Chapter 30: Euphoria

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APRIL'S P.O.V

If ever, I was to become a spy or join an agency, I bet I'd be helpful in pointing out lurking trouble.

Honestly, My intuitions are rarely ever wrong.
Rarely

So, when Noah looks away from Taylor and back at us, I expect what's coming.

"Pass" He says and downs a good amount of the Vodka from the bottle in his hand.
He gives me a side glance but I catch it, anyway.

I see the small glances and sad looks that my friends throw my way, but I'm going to ignore that.

What? No big deal

So, what he didn't do his dare?

So, what he didn't kiss you?

It's not an obligation

"April, truth or dare?" Travis asks

If anything actually just happened now, Travis was the only one oblivious to it.
Ughhh

"Uhh.. Actually, I think I'll step outside for a bit" I give a small smile and wait for Tristan to raise his head from my shoulder were he had put it sometime during the game.

I wade through the sea of stinky, sweaty bodies with stealth. Making sure, they don't have a chance to get close enough to me.

I learnt the technique while acting.
Henrietta usually waits for everyone to pass first, and when she can't do that, she becomes super slippery.
Imagine it all as an obstacle course and move stealthily past all of them.

Once I'm outside, I feel like I can breathe again.
Woooo.. What a long day
I just can't wait for it to end
I plop down on a bench in the grass

Pass

Ugh!!
I don't want to think about what just happened in there.

To say the least, it was so embarrassing.

Sigh
I can't believe I thought he liked me.
Was I reading this whole thing wrong?

Darn! April! It was just a game!!

A revelation

Argh!!

"April"

Oh God
I turn around slowly as he makes his way towards me on the bench

"Hey Noah" I smile

"Are you okay?" He raises a brow and sits beside me

Stay calm, April
It's just a boy

"Yeah.. I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?" I force a smile, but I'm pretty sure it comes out looking like a grimace.

"You sure you're okay?"

"Is there a reason why I wouldn't be okay, Noah?"

Yeah, you didn't kiss me and it's killing me

Damn.. Somehow, I feel like my heart is broken

"I don't know" He drags "I saw you leave the party and you didn't look okay"

"What do you mean?" I smirk "I think I look fab" I make a hand gesture like 'look at me'
My attempt at trying to lift the mood and change the topic

"Oh no.. Yeah, you look beautiful" He says, looking at me intensely

Ohhhh myyy insides!!
This boy would definitely be the death of me

"Is there something going on with you and Taylor?"

Surely, that couldn't have come from me, right?
Oh no

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