Part 2 B
That day, the aura between Terence and I was so cold, so menacing, hell freezing over would've been the last thing on our minds. I felt angry. I felt hurt. He didn't know about my grandmother, I was completely over it anyway. But he embarrassed me in front of the friends it took so long for me to make. The friends I had only gotten comfortable enough to go out with, that day.
Despite the embarrassment I was feeling, I wanted payback. The hot chocolate in my hand wasn't worth drinking with half of the whip cream gone. I leaned forward, plotting revenge, watching, waiting for the right moment. He seemed to have noticed, and leaned in himself.
I didn't know what he thought he was doing until he spoke.
"Let me get that." His smooth, chocolatey voice said, as he brushed his thumb across my upper lip to catch the rest of the whip cream. I had forgotten it was there. My shock triggered my plan into action.
Abruptly I stood, hot chocolate in hand, and jerked my hand forward in a flick of the wrist. Terence didn't even have time to register what hit him. Though he figured it out soon enough. The hot chocolate was still firey red, flaming hot.
"Alena!" Sandra screamed. Oh no! I'd ruined her precious prince. Note sarcasm. If Sandra's wrath was the consequence of my despicable action, it was worth it. It felt good to ruin the guy's nice black, expensive suit. I hadn't known what the suit was for. If I did, I wouldn't have thrown my hot chocolate at him. That was a cruel thing to do.
"Shit!" He started while looking down at the damage I had caused, "I only have an hour before the wedding!" I knew I was in deep doo doo now. My guilt expanded when he said, "This was a $5000 suit!"
"I'll buy you a new one." I bit my lip as my mind counted the money I had in my bank account. There was no way I'd be able to buy a $5000 suit, but maybe I could spare $100.
"Fine. Lets go, we have to get this done now." He pulled me to the door, I barely had enough time to wave goodbye to my friends.
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Hot Chocolate and Conflicts
Short Story"Terence Kynaston is making his way into my life again..." Alena Tobin has had some bad run-ins with a certain blue-eyed boy. But, he's not all bad...
