INSTA-Daddy

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"Gabby? You need to kiss Cameron now," the pretend priest leaned in towards me to whisper. I flashed him a frown and he just gulped while averting my gaze.

I shook my head to decline but a few seconds later I felt my head was being tilted to Cameron's side and in a blink of an eye, the latter leaned in and kissed my lips. I thought he was going to pull himself back almost immediately but Cameron just kept going with the kiss. My eyeballs shifted to my friends' direction. I wanted to take a look at Jennifer's face but my peripheral vision can't reach where she was sitting at.

I could hear the cheers. There was a boo amidst the cheers and howls. I figured it was Jennifer's voice.

Through my peripheral vision, I think I saw a flashing light. However, it's probably just the decoration lights.

As much as I don't want to, I'm not going to deny the blush showing on my cheeks. Let me also include my fast palpitating heartbeat. His lips were as soft as ever. I could feel his scent and it sent chills throughout my spine. My sense of consciousness was falling into his charms again.

Before I end up fainting, I've managed to gather my consciousness and I pushed Cameron away, breaking our kiss.

There was an awkward silence in the milieu, excluding the background sounds from the other booths. No one inside the booth was saying anything.

I glanced back at Jennifer and she was wheezing angrily. I could see her nostrils moving in an angry manner.

"Alright," the emcee from earlier clapped his hands. I guess it was his way of breaking the awkward silence. The rest of the audience followed, except for Jennifer and my friends.

Typically for her, she marched towards the front where the pretend altar was. The pretend priest froze still as if making any movement would have him killed.

She started clapping but I could tell it was somehow cynical.

"This is some good shit you have here Damon," she told the priest. She stood nearby the plastic flowers placed beside the pretend altar.

"C'mon Jennifer. It's all just fake," the emcee spoke with a nervous chuckle.

"I know. I know," she replied. Again with sarcasm.

Cameron grunted as he rolled his eyes. He gripped Jennifer's wrist and pulled her close to him. He leaned in closer to her ears and whispered something.

"Don't make a scene Jen," Cameron whispered again, but this time a bit louder.

"Oh don't worry baby. I'm not making a scene," Jennifer responded with a pretend smile as she gawked at me. She french-kissed Cameron for a good eight seconds. Gross.

"These are pretty," Jennifer said again after breaking away from their kiss. With one swift motion, she toppled the stand of flowers down to the floor, creating a clacking sound. The pretend priest whose name was Damon jumped in shock.

"This one too," she toppled another one. She also toppled the podium which Damon used. She was acting like a maniac as she tore the entire booth apart.

"Stop it!" One of the female organizers yelled in a crying tone but Jennifer ignored it.

She kicked the chairs. She tore the fabrics used as decorations for the booth. Basically, she was destroying the inside of the booth. The other students skedaddled out, including the other organizers for the Marriage booth.

Cameron was doing his best to lock Jennifer in between his arms. She looked like she was having one manic episode and honestly, she scared me.

Once she was done destroying the place, she ended up eyeing me with her firing eyes.