Friendship Cause Heartbreaks Too

Chapter - 13

New Year was around the corner. Everyone was very excited about it.

We wanted to do something different.  So we decided to put up stalls of various kinds.

Food stall, Game stall and a Handmade items stall.

All the students were divided into three groups - Leaders, Innovators, Challengers.

Vickie, Alice, Shirley, and I were in the Leaders group.

Sanya was in the Challengers.
And Talia was in the Innovators.

Everyone had to sell their items and earn money. The group to earn the most money by the end of the day would be the winner.

The food items were to be made at the moment, without fire. Fireless Cooking. Girls and I were in this department.

Games stall was your usual stall. Pay, play, win.

The handmade items were to be sold in order to earn money. The more creative, the more money.

We started making food items, without fire. We made sandwiches. And some other snacks.

Songs were being played in the background. People were coming, taking a look, and buying.

It gave away a really good feeling. There were good and excited vibes everywhere.

We were working and swaying to the beats of music. Sometimes, we'd leave the work and would dance for a few seconds.

In between our work, we handed it over to someone else, and went to take a look at the others.
Innovators were doing a great job. Their food items were really creative, their games, and their handmade items too.

Challengers were doing good too. But they were lacking.

At the end of the day, Innovators were the winner, and we were 2nd.

Winner or not, we enjoyed so much. But then, we had to clean up all the mess we created.

So, after the results were announced and the celebration was done, everybody started cleaning up.

It was a sight to behold. Lol.

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All the events, contests, and fests were over. It came like a season, and then went away.

After that it was just normal lives. With normal things happening.
Nothing special really happened.

Except that Vickie told me she had made an account on Facebook. You know, Mark Zuckerberg's invention, where you can contact new people as well as the old ones who were left behind.

She told me about it, sent me some screenshots. I didn't have any account there. I wasn't interested actually.

I wasn't a big fan of meeting new people. I was excited to get to know about old friends, or others, but I wasn't comfortable with having an account and wasting my time on it.

So, I said "okay". I don't know since how long she was active on it. She didn't tell me, I didn't ask.

After a few days, there was again a science exhibition, but in the school itself. And the participants were to get extra credit for it. For academics.

So, Vickie asked her previous teacher if she could use her model again. To that, she said, "Of course, you can. In fact do it in pair. You and Emily, do it together"

Both of us were always together, maybe that's why she suggested it. I agreed to it and we went to the science lab to get it.

We checked it for some damage or any repair that was needed to be done.

Everything was almost good, just the banner, or batch or whatever with the name of the model was to be done again.

Vickie told me to do it. I didn't know what to do, I mean, it was her model, her hardwork. I thought I might ruin it, by doing something wrong. I didn't want to upset her.
So I asked her, "What? How?"

And her response to that, was, "I was the one to make it, whole of it. You didn't do anything. The least you can do is this!"

My goodness... I already knew that. She didn't have to rub it in my face.
It was said in a really harsh tone, which clearly stated that she was definitely not happy with sharing her hardwork with me.

That's when I realized, I was an idiot back then. I used to do her homework, used to lend her my notebooks so that she could do her own.

I did it all in a single breath, without thinking twice.

Was that not the hardwork?

That was the only time, when I got benefited from her work. And that too, with taunts.

I had to prepare the explanation for it, that we were supposed to do. In front of the visitors.

That incident is really hard to forget. I felt inferior, unwanted, stupid and worthless. That I had to rely on someone else for marks.

But still, I stood with her. Still, I didn't snap at her or answered her back.

I just did my work and we won the first prize. Gold medals.

And extra marks too.

I feel so bad right now, when I remember it. When I remember her voice, her tone, when she said those words.
I really wish I had backed out of it.

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