The Cupcake Theory

35) Two Kisses Too Many

35) Two Kisses Too Many

Ps. Warning in advance: this chapter will either blow your mind or be completely off the rail
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Shock, confusion and embarrassment are the words that seem to best resonate with my life at the moment.

Sam stands in front of me covered in sticky blue noodles, with a blue puddle that is growing bigger underneath his feet. Technically it's his fault that he's in this mess. He needs to learn to announce himself before entering a room.
I only feel slightly bad that we threw this on him, only slightly.

"Let me help you clean up," I step forward towards Sam who takes an immediate step back.

"You've already done enough for today. How about you go get lunch before you get hangry and throw another bucket of sticky noodles at someone else," he runs a hand through his hair which is a bad decision on his behalf as the syrup is now combed through his hair.

"Sam I-"

"It's okay," he forces a smile before walking away.

A feeling of guilt settles in my stomach. Let's hope that blue food dye doesn't stain white t-shirts.

When Charlie taps me on the shoulder I'm slow to respond. I take the paper towel from his hand and kneel down to mop up the mess that I've made.

I really hope the teachers don't notice the large blue stain at the entrance of the classroom.

"Let's go Mace. I think he was right about the food, you look a little pale. Well paler than usual." Charlie loops his arm through mine and tugs me along towards our normal lunch spot.

Zoe comes around from the other side and bumps shoulders with me "So, how'd it go? I didn't hear anything from the other end of the walkie talkies so I'm really hoping you took a photo. What was her reaction like? Was it more of a squeal or screech?"

"Well, it worked. Kind of." She scrunches her eyebrows in confusion. "The bucket mixture was dispensed on a person. Just not Josie," I cringe, replaying it over in my head.

"Who was it then? It can't be that ba-"

"Sam," Zoe looks over to Charlie for confrontation, all he can do is give her a small grimace.

"That's awkward but he deserves it for kissing that-" she stops when my muscles tense. "Let's forget about what happened and focus on more important things. Like food."

She knows exactly what to say to lift my mood.

My happy mood is short lived as Josie decides to pay us a visit.

"Did you really think I was that dumb? Seriously prom committee? We don't even have a prom. Next time I'd appreciate if you put more effort into the planning of your little schemes. It's the thought that counts you know?"

I restrain myself from tackling her to the floor by squeezing Charlie's leg. It seems to be the best stress release I can find at this moment of frustration.

When I release my hand his quickly goes to the spot I was gripping and starts to rub it vigorously. That's probably going to leave a mark.

"Hello, Josie. I'm so very glad to see you in one piece," my voice is dripping with sarcasm "Obviously you haven't been putting much thought into your actions either as you sent Sam in your place knowing that something was going to happen. Isn't that a bit cruel, even for you?"

Her laugh fills the courtyard "Oh no. He volunteered to go. Sweet guy. Just jumped right out of the seat and stalked into the classroom where you were waiting. Sad he didn't know what was waiting for him on the other side of that door."