The Bet

2

Iris

I yawn, getting out of my single bed. Looking at the time, 5:30am. I walk into the bathroom, beginning to run a hot shower. I play some music as I take off my pajamas and undergarments then step into the shower, dancing stupidly to the song 'dirty laundry'. I apply shampoo to my hair, rinsing it out then scrub myself with body wash and lastly put conditioner in my hair. I step out of the shower, wrapping myself into a fluffy white towel then shove on an outfit that consisted of skinny white jeans and a blue long sleeve crop top. After doing that, I begin to brush and tie my hair into a messy bun. Throwing on my shoes and running down the creaky stairs. I kiss my Aunties cheek, saying a bye and hoping her a wonderful day. I tread along the side path, walking in the same direction I had walked every other day to get to the one place they call school. I step in through the white door, clearly unsure of this. My expression suddenly drops as I see Chase Randoll stand right beside my blue rusty locker. I walk as slow as possible, glaring at him as I walk but as soon as I reach, he plants that award winning smile on his face. His perfect white teeth go so well with his straight pink lip. His smile sort of curved so it look more as if he were to be smirking, but he was gorgeous anyways. I couldn't find the words to speak, loosing myself so instead I cleared my voice.

"C-chase Randoll," I mutter, acting surprised "what an undelightful surprise! How can I help you? Would you like an A+ on that calculus test. Hmm?" I tease, his smile soon fades as he processes my words. I give it a slight chuckle, leaning on the side of my locker.

"That is not what I would be impressed from Ms Stewart, but if that is what you're willing to give me passionately, I gladly accept." His husky voice was like silk smothering against your arms. Feeling like feathers that you could sleep on, he adds a wink before I stifle a laugh. I straighten out my outfit, feeling slightly uncomfortable.

"Not up for an offer Mr Randoll, what is it then? Is it annoy the Turtle week? Warn me next time and text me when it's over," I huff, slightly giving up that he won't leave already.

"What is it that I want hey? Let me see.. I want you," he informs me, touching my arm but I instantly flinch away, taking a step back.

"Woah there tiger."

"How 'bout it? This Friday? Say yes. Please just say yes!" He begs, showing some puppy dog eyes. I groan, sighing in utter defeat.

"Fine, fine. I'll do it."

"Here's my number," he nods, handing me a small piece of paper with scribbled numbers written on it. I mumble a thanks, simply cursing myself and wondering what the fuck I just got myself into.

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Around lunch time, I sit by my usual spot, finding that Darius Collins decide to join me.

"Hey, do you have a baindaid? Because I hurt my knee while falling for you."

"Haha, funny joke, please leave." I sarcastically exclaim, acting interested. I look down as I mumble curse words underneath my breath. Clearly mad as he won't leave me to my thoughts.

"So, I heard you're going on a date with Chase, hmm? I could take you on one too, Sunday is a perfect day for me."

"Have work from five thirty am to seven thirty at night." I inform him, trying to hide my annoyance boiling up inside of me.

"Great! I'll be there at nine." He winks, adding a sly smile. He hands me his phone, indicating I want his number. I simply put the iPhone six down onto the ground, humming as I think. In many ways, this boy did not dare to give up on what he wanted. But as we all probably know is that one thing he does not want, is me. It simply can not be me. I'm not the one thing a boy looks for, I'm not thick in the waist. I'm not laid back and chill. It's not easy to be when you think you're going to loose one person you love so dearly, or if you've already lost them.

"No can do, I'm all booked." I lie, straight my white teeth. My mind crosses over to why I had said yes to Chase. Why had I turned down the two other boys, every other boy except him. I inhale and exhale, trying to contain my frustration as to why these three boys want me. Why do they want me? What is it I had done to strike their attention? It didn't seem I had others attentions, what was so keen on them? Just as my mind erupts into thoughts, I do the stupidest thing I have done in probably many years.

I ran my fingers over his hand, slightly stroking him. I move my hand back in complete embarrassment, why had I done that? I simply don't know.

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GUESS WHO IS ENTERING WATTYS 2017? I AM!! This book will be entered into wattys, hopefully finishing BEFORE AUGUST 1st I PAYED NO ATTENTION AT ALL, WHEN WATTYS WILL END. AND NOW I HABE A MONTH!