What? It's only been three days and I've already updated?! Lol yes, yes I have. And hopefully, the next one will be even sooner! Enjoooy xx
T H I R T Y - T H R E E
Last night was really fun.
We crashed into the gym where Chance usually went to to train for an upcoming match, and trained hardcore all night. Well... That's what we initially planned. We went around to every machine and joked around on them, which was so much fun but I think I might've broken the treadmill. And also my butt when I flew off it. Anyways, then we actually went back to training and it was all professional...
... But then things got really intimate.
Chance and I started punching each other. Really violently.
In fact, to the point that I, with my mighty punches, knocked Chance out unconscious. Jokes! In my dreams.
The actuality is, we both ended up getting knocked out. Oh not by each-other, no, but by the temptation of sleep.
You must be wondering, how did we not get kicked out? Because fortunately, Chance's father happened to own this gym and the manager was well aware of that.
However it was unfortunate for me because when I woke up, Chance's body was on top of mine.
Oh how romantic! — no. Remember last time? Yeah, not very lovely nor romantic at all.
Next thing I knew, I was gasping for air. Oh my gosh, did I even get to breath while I was asleep? Why is he so heavy?!
"Chance." I hissed, struggling to get him off me. No avail, he just continued to snore and drool on my shoulder. With a shout this time, I called, "CHANCE!"
Instantly he jumped, giving me the perfect opportunity to push him away. A sensational feeling of relaxation flowed within me. Finally, I can breath properly!
Chance groaned, running a hand through his messy, yet flawless-looking hair. "What time is it?"
We were currently in a private training room and from outside, I could hear many people talking and machines rolling. There's probably a lot of people getting their morning daily exercise, no big deal.
I shrugged. "Probably around 7ish."
"Uh Riley?" Chance worry-laced voice called as he tapped his watch. "It's 10:30am."
I gasped, CRAP! We're an hour and thirty minutes late for school!
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And now we were two hours late for school!
Struggling to put on my school tie, I grabbed my bag and rushed out of the front door and down the driveway, where Chance and Elva were waiting impatiently in the car.
"Geesh you took your time!" Chance snapped, grabbing my seatbelt and slamming it locked in. I swiftly took in his appearance and found myself awestruck for a second. Damn, now that he wasn't dressed as a dork, the school uniform fitted him like a glove. He looked really handsome!
I smirked in my mind. That's my man.
However, in reality, I scoffed. "Well I'm sorry that you don't have to put on a wig, fake brows, two side-burns and wrap up your bosoms everyday!"
"You're not going to tell everyone?" Elva asked, seeming genuinely curious.
"Well..." I contemplated the idea for a moment, then firmly shook my head. "Nope. I do not want a mob of angry girls after me."
"Well at least you don't have a mob of love-sick girls after you..." Chance muttered bitterly. As if on cue, his phone rang with a message that I could see contained too many heart emojis to be friendly.
"Do you reply to them?" I looked at him with eyes as sharp as a knife, ready to slice him if he even uttered the wrong answer.
"Well no, except for one." He replied very bluntly and my hand reached out to pull his hair-roots out, but he quickly grabbed my wrist. "Her name is Riley Coleman."
Unwillingly, a grin broke onto my face. Curse you, emotions.
"You two kiddos are together?!" Elva screeched with bewilderment.
"Hey!" I shouted, crossing my arms with a smirk now on my face. "Like how you and your assistant are?"
Elva's face immediately flushed a sweet shade of baby pink, as she struggled to get words out. "I-I have no idea what you're talking about, Miss Coleman."
"Oh I think you do, Mrs soon-to-be-Wires..." I sang in a small voice, yet possibly still audible to Elva's ears.
"What did you just say?!"
"Nothing." I quickly snapped, hoping that she didn't really catch that. I looked over to Chance who as expected, reflected surprise in his eyes. Was I really the only one who knew about the little thing going on between Elva and John?
At last, we arrived at the front of school where students were hanging out all over the grounds since it was lunchtime. I sighed and hopped out of the car, shoving my hands into my pockets whilst walking through the school gates. I pondered about how not all the weight of my secret had been lifted off my shoulders. There was still a whole school to confess to. Oh, and not to mention, that also consisted of hundreds of screaming girls who are in love with the man-Riley.
Speaking of hundreds of screaming girls...
The school doors flung open as they all rushed towards me with their hands out, ready to grab and their high-pitched screams. You see? They were obsessed with m— or not...
They all ran right passed me — and shoved me during it too — to attack a specific someone walking behind me called Chance. Of course.
"Oh my Greek-God!" One girl squealed, grabbing a startled Chance's collar. "Chance my love, I didn't know you were so hot!"
Chance, your love?! My fists balled up and I was ready to punch the daylights out of this chick.
Luckily, another girl came out of nowhere and shoved that girl for me. Unluckily, she placed her hand on his chest and sighed. "Wow, you really are overwhelmingly handsome! I think I'm going to faint..."
"Oh, how about I make you faint for real?" I grumbled under my breath, squeezing my fists into a tighter ball.
"Woah easy there!" Orio laughed from behind me. He placed his hands on my shoulders and began massaging them. "Calm down darling, you look like you're about to murder those girls."
"That's because I am!" I spat through my gritted teeth. Chance looked so hopeless and overwhelmed in the midst of these chicks, poor him! And when another girl almost kissed his cheeks, I had it. Stepping forward to launch myself at the crowd, I was immediately halted by Orio.
"Ah, ah, ah! Not so fast!" Orio hissed, patting my shoulder before walking ahead of me. "I'll take care of this."
Rummaging through the crowd, Orio took a few minutes to make his way in front of Chance. With a voice so loud even I could hear it clearly, he shouted, "LADIES PLEASE! You're suffocating him and that's not very attractive. Do you really think he's going to be with you if you suffocate him to near death?! First impression is important, so run along while you still have the chance to make one!"
I smiled proudly. That's my bestie!
The entire crowd of girls grew silent, as they all took his points into consideration.
Suddenly some girl shouted, "Hey! Don't you like guys too?"
Another girl gasped before saying, "You just want Chance for yourself! Get him!"
The entire crowd went into action as they began attacking poor Orio. I humphed, marching my way through all the girls and just in front of both Orio and Chance.
Spreading my arms out to protect them, I shouted, "Ladies! Calm down, please!" They all gradually get quieter, and I twist my head as far as I can to whisper to Orio, "I'll cover for you two. Run!"
Chance and Orio do not hesitate for a split second. The next thing I knew, they were already out of here. I laughed nervously and with the manliest voice I could muster, I said, "Uh, hi dudes— I mean ladies."
With small flirty giggles and batting eyelashes, they shyly greeted me back. I tried my best not to shiver. Dang, this is so wrong in every level.
"I... uh... have something really, really important to tell you all."
"You can tell us anything, Riley." A girl with fiery, red hair spoke in a soft, flirty voice. Yep, this is beyond wrong.
"Um, okay but you're not going to like it." I laughed uneasily, fidgeting with my fingers anxiously.
"Don't worry, we'll totally still love you." Another girl with bright pink braces winked. Oh, you have no idea.
I shook my head. "I really don't think so. Unless you're also into girls..."
"What are you talking about?" Girl with blonde hair tied into a tight bun queried, chewing her gum visciously.
"You see, I'm not who you think I am..." I took a deep breath and closed my eyes momentarily. Then, I began taking off my bushy eyebrows, my sideburns and then last but not least, my wig, allowing my medium-length hair to flow down my shoulders and rest above my chest. "I'm a girl, and I've been pretending to be a boy."
Silence. I've been getting a lot of that recently...
The crowd of many, many girls just stared at me with wide eyes and stacked jaws. The blonde-haired girl's gum fell out of her mouth.
Once again, I laughed nervously before singing, "Happy April fools!"
"It's July." Girl-with-the-braces replied sassily, shooting me a dirty look.
And then a horrible thing happened: many of them started vomiting. And no, I don't mean metaphorically I mean literally!
I tried not to puke myself by watching them and looked away.
However, then another horrible thing happened. One girl shouted, "Get her!"
The next thing I knew, I was running for my life. Dammit, I did not expect that! Wow really Riley? What did you expect, flowers and a balloon saying 'congratulations, it's a girl!'?
"Psst, Riley! Over here!" Orio shout-whispered at me. I twisted on my heels to located his source of voice, and found him peaking through an abandoned change room. Racing towards it, Chance pulled me in just in time as the mob of crazy girls ran passed.
"You confessed!" Chance exclaimed with surprised eyes as he took in my now very feminine appearance.
"Yup. And as you can see, it didn't go very well."
"Who cares, you're leaving tomorrow anyway." Orio smiled sadly, before embracing me into a huge bear hug. "Awe my bestie! Have I told you that I'm going to miss you so, so much?"
I chuckled, trying ever so hard not to cry like a baby. "I'm going to miss you heaps too, Orio."
Suddenly, Chance's phone tinged with a new message.
I raised a brow. "Let me guess — another girl?"
Chance laughed. "Nope, it's my dad. He wants to see me tonight." His face hardened and he seemed to appear anxious and concerned.
Knowing that he's under a lot of pressure, I place my hand on his with a radiant smile. "Don't worry! 'No one has a chance against Chance', remember?"
He snorted, shaking his head. "Right."
Orio raised his left brow at the both of us and I mouthed an, "I'll tell you later" to him. He nodded back with a wink.
And so we sat there, chatting in an abandoned changing room and hiding from a mob of angry chicks for the rest of lunch. This may sound weird but to be honest, it was actually pretty fun.
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A/N: Soo... Who's ready for a chapter in Chance's POV? ;)