"What game?" A curious Sofia asked. "Nothing big, obviously," I wryly chuckled, "Do you do drugs?" I asked. "Selena!" all the girls gasped. All I could do was laugh and smirk, "Well, do you?" I continued asking. "Listen, girl, I used to flash to the lobster guys so I could get a key or two but really, you're asking me?" she smirked.
All of our eyes widened and we snickered.
"Okay," she awkwardly mumbled, "Why are you asking anyways?" she sighed. "Aren't you sick and tired of those guys always messing with your brain?" I raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, they get annoying. Especially Ronnie, please," she pleaded, "Just kiss him so you can get him to shut up!" she groaned.
All of the girls held in their stifled laughter and took in a deep breath, "Sofia agrees with us finally," Raquel said.
I glared at her, "Why are you guys thinking that we're going to go out? After what he's done? I don't think so! He thinks I like him when I clearly don't and he plays these mind games that I'm sick of," I scoffed. "Mhm," Naomi rolled her eyes along with Raquel, Nelly, Dana, Catherine, and the rest.
"Anyways, Sofia," I sighed, "Are you going to Michael's party tonight?" I asked.
"I think so if Valerie can take me, why?" she replied.
"Good. I was thinking that we could play a hardcore game of truth or dare. When the guys give you a line puro de cocaina," I slurred in Spanish, "You need to pretend like you're dying so we can get them good!" I smiled. "Damn, I like the sound of that," her sparkly blue eyes shined across the table. "Good, so be there at 9? So we can talk and stuff?" I reassured.
"Yeah, 9 sounds good. I'll catch up with you guys later!" she waved at us goodbye and smiled as she walked away from us.
"Really, Sel?" Raquel scoffed.
"What?" I innocently frowned.
"That's what you're willing to do to trick them?" she raised an eyebrow at me.
"Well, sorry if I just want all of this to end so Ronnie and I can finally have something again!" I glared at Raquel and covered my mouth, realizing what I just said. Everybody awed and I noticed Ronnie stop walking as he turned around. His group and him started walking towards us and sat down once again.
"Oh, God," I muttered.
"Have what exactly?" Ronnie smirked at me as he played with the glob on his plate. "Nothing," I nonchalantly looked down as I pretended to use my phone, fiddling with it. I noticed Michael staring at Raquel, but I didn't comment on it. "Hello? Sel?" he called out as he pulled my train of thoughts right out of me.
"Hm? What?" I softly gasped, noticing the fact he called me Sel. He hadn't called me Sel in over a month. I missed Ronnie so much even after what has happened between us. The infatuation that I felt for him was intoxicating. There were no words to explain how much it felt like a roller coaster ride. And I remember when I met him, I felt that I found something that I was missing all along: someone who could understand what was going on with me. Besides all of this toxic harm, he knew that there was a person deep down inside of me that needed him. Crashed dreams were something that I owned, like what I felt for him. Nothing in this world could exactly describe what it was that I felt, but for now, I'm sure we'd all assume what it was, right? Everyone would assume that I'm in love with him and damn, maybe I am.
Maybe I'm not.
"What do we have?" he softly chuckled.
I stood up, wanting to walk away but for some reason, my muscles felt like they were contracting, forcing themselves to not let me move. "We don't have anything, Ronnie. We never did," I softly chuckled, noticing I was about to cry. "Stop all this nonsense!" Ronnie rolled his eyes.
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Game Face (UNDER EDITING)
Fanfiction"We're just playing with you guys, calm down," they said. Little did they know...that I was playing the game too & boy, was I going to win.
