The Mating Games Cherryle's Story

Part 18

Cherryle's POV;

        We walked down the steps to the last feast before The Games and the eyes I was catching we're making me really self cautious,
At this point I was pretty sure someone stuck a
"Kick me!" Paper to my back.
And I was also pretty sure I'd forgotten deodorant.
I never smell bad even without deodorant but if I did I just didn't notice it and possibly I smell awful right now...

The gentle pattern of my heels came to a stop before the elegant doors to the dining hall.

I take a deep breath and push them open,
Not hesitating to strut to my given seat and sit down.

The eyes watch me as I try to ignore them.
I hold on to the notion that today the results are given.
I'm not talking about The Games, I'm talking about Stats.

(What is proven to be the strongest population -either Werewolves, Vampires or Humans were proven strongest, something Med students need to know- statistically speaking is the results of our evaluations.
Doctors would evaluate our strength levels as we train for The Games.)

I'm hoping my training will improve the way Humanity is looked at, Biologically we are weaker, slower and therefore not treated well and looked down upon by the other races.

I look up to find that the Alpha is about to give his speech.

At the front of the room -the high table for our leaders- the Alpha was standing and clearing his throat to catch our attention.

"Ahem, Before this great last feast we shall announce the Stats."

"This year, a certain female has done an excellent job for her peers. Though we will start with third place; Vampires, it appears that your lack of effort has left you almost entirely behind. Next is Humans, I condemn your great practice and unbelievable efforts.
Final of course, My men; Werewolves prevail."

Now the King stands up as the Alpha sat down.

"I will now be listing the individual stats;
In thirtieth place, the second last of the vampires; Ashley Scarlet. ..."

I stop listening for a while.
I scan the high table for a bit, only to find the Kings son staring at me.
Startled I my eyes drift to the Alpha's son. It appears his dose of anti-mate bond is running off, because he's sniffing the air as though he's a drug addict and someone is smoking heroin.

Weirded out, I change my focus back on the King.

"In fourth place, my son; Jason Mistlestone!
In third, another werewolf; Kristen Stuart.
In second, the Alpha's son; Keith Esteroza!
In first, uh... wow, a Human Girl Cherryle Rosebirch! Congratulations!"

My eyes flutter to the King as it runs through my brain over and over again,
"I've won".

I can't stop myself from giving my biggest smile and muttering 'I did it'.

Everyone turns to me and the room goes dead silent.

After a long moment the Kings son snorts.
My eyes drift to him; he's chuckling, it looks like he's holding it in and holding his breath.
He's going purple.
He's passed out.

I giggle at the loud BAM, that follows him as he passes out.

The leaders are in shock, mouths agape. Not blinking. But the other leaders child, Keith.
The Alpha's son looks mortified, I'm too happy and exited to care for eye contact so I only know this by the fact he just smashed his wine glass with his grip.

After a moment of mouths agape, A passed out Hayden, and Keith's wine flowing down the table; the other humans clap.

Another minute.

The Vampires join them.

And then Werewolves start whistling and cat calling.

After a while the King snaps out of it and clears his throat.

"Ahem, let the feast begin..."

After everyone's quieted down, we start eating.

I savour every bite of the roast, knowing fairly well that this could be my last meal.

A/n;
Yay! I'll be updating more often now.
Sorry for the... 4 month wait?
Yeah, I turned on my Wattpad notifications to find a billion on this.
I cried.
Thank you sooo much, you wouldn't believe how much this means to me.
Also I plan to change Hayden's name. My friends name is Hayden writing this is getting awkward. What should I change it to?