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The Wedding {Part 2}

"Wait."

I stumbled and turned around, giving him a look.

He turns around still holding my wrist. He says, "I can help you fix it, your ankle I mean, my mom is the greatest bone doctor, she taught me a few tricks, especially for ankles."

"No thanks." I turned around started limping.

"Are you sure? The more you wait the worse it's going to get, it's not good for the bones."

I clenched my fist and reluctantly said, "Fine".

There was a fancy chair at the corner of the wall so then I sat on the chair. I felt really awkward when the guy went down on his knee, sitting at the position as if he was purposing, he took my high heals to get it out of the way, then he started to twist my ankle.

I tried to break the silence, "So does your mom do this for you often?"

"Yeah, mostly for soccer, I like playing a lot."

"Oh, I used to play soccer often,"

"Did you stop playing or..."

"Yeah, I guess, I still play with my nephew in the summertime. I just gotta be careful, I've already broke my ankle once."

"Oh, sorry about that. So what's your interest now?"

" I didn't exactly dropped my interest in soccer, I still love it. And I love swimming, bowling, some other sports."

When he took the last twist, I hissed. He said, "Sorry. Try it now." He got up and I move my ankle and stand up to try walking, my ankle felt as if I never twisted it. "It feels better, thanks,"

The guy smiled with a smirk, "No problem. What's your name?"

"What's yours?" I said acting stubborn.

"Sounds like you still don't trust me,"

". . ." I looked at him.

"Kit!" A familiar voice called my name and I turned around, it was Rosie walking at the hallway from the main ballroom.

"Kit, huh." said the cute guy smiling coming closer to my face.

I stepped away and looked at Rosie then said, "huh?"

Rosie said, "Layla said that you went to the bathroom, I told her that I'd check on you and I also need to go, did you go already?"

"No, not yet. Let's go together."

Rosie looks at the good looking guy and looks back at me, and smiles, "Let's go then."

The boy walks away and looks back at me, then he smiles with a dangerous smile. My face felt really hot and at the same time I shivered. As he was about to walk away past me, he whispered close to my ears that Rosie didn't hear what he said, "Kit-Kat. . ." and smirks as he walks away.

Rosie says with a teasing smile, "Hmmm, who's that cutie? What did he say to you? You like him?"

"Me? No! We just ran into each other at the corner, I mean it literally, I bumped into him and fell, it almost gave me a heart attack when he came out of nowhere."

"Heart attack? Are you sure your not blushing because of his handsome face?"

"Im sure, and when I said heart attack, I meant he scared me to death."

"Theeeen, why are you blushing?"

"I'm not, you know me, whenever there's an event like this, my face is always hot." And it's true, whenever I dress up for important events, my whole face melts like they crank up the heat, only this time, it felt like the temperature was hotter... or maybe I really do think he's cute.

"Let's go, I need to go to the bathroom so badly."

Rosie always gives me the looks as if she can see through me.

~ ~ ~

Rosie and I walked out of the bathroom and found our way back to the ballroom, we spotted Layla and Sophie sitting at a table, we walked to the table band sat down.

"What took you guys so long?" Layla asks.

"Someone's got a crush." Rosie teased looking at me.

"Shhh, no I don't."

"Who is it? I might know him." Layla asked.

"He never told me his name," I was bothered when I realized that he knows mine but I don't know his.

"He might know hers, 'cause I blurted it out when I saw her with him," Rosie chuckled.

"Oooh." Layla said.

"Let's change the topic." I blurted out.

"Okay, okay, I got a topic, it's about this King game, I recently heard about,"

"What is it?" I asked.

"It's like a card game, but you're only using the cards to pick them out, you're only using the numbers one through 9, the tenth card has to be King, no queens, no joker, no number 10. Basically you pick out a random card out after they're being mixed, you don't let anyone see your card unless you have the King card. When you are the king, the other numbers are your slaves, you order something like '1 and 4, kiss' or something like that, but be careful and be specific, if you're not specific on the first order, you can't go back on your words. But everyone takes turns. Sound fun?"

"Where did you hear it at?" Rosie asked.

Layla answered, "From my cousin, he and his friends play it, he's about our age. His parents are going to be busy so he's going to be living with us for a while, speaking of which, there he is. Oliver/Ryan!" Layla shouted.

I looked to see what he looked like, and there he was. . .

"Hey everyone, are these your friends, Layla?" Oliver/Ryan asked Layla then turned and looked at me.

"Uh, yeah this is Rosie, Sophie, and Kit. Guys, this is my cousin, Oliver/Ryan, the one I was just telling you about."

"Hi, nice to mean you all, but I believe I've already met Kit, and uh—".

"Rosie." said Rosie giggling.

"Oh, when?" Layla ask

"In that hallway to the bathroom."

"Oh~" Layla said with a sneaky smile.

I shook my head, telling her not to be obvious. Then it came quiet, I looked back up at Oliver/Ryan again, he was smiling at me. I did not know what to do. Then he finally said to me, "Is this seat taken?"

"Err. . . it's not taken yet."

Then he sat down beside me.

Great!

~ ~ ~

The ceremony bows was over, the bride and groom cut their wedding cakes, they danced with their in-laws. People waited until they were allowed on the dance floor with the bride and groom.

Layla said, "Let's have some fun!"

Everyone on the table agree, except Oliver/Ryan left to see his parents off. Us four girls had fun and danced until it became darker.

Author: Sooo, I can't decide between Ryan and Oliver, I think both names are good, I'll edit later... :)