I HAVE NEVER been so happy in my entire life. We were now downstairs, the boys were in a line, already saying the names of the ones that are still in the competition.
I was part of the final ten that hasn't been called.
I was grinning ear to ear and I could not be any happier!
The boys were looking at me amusedly, while Trina and Mia were giving me sour looks.
Sorry girls, I'll see you in the outside world!
The nine girls beside me were almost crying.
Well, they were already crying.
"Dang. These girls should stop crying." I heard someone say from beside me.
I looked to the left and saw a five foot something girl in skinny jeans.
She looked Asian, but with a mix of something else.
I raised an eyebrow at her.
"Why aren't you crying?"
She rolled her eyes, "Oh please, if my mother even sees me cry or say something bad on this show, its back to boarding school for me."
I laughed all while offering her a hand, "Lotte Ryans."
She grinned, taking my hand.
"I know who you are. You're sorta famous 'round here. I'm Saliha."
"Famous? The hater thingy? Oh my goodness, they better let that go after I leave tonight." I scowled.
She looked at me questionably, "How sure are you that you'll leave tonight?"
"A hundred percent sure. I think they had a glitch while picking me." I crossed my arms on my chest.
She snorted, "Well, say that to the boys who have been talking about you non-stop during the dates."
I shrugged that off, "Sure, sure."
There were only five of us left.
"You are safe... Saliha Everest."
Saliha gave me a look that said 'See you later'.
I highly doubt that.
I looked in front and saw Zach give me a cheeky smile and Corbyn give me two thumbs up.
What was going o--
"And the final participant of the last 27, who also ranked first for this week's Boy Band Games is..." Jonah trailed off.
His eyes glinted with amusement.
I wonder who it is.
I should totally ready my leaving acceptance speech.
Yeah, I should go practice it agai--
"Charlotte Elora Ryans!"
My heart stopped and my palms turned cold.
I need air.
I looked at the boys who were cheering loudly, even Daniel, who has been sort of rude to me since Monday.
I scowled, my heart suddenly feeling indifferent.
Am I happy that I'm still in the show?
Am I angry?
Am I sad I don't get to leave?
Am I confused? Yes.
Am I stressing out?
Am I going to pass ou---
And then there was darkness.
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"Charlotte, wake up." I felt myself being swayed back and forth.
I immediately jolted up, soon clutching my head because of the sudden vertigo.
Beside my bed was Trina and Mia.
Was it just a dream?
I hope so.
Goodness, I pray so.
"What time is it?" I groaned out.
The two of them smiled at me.
"9 in the evening." Trina said, giggling.
"Oh. Uh, what time is the elimination?"
The two of them started giggling.
I scrunched my eyebrows at the two of them.
"What's wrong?" I questioned.
Mia stopped laughing, "I think you hit your head too hard."
"What?"
Great. Now I'm hella confused.
"The elimination was two hours ago." Someone very familiar said, walking in the room.
"Y-You were in my dream!" I pointed accusingly at her.
"Wait. T-two h-hours a-ago?" My eyes widened as I registered what the black-haired girl said.
Wait.
What?!
And then I screamed.
I'm pretty sure the whole house heard my blood curdling scream.
Saliha, Mia, and Trina looked at me amusedly.
"Woah, girl. Hold your horses!" Mia joked, laughing at my reaction.
I was still in the competition.
What do I do now?
Trina smiled at me, "Please chill out, there's a party downstairs that we don't want to disturb."
Okay new plan, try to get eliminated next week.
Yes.
That's a great plan.
Wait did she say-- party ?
I narrowed my eyes at her, "Party?"
The black haired girl looked at me and shrugged, "Yeah. The boys wanted to throw one to celebrate the remaining 27."
No wonder I could hear loud music.
"Oh." I replied.
Mia chuckled, "Don't worry, we're not required to go there."
"I thought we were?" Trina asked confusedly.
"Yeah, we're still not going." Mia laughed out.
I stayed silent.
I don't know what to do here anymore.
I feel sad.
"Lotte? 'Ya okay?" Mia waved a hand in front of my face.
I breathed out a sigh, covering myself with the thick white comforter.
We were inside mine and Mia's room.
The others were scattered across the room.
Mia was on our bed, Trina on the vanity, and Saliha on the small brown loveseat.
Mia and Trina must have seen mine and Saliha's encounter earlier and added her in our small group.
I felt Mia scooch closer to me.
"Hey, what's wrong? If 'ya want to go to the party, 'ya can tell m--"
"I don't wanna be here anymore." I mumbled, cutting her off.
I felt.. sad.
She surprisingly heard it and called the girls over.
I heard a few mumbles before Mia removed the covers from my face.
"We'll take your mind off things." Saliha gave me a huge grin.
"I'm making egg nog!" Trina volunteered.
Mia smiled, "And I'll make that Pita 'ya like very much."
"So, you in?" Saliha asked.
All of them giving me puppy dog eyes.
I'm afraid of dogs but...
I bit my lip, thinking it over.
It could take my mind off of things, right?
Plus, there's nothing wrong with partying with friends, right?
Oh and, I do think that nothing could go wrong.
But its me we're talking about, every action I do involves some type of mishap.
What if--
Wait what?
What is wrong with me?
I don't do what if's.
I just do.
"Okay, I'm in."
"Now it's time for dress up!" Trina screamed, throwing dresses and various heeled shoes at me.
Okay, where the flickity fluck did those come from?
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