shut up, Tris! She is a family friend. My dad is friends with her uncle. She lives with her uncle and aunt." - James replied, giving him a light smile.

"Old love, I see!"- Tristan teases further more! How weird these people are, an hour ago they were shipping james with me, and now with her!

"Your illness is concerning, Tris!"- James laughed.

How could he laugh at such a serious point. I am standing in front of him. Every inch of my body, aching. Tears just held behind my eyes. And he...laughs? Thats it?

"You could make such a great couple actually."- Adrian said, i know he was doing this to tease me even more.

"You need to give it some rest, boys!"- a smile was held in his pearly white teath, as he answered.

"Well! Whatif!"- Tristan said, a cruel smirk designed upon his pink lips. "..Mr. James Collins...I give you a dare to—"

"—Inez!" I said, of course I couldn't wait for any longer. "I think I should get going!" - the worst that could happen was me looking at James kissing that girl.

She opened her mouth to say something, but I had already turned my back to them, paving my way to the bus.

"Bye, betty!" I heard james shout behind me, but i was gone far, plus a tear had already flattered to my cheek, so I couldn't turn back and greet him goodbye.

Ouch! My heart was clustering into pieces as I was in the bus returning to my house. The worst pictures of James and Augustine snogging came to my mind. I don't know  what dare Tristan would have given him. I really hoped that Inez or Adrian were still there, so they could tell me how their kissed really went. Even though, deep inside I would never really wanted to know.

The jerk that woke me through this heartbreaking journey was the bus, I was riding in.

"Your house, miss!"- the conductor's voice fell into my ears. I nodded half smiling and get off the bus. The last thing I wanted was finding my mother inside making lunch for me and have to encounter her questions after she sees my smudged mascara. But I remember her informing me in the morning that she had an important meeting so she won't return before 8! I had my fingers crossed for the same. I opened the main door with a spare key to find lights off and pin drop silence. I was relieved for once and headed off to kitchen and drank water. I made my way upstairs to my room. Dropping my bag on the floor, I rested my body onto my grumpy bed. Sighing deeply, I turned sideways glaring at my wardrobe. Maybe I was overwhelmed by the amount of unused love for him, I had preserved within myself from almost 2 years now. I have never loved someone like him. He is a pure angel. The angel, sent by god for me...and only me! I have longed his touch since the first day i saw him. I have dreamed of giving myself completely to him, starry nights. I wanted to clung to his soft lips forever. Stay close to his chest, his heartbeat, music to my ears. But now it all seemed superficial.

Or probably I am just overthinking. Whatif he hadn't kissed her. 'Whatif'......but, damn I love him.....

All this going through my mind, I don't know, when I fall asleep, escaping the hard and partly unbearable reality.