How to be a bitch (English translation of Como ser una perra) By Srta.Tess

Chapter 18

                                                                            ~Matchmaker~

I was looking at them from the distance, both of them talking ¿What could Rochelle and Ethan be talking about?

She said goodbye and casually walked towards me

- Good morning Redheaded – she smiled at me

¿Could she be more cynical?

- ¿What's wrong? – She frowned

- ¿Why were you talking with Ethan?

-¿Jealous? - She asked amused

I crossed my arms in my chest

- Okay, okay take it easy, he was asking some things

- Rochelle...

- Okay, he was asking about you

I felt my heart dart – ¿About me?

She took my arm and we started walking together – It had been three months Savannah, and every week he asks about you. He still loves you

And I love him...- I though

- ¿When are you going to face it sweetie?

- ¿What are you talking about?

- You, me and the whole world knows that you still love him, don't delay the inevitable

- I don't know what are you talking about – I shook my head – I'm perfectly

- ¿Bad?

I smiled weakly

- I know you and I know how much you miss him, but I also know that while you don't what to accept it, it'll be a loss of time make you change your mind

I didn't say anything

- So, It's in your hands, you can run to that hottie right now – she pointed him out with a nod – throw yourself at him and make a cheesy movie scene or you can go to history class

I stood there, static, considering my two options, Ethan was I front of me, talking with some of his friends, I missed him a lot – I sigh – But this is how it must be

- C'mon, we have class

I heard how Rochelle sighed and from the corner of my eye I saw her shaking her head, but she didn't say anything, she just walked beside me to the class room

****

A few moments earlier

Rochelle's POV

- ¿How is she?

- She's fine, she doesn't talk about too much

Every week is the same, Ethan asks me how Savannah, and it seemed that each time it was more difficult to hear that "fine"

- She misses you, she just doesn't want to accept it

A weak and fleeting smiled crossed his face – She's stubborn

I smiled the same way – She is

- Rochelle help me

I frowned

- I really want her back

I might be a person who doesn't like formal relationships, and some people might say that my heart is cold, but damn... this guy make that my cold heart gets warm

- I don't know Ethan...

- I just need one chance, just one more

I thought about it for a moment, this was I bad idea – I looked at him – but damn I'm a great matchmaker

- Okay, I'll help you

It looked like those four words had given him back his hopes

****

I was late, really late, I hate being late

Prom was close and I'm in the steering committee. I have always been good in organizing things, the question was...¿Why can I not organize my life?

- Now we have to decide the theme of the dance...

- I'm sorry, I'm really sorry – I walked in running – I'm a little late

- I would say a lot...

A year ago I got the magnificent idea of getting in the committee, I just hadn't done it alone...

- Hi Liz – I smiled at her, I let my bag in one of the big tables and let myself fall in one of the couches

- Well, as I was saying, we have to choose which is going to be the theme of this year – Natalia interrupted us

- ¿What about "Under the stars"? – Liz gave the first suggestion

Natalia shook her head – I think it's already way too used

- Like you Liz – I mumbled, not low enough all the girls started laughing...Uups

I cleared my throat when I finish laughing - ¿What about "The Red Carpet"?

- Explain yourself – everyone looked at me

- We can do it like a Hollywood gala, with a red carpet in the entrance, posters and banners like signs of movies, in the walls we can play old love movies, serve punch in crystal glasses, everything would be very fancy

- I like the idea – Natalia smiled at me - ¿What do you think?

Everyone nodded smiling and exited

- Okay, then we have to see the budget and the costs

I nodded, in front of me Liz was giving me a kill look. Without looking away I crossed my legs and smiled radiantly

That gesture seemed to have affected her greatly since she got up and left

- Bye – I said goodbye innocently

Manners are important. My mom would be proud