She's Romeo Alright!

Chapter Twenty-Four

“Farewell, my cute cousin…” Art made another unnecessary yet dramatic gesture of saying goodbye.

“Although I’ll be back again by next week to help you ‘sort’ things out…” He smiled.

“Then isn’t all this saying goodbye part pointless?” And I had to get up at 5 AM just for this.

 “Well, I know you love me anyway… don’t hate me for reporting on your progress here to your mom, okay?” He made that puppy eyes look of his that actually looks…

 “Wait, what kind of report?” I asked curiously even though I know that he’s a spy my mom sent out all the way here to ‘check’ on things.

 “I’ll tell her that you haven’t changed at all, that you’re still you… a girl-lover yet girlfriendless of a pretty boy with a prince-like image who’s keeping her identity hidden up to this point for some reason that I don’t quite grasp myself, why is it that you’re doing this gender-bender stuff again?” Whoa…

 “Um, to be honest, I don’t really care if people finds out about my gender. Maybe this is all about pissing my parents off for sending me out here… a boring school with zero percent cute and pretty girls in sight.” I explained in deep thought.

 “So you’ll be happier if there are girls around here, right?” He rubbed his chin.

 “I don’t think that’s the case though. You look pretty happy already, surrounded with your guy friends and all… arguing like real young and immature boys of our age. I’m surprised you even made a lot of friends, makes me kind of jealous since I’m the only male friend that you had ever since or perhaps…” He said right before I could say something.

 “You’ve got it wrong. I don’t really consider anyone here as a close friend… I don’t even understand what they’re thinking. I may look happy on the outside but…” I gaze up the starless sky.

 “But you’re really hurting deep inside, blah-blah-blah and all that crap. Well, perhaps you’re the one who got it all wrong. Enough of the drama, Brooke, just try to be yourself and maybe you’ll discover something worth it… it all starts with friendship though and besides, you don’t really suit the mysterious cold prince image… more like the damsel in distress. Bye.” He ruffled my hair then walked out the gates of my school, leaving me carefully analyzing every piece of words he just said.

 Just what did he mean by DAMSEL IN DISTRESS?!? Grr.

 “Oh, and good luck with your fiancé thing!” He added before fully disappearing on me.

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“ARE YOU ALL GUYS PSYCHED FOR THE UPCOMING SCHOOL FESTIVAL?!” The speakers boomed during homeroom period.

 “Hooray.” The class that I’m in said in unison with no hint of energy or excitement at all.

 “Well, that’s a lame response. Think of all the GIRLS coming over in here!” I smacked Zeth by the elbow.

 “No, that’s another school festival which happens at the near end of the school year. This one’s pretty boring. You see, this school has two school festivals and the first happens to be the one with NO GIRLS in it. So forget about keeping your hopes up, Brooke… and sorry to disappoint you.” He replied in a bored tone.

 “I see where this is going. Boo!” I said to myself.

“The student council must be pretty bored to have resorted to two school festivals this year since we didn’t have any last year or perhaps…” Lewis turned his gaze on me, like trying to hint something.

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“Remind me why I’m in a bar, again?” I asked Hunter who was making himself feel at home at the VIP lounge couch.

“Uh, right after school, we picked you up in our limo and then we decided to chill in our usual hangout outside school which is just nearby so nothing to worry about.” He lazily scanned his phone.

“Yeah, but was it voluntarily that I went with you guys or did you happen to use some extra force because honestly, I don’t really remember that much.” I was feeling a bit hazy…

“We just used the hanky method, you know the one you see in movies where the one being kidnapped passes out and et cetera.” Xavier returned with two drinks in his hand.

There’s something awfully strange going on around in here and clearly, the environment is not normal at all. This I realized when I saw people from outside of the lounge’s glass which is the overlooking the dudes dancing crazily on the dance floor down below, I repeat DUDES only and then something caught my eye… some guys kissing at the distance which made me realize what situation I am currently in.

“Okay, remind me again why I’m in a GAY bar this time…” I eyed the pair suspiciously who were sitting right across from me.

“Obviously we’re gay! You would’ve picked that up by now if you aren’t so slow in the head…” Xavier shook his head while clicking his tongue along with Hunter just nodding his head.

You know what I hate more than jock bullies? Gay self-righteous jock bullies… I mean I’m not really against gay people but these two are an exception. They were annoying right from the start anyway.

“And why did you guys take me here?” I couldn’t help but bombard the gay couple with questions, still processing in mind that they’re actually gay? They sure don’t look, act and sound like one…

“Well, you see, Hunter here has got the hots for you.” Xavier teased which made my eyes go wide.

“Hey! Don’t blame your interest in him to me. That’s not fair!” Hunter refused to make eye contact with me. Is he seriously crushing on me amidst all those bullying?!

“Ignore him. You must be parched…” Xavier offered me a red-colored drink which I took anyway.

“Is this mixed with vodka?” I asked after my first sip.

“Yeah, I sure like men who know how to drink… so manly indeed.” Xavier flirted. Now that’s gay.

“Um, I think I need to go to the restroom?” My head started to ache.

“Come, I’ll go with you…” I heard Hunter say or was it Xavier?

The world seems to be spinning around me and the next thing I knew everything went black…

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When I woke up, I was back in my dorm room… fortunately alone for the time being.

I decided to check my phone for some new messages and there was one with a video file attached to it.

Apparently, it was my scandal with Hunter, making out in the restroom last night?!? Holy crap.