After our amazing win at Groveton, the team and I were basically celebrities. The whole school gave us presents, and restaurants let us eat free (big mistake). We even got to smash up a car!
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Everywhere we went now, we were celebrities. It was cool, at first , but the unwanted attention grew more every day. It was kinda cool, though. In shop windows, there were signs counting our undefeated wins, and people asked for our autograph.
Alan and I walk down the sidewalk, planning to get an ice cream. A group of girls walks by , but they stop and turn around when the realize who we are.
"Oh my god! You guys are Titans!" They say giddily.
"You are so cute!" One girl says to Alan.
"Yeah, I know, thanks." Alan says awkwardly.
"Listen, if you're not currently busy-" another girl says. She glares at me, then turns back to Alan. "We're going to a movie if you want to come."
"Thanks but, I'm currently busy." Alan tells her.
"Oh, come on." She says, stepping uncomfortably close.
I grab Alan and kiss him right on the lips.
The smiles on the girls faces vanish.
"Oh" they say in unison.
"Never mind" the first one says, turning around and walking off, to have the others follow.
As soon as they turn the corner, Alan bursts into laughter.
"What?" I ask
"You got so jealous!" He laughs.
"I did not!" I laugh with him.
"Oh you so did" he laughs harder, drawing attention from people on the other side of the street.
"Shut up!" I say, trying not to laugh along. I hit him with my sweater. "People are staring."
"So what? They do that anyways!" He cracks up again, and I can't help but laugh too. It was so ridiculous.
"Hey, for a girl who hasn't dated a guy since second grade, you're not a bad kisser." He says, breathing deeply from the laughing.
"Oh thank god." I say in relief.
One last announcement about the cover contest!!! My friend texted me and asked me what Caroline looks like, so I'm gonna put a few pictures here, Kay?
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