Unscripted

Chapter Twelve - Apologies

author's note: ...not suitable for public - sorry in advance!

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Yep. We were fucked. I glanced over at Emily, who, for once seemed a bit disgruntled and seemed to hesitantly write her answer on her board. I looked over at Dani, and she simply lifted an eyebrow at me.

This fucking show.

I frowned and wrote down Emily and I. I braced myself for the storm that would surely form after.

Emily and I didn't flip our boards around when it was time to show our answers. Instead, we both looked at each other. I pressed my lips together and felt my tummy do a little flip when her dark eyes seemed to convey to me, 'it's going to be alright.' Why was I looking for her comfort?

I gripped the podium and bit my bottom lip as silence consumed us. I gulped as Dani finally chimed in. "Emily and Cara - care to tell the others why you two haven't lifted up your boards?" I should've known that Emily and I being on the same show wasn't a huge coincidence. They must've examined both of our applications and seen our mutual friends. It didn't take a rocket scientist to see that we were basically in the same friend groups back home.

It was Emily that responded, for which I was grateful.

Carefully, she said, "Cara and I are from similar friend groups, so we've crossed paths a bit."

From across the floor, I heard Janelle mutter, "Knew it."

Cassie frowned, "Wait. If you two are from similar friend groups, why didn't you tell us on day one? Why keep it a secret?"

Emily turned to her, "It just sorta mutually happened. I had no idea that Cara was going to be on this show, and she had no idea I was going on the show."

"Um," Cassie crossed her arms, "How the fuck did you two not know? How do we know you two didn't plot this to try to get the prize?" Ugh, I hated when Cassie was right.

Before Emily could respond, I piped up. "We're in the same friend group, but we don't interact much." I paused, "Honestly, I couldn't stand her - in and out of this show."

Charlie scoffed, "You can't stand her but you still kissed her on the first day here?"

I threw my hands up in the air, "Can you let that go? But, yeah, I guess. So what if I kissed Emily? That has nothing to do with us knowing each other, and if we knew this was going to blow up in our faces, then we would've told anyone."

Charlie rolled her eyes, "You should've told me that you kissed her. I thought my only competition was Becca." Again, why the fuck couldn't she pull me aside for this conversation?

I blew out an annoyed breath, and I looked to my side to see that Becca was also getting annoyed by having her name getting thrown around. "Charlie, ok - I'll admit that I should've been honest and told you that I kissed Emily. But, I'll admit, I think it's pretty fucking ridiculous that I have to have this argument with you. I can kiss whoever the hell I want, I'm not committed to anyone yet and I told you this straight up." I motioned over to Becca, "Sorry, Bec, not to put you under the spotlight, but I even told Bec this, and like a calm-rational person- she talked it out with me privately as long as I'm transparent with her."

Charlie hissed back, "Okay, well now I know that you have some sort of history with Emily. So, you'd think I'd deserve to know that especially when you put your tongue down my throat." Oh? Excuse me?

I was really starting to get pissed off. I ground my teeth together. "Emily and I do not have history. Sure, we knew each other before going on the show - but we didn't fix a plan or anything." I huffed out and decided to share, "I kissed Emily, because I think she's attractive - nothing more. Okay?"