One, Two, Three

Chapter thirty-two

One,

Two,

Three.

The number of beers Jack has had. He gets drunk really easily. I keep trying to take them away form him but he always finds another. He's really flirty... Well at least trying to be flirty. He keeps saying 'If you were a buger I would pick you first' and shit like that. I just sit there and laugh at him. "Who wants to play truth or dare?" Ben says taking another swig of his beer. Brittany squeals and comes over to the coach. She sits on the floor next to me and Jack. "Might as well." I say pushing Ken closer to Sam. He leans into him and Sam smiles at him. Then Sam looks at me, I wink at him. Ken turns red and gives me daggers, but he stops when Sam grabs his hand. They are so cute! I love them half to death. "Ok. Someone go see in Rachel and Romeo wanna play." Grace says sitting down next to Ben on the floor. I look around. Jacks to drunk to do it, Sam and Ken are to cute to make them stop, Brittany isn't paying attention, and I don't wanna make Ben and Grace do it. "I'll do it." I say as I get up. I step over Ken and Sam and walk into the dining room. Once I walk up to the kitchen door I hear Romeo and Rachel talking. "Come on baby. You know you wanna." Rachel pushes Romeo up agents the counter and starts rubbing his chest. "Get off of me Rachel. I don't like you like that." He pushes her off of him and trying to walk to the door. (The one I'm right outside of) "Why?! I've tried so hard. I've changed so much. I do so much trying to get you to like me. What the fuck am I doing wrong? I've work out and starve myself to be skinny for you, I plaster on makeup for you, fuck I turned into a girly girl for you. Why the hell am I not good enough for you!?" She yells at him. He stops right before pushing the door open. "You're not her. I don't care if you're a girly girl, if you're skinny, I don't even care if you wear makeup or not. You're not her." He says looking down. He has pain in his beautiful crystal blue eyes. Who is 'her'? What does he mean none of that matters? Who is he in love with? Why wouldn't he tell me? He tells me everything. I could help him get her. It's not like it would be hard. He's the most popular guy in school. All the chicks want him and all the dudes want to be him. "Who's 'her'? I can be her." Rachel says grabbing Romeos hand. He turns around and looks her in the eye. "No one can be her. Her beautiful strawberry blonde hair, her leaf like green eyes, her magnificent smile, and her milk white skin. But it's not just her looks it's her whole personality. She's perfect. She can be completely serious one second and making me laugh the next. She is the kind of person who you can tell anything. She's the kind of girl that's a bro. She will have your back no matter what. She doesn't judge. As long as you don't stab her in the back she won't stab you. If you respect her she will respect you. She's not afraid to be herself, and she makes it so you aren't either. Even if she has a fucked up past and likes someone else I still love her. There isn't anyone quite like her." Rachel hugs him. "I know who it is. I'm sorry." I lean on the door and it creeks. So I walk in and act like I didn't hear anything. I look at them and smile. "Do you guys wanna play truth or dare?" Rachel lets go of Romeo. She looks at him then at me. She gives me a fake smile. "Sure I'll play. I'll meet ya guys out there." She looks at Romeo one more time before leaving the room. I look at him and elbow him in the side. "So you guys hitting it off?" I ask. He puts his hands in his pockets and shrugs. "She's not really my type." I put my hands in my pockets. "Oh really, she's not your type? Well then who is your type?" I say mimicking his tone. He smirks and puts his arm around me. "That's for me to know and her to find out." I give him a confused look. I still don't know who the hell he's in love with. Who ever it is sound perfect for him. I will found her and bring them together. "Ugh fine. Come on let's go play." I say pulling him out I the kitchen.