Chapter 78: Elizabeth
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Walking down the halls, a boy with a head full of wheat colored hair looked around at the different projects that were showcased on the walls.
He held a bunch of snacks and drinks in his arms, with his sleeves rolled up. On the top right corner of his uniform, there was the embroidery of a golden rose.
Passing by the other classrooms filled with laughter and noise, Carlos subconsciously quickened his steps.
He couldn't wait to go back to his own classroom, where Cassian and the others were waiting for him.
The boys had voted unanimously for the Rochester heir to buy some refreshments after he had lost a game, a scene that Carlos felt touched upon seeing.
He had never thought that his place was so high in their hearts, especially since he only arrived recently. Spending a little money wasn't much to him, nor was it much to any of them, so he had never even thought about the possibility that he was merely an errand boy.
He thought that the reason they asked him to buy refreshments was as a light punishment for not going along with the game they were playing. It was so light of a punishment, that it wasn't really a punishment at all!
Carlos recalled what the group was doing before he left. They were… hmm… they were playing 'spin the bottle'!
It was a game where a group of people sat in a circle, with the person that starts spinning a bottle (in this case it was a water bottle) in the center of the circle of people. The pair of people that the bottle pointed at once it stopped spinning would have to kiss.
Carlos had been curious – he had never played such a game before – so he tried it under the urging of his new friends.
But…
… He didn't expect the game to be so… so… ugh! He didn't know how to explain it.
Just that, even now, as he thought about it, his face grew into a bright shade of red.
The pair of people that the bottle pointed at once it stopped spinning would have to kiss. To KISS. TO K-K-KISS!
Wasn't kissing something reserved for two people that liked each other a lot? By a lot, I mean, they were special to each other.
So how could Cassian and the others be so calm when facing such matters?!
Carlos recalled that Cassian, his dark haired and golden eyed friend, had been the first one that the bottle pointed at.
The girl that had been on the other end of the bottle, squealed in delight. Literally. She had blushed heavily and didn't hesitate to kiss Cassian.
Cassian had acted very cool about it and did some weird tongue thing with her – to be honest, it looked kinda disgusting.
Everyone else, with the exception of the son from the Rochester household, were oohing and ahhing.
At this point, Carlos thought that perhaps that girl and Cassian were lovers or something, so it was normal – not really, he didn't think it was normal, but more normal than some other events – for them to kiss so naturally.
But then. The next time the bottle was spun, the pair chosen included Cassian again, but with another girl.
This other girl was also squealing in delight, but less obviously. Of course, as the kid who sat next to her, Carlos saw how excited she was to be kissed by Cassian.
When he looked at his cool friend's reaction, the boy was acting super cool again, running a hand in his dark hair and approaching the girl with this flirty look on his face.
Then, the two kissed with that strange tongue action again – but this time, Carlos saw it up close, and it looked even uglier and more disgusting than ever.
At this point, Carlos thought: maybe this girl is also Cassian's lover? No, that can't be right. It would p-polgam? Or was it polygam? No… that doesn't sound right either. Well, it's the practice of having more than one lover. Cassian wouldn't be like that, right?!
From the stories he read on his learning devices at home and at his previous school, it was generally taught that princes would only have one princess – that would be the most ethical choice.
But suddenly, before Carlos could think further, the bottle had been spun again, and the target was him!
Huh? The boy blanked out.
After a second of urging, he looked in the other direction that the bottle pointed at. This…
It was a pretty girl. She had neat auburn hair tied back with a bow and hazel eyes. She was looking at him expectantly, her cheeks slightly red.
But… Carlos couldn't even remember her name! Was it Marie? Or May?
He didn't want to do this… He wasn't that comfortable kissing someone he didn't love, not to mention not knowing the name of.
But was it a bit too late to step out?
Lost, he looked up to see Cassian's reaction, and perhaps his advice, but all he found was the dark-haired boy's smirk.
Why was he smirking? He didn't know why, but Carlos got an uncomfortable feeling in his stomach. At that moment, Cassian seemed so mean… it wasn't the usual kindness that he always showed.
What was going on?
After a few seconds of impatient nagging, Carlos had gulped and finally made his decision. It wasn't that he didn't want to sacrifice things for his friends, but this… kinda just crossed his inner boundaries.
He tried explaining it to the group, telling them that he would do anything but kissing the girl. To his delight, they easily accepted his apology. They decided that buying some refreshments would be a good way to punish him, and that's how Carlos ended up in his current predicament.
Speaking of which, the boy had almost arrived at his classroom. He hoped his friends had completely forgiven him by now… the young master silently prayed.
Eh? He looked at the hallway in front of him. There seemed to be a person sitting on the floor by the classroom.
The person had long, curly strawberry blond hair that covered up her face, and her denim backpack was sprawled across the floor.
Carlos drew nearer.
Having heard someone's footsteps, the girl's head shot up and glanced over, allowing Carlos to catch a glimpse of her features.
"Elizabeth?!"
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