Chapter 10

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I was bored and taking a break, so I thought I'd finish this chapter. It's badly unedited, guys. Hope you don't mind :)

"...and you drink a little too much and try a little too hard. And you go home to a cold bed and think, 'That was fine'. And your life is a long line of fine."- Gillian Flynn

Jenna stood and watched Kyle and Yvonne from a distance, every little detail from when they kissed, the way he put his hand at her waist, the way he held and squeezed her hand and the way she took his hand and tightened her grip on it.

Yvonne and Kyle were falling for each other right in front of her eyes. She couldn't deny her feelings for Kyle, yet she couldn't bear to see her friend unhappy. She knew that if Yvonne knew about Jenna's feelings for Kyle, she would ignore her own feelings for him.

And Jenna was going to do just that. She was going to ignore her feelings for Kyle. But she was going to need a distraction.

She saw Percy standing in a corner, sipping a non alcoholic drink while he kept a watchful eye over the hall, while Dana stood talking to a handsome young guy. They all had something to do at this party.

A waiter passed by her and she grabbed a glass of wine. She had found her distraction.
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Dana was talking to a nice young man, when she spotted Marcus pulling Yvonne away from Kyle. A tinge of jealousy went through her, but she shook her head.

"-and then I told him that I will not shoot the next scene without a break," said the man in front of her, bringing her out of her thoughts.

"Haha," she laughed weakly at the words she had heard only half of, hoping it was an appropriate response. The man was going on and on about his movies. Frankly, she was a bit tired of this one sided conversation, but she didn't want to be rude to him.

"Mr, er-" she began, trying to remember his name.

"Sam, just call me Sam. Mr Didier is my father's name," he replied, happily.

"Er, Sam. I am feeling a little queasy, maybe it's the wine. I think I'll go and sit down now. Please, go ahead and enjoy the party." She gave him a quick smile and walked off before he could respond.

She sat down next to Kyle, who looked defeated. He held a glass of wine in his hand, not yet drunk, but definitely a little tipsy.

"Seems like she's into blondes. Why is an intelligent woman like Yvonne into stupid blondes?" Someone was speaking behind her in a low voice, obviously looking at Kyle's slumped form.

"Yeah, well if you noticed, she hasn't been with him since she got here. Seems a little fishy to me." Said someone else. "Look at the sad f*ck sitting next to her hot ginger friend."

"How do guys like him get all the girls? Nice guys like us just get to sit and watch." The first guy said. "Bet he's banging both of them at the same time." They snickered.

"Hey!" Dana called out angrily.

The men looked very embarrassed to have been overheard and quickly walked away. Dana looked at Kyle, who looked sad and weary.

She had never been in his shoes, but she could imagine how left out he was feeling at the ball. One thing he needed right now was some cheering up.

"Hey, Kyle!" she said, putting her hand on his shoulder, "wanna make Yvy jealous?"

Kyle looked at her dejectedly and glanced towards the open door of the balcony, where Yvonne had disappeared with the guy.

She pulled him up and started walking towards the group of people playing instrumental music. Kyle followed her without a question.

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