Konsekvens
Consequence
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Him
Arnold was telling everyone how he talked to her yesterday at the stall. He was telling everyone how she seemed into him, how she could not stop looking at her shoes because that's how shy she was.
"She's in the UNSC committee. Her friends are in OIC though, maybe I could get one of them to help me." He could not stop bragging and it was driving me insane.
"Did you get her name?" I asked, hoping he had not.
"Yes, it's something hard to remember. Constance, I think." He obviously had no idea what her name was. The thing about Arnold was that he was a pathological liar and having known him for quite some time, I could tell every time he lied. Sometimes, though, he was just plain stupid. I mean, is Constance really that hard to remember?
I knew I would be okay, I did not even know the girl so it would be easier seeing Arnold hanging out with her; because I was positive he would not rest until she accepted him. Hell, the girl did not even know I existed so what was stopping her, really? Arnold was good looking enough, charming, manipulative. I sighed. I wish I had gone first, but what's done is done.
Vance was telling us his own story of how he was going to flirt with every girl he saw. Just last night he had tried his hand at it, and left girls laughing instead of angry.
"I think it was a pretty successful night, all in all," he grinned.
"All delegates, move to your conference rooms. The debates will begin at 9 A.M. sharp."
"I think I'm going to ask for her name today," Arnold grinned as he walked past me.
I wish he would remember that he just told us he already knew her name.
"You guys go ahead, I'll be right there," with that I went to the washroom to splash water on my face so I'd wake up. I hated debating, why had I even come?
I walked out to see her walking past to her committee room, laughing with her friends, not sparing me a second glance. Why was Fate doing this to me? I squared my shoulders and went to my committee room, forgetting her for the time being. After 8 hours of grueling debate, I went home; not bothering to stick around for the social event where I knew Ernie would be making his move on her.
I did not put up a fight. This is how I lost my second chance.
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