| Fan Fiction |
by nineprincess
“Selina?” Hebe asked as she hugged her pillow. Selina was her roommate anyways. Genie and Ella were probably snoring away in the other room.
“Hmm?”
“What does ‘Couldn’t you guess mean?’ after you just said ‘Why are you so nice to me now’?” She asked as she stared at the wall and continued to hug her pillow.
Selina stopped scribbling down notes. She looked up and tapped her pen on the desk as she thought of the answer. “As far as my drama experience has gone, I think it’s either he wants to tell you something you’ll not like or you may like... or it could be both,” She answered.
Hebe averted her eyes to her friend and asked curiously, “What could be that something?” Her heart was feeling nervous and tense all of a sudden and her mind tried to be positive about it.
“Hmmm...” Selina leaned back the chair as she looked up the ceiling. “I watched one drama wherein the girl, who was previously arrogant to the guy, suddenly became nice....” Selina turned to get a peek of Hebe. She was looking down at her pillow and Selina thought it’s not bad to continue her story which she did so. “In the end, the girl announced her feelings for the guy but it was too late. Then, she told the truth... that she was sick and has been given only a few months to live.”
“What happened? In the end?” Hebe asked, unusual of her to be so interested in cliché stories like this. Selina then began to wonder why on earth did Hebe ask about that anyways.
“Uhhh... The girl obviously died and the guy was left with nothing but their treasured memories together. THE END,” Selina said. She noticed Hebe’s grip tighten unto her pillow. “Are you alright?”
Hebe loosened her grip when she noticed that she looked tense and all. “Yes. I’m going to sleep. Goodnight.” She quickly laid her body on the bed and covered herself with a blanket. And turned away from Selina. Even though, she wasn’t really sleepy.
On the other hand, Selina gave her friend another look- worried look- before going back to her scribbling.
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The next few days were alright. Practice in the afternoon and club promotions in the morning and a little bit of classes to add with that.
Days passed bay and soon, Friday came.
“Welcome to the Annual Musical Festival!” The principal began. He blabbed on and on as the excitement and thrill within the students arose. Clubs and performances were to be awaited.
“It’s currently... 8 in the morning. Remember to assemble in the school’s theatre at 10 for the real show! Enjoy kids!” The principal ended followed by loud claps and cheers as the students exited the assembly hall.
Meanwhile on the backstage, the musicians were preparing. Jiro’s electric guitar sounded cool as he slammed his fingers unto it with full force.
“Way to go, dude!” Arron said as he did high five with Jiro. On the other hand, Hebe sat down the chair, still in deep thought. As if knowing what Hebe’s thinking, Selina strutted into the backstage and pulled Hebe out of her seat.
“Wait! Where are you taking me?!” Hebe asked as she stopped Selina.
“To the clubs’ stalls! They have lots of booths set up!” Selina shrieked in excitement.
“But....”
“I LOVE BOOTHS! And I was curious of what Ella was planning to do with her club,” Jiro suddenly butted in.
“I’m cool with booths,” Arron said as he went beside Jiro.
“Hey guys over there! Wanna tag along?!” Selina said as she looked at the other members of the show. They looked at each other and nodded.
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“What the hell was that....” Arron stared as the volleyball club ended their performance. Hundreds of students clapped and he was the only one who didn’t.
“Wasn’t that great?! They did a musical! Using a volleyball game!” Jiro said in an amazed voice.
“I’m gonna get something to drink...” Arron went away as he heard his friends say ‘great work!’ ‘good job on the footwork!’... something like that. But it was weird to him to see something like that.
He went to a stand and ordered water. But someone ordered at the same time as his. The voice was familiar. He turned his head sideways to look at the person. And there she stood, looking back at him, with an uneasy smile.
“Oh... Arron,” She greeted as she took the bottle and paid her drink.
Arron paid his drink as well. They sat down the nearest bench they could find. Silence filled their surroundings. They didn’t know how to talk to each other. It somehow felt awkward.
“Arron, are you sick?” asked Hebe. That seriously did the job – to humor Arron.
“What?” Arron asked back as he tried hard not to laugh. “I’m not sick. What came to your mind that you thought I was sick?”
Hebe scratched her head and beamed a smile at Arron. “I’m glad you’re not sick or anything,” She replied, not answering Arron’s question.
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“THE ‘BE HONEST!’ BOOTH?” They all read as they stared at the sign over board.
“Cool!” They all thought except Arron and Hebe who obviously hated games like this.
The club president greeted them and they were brought to a tent. Each of them sat down on pillows. They formed a large circle.
Jiro, Hebe, Calvin, Selina, Danson, Genie, Arron, Angela and Mike. Chun and Ella did not join them for they were already full on participants; instead they went to another booth.
“Now, I want you to write your names on these pieces of paper and place it in the box at the middle,” the club president said.
They did so.
“I’m Rina Yu, the club president of Truth or Dare Club, and this is a revised version of truth or dare! Now for the mechanics, I will let the person I will point be the first and everytime you are chosen to be the next player, you’ll pick a paper from the box and the person you chose you will sing a your answer to the question you shall pick from the other box. OKAY? Enjoy!” The president said and pointed at Angela to start.
She then left the tent. Angela picked up a person and it was Calvin. She picked up a question that said, “Do you think he’s nice?”
“I think you’re nice and gentle. Just like that pretty girl with brown locks over there,” she sang in a nice melody.
Calvin blushed after hearing that for the pretty girl Angela was referring to was no other than Genie! Genie blushed as well.
Angela spun the bottle and it landed on Mike. Mike did the same and he got Rainie and the question, “Is she hot?”
Mike laughed and sang, “You’re such a hot, hot shawty.” Rainie gave him a flirtatious look. Hebe didn’t mind and she was surprised that she actually didn’t mind it.
She caught a glance of Arron and thought of what he is really hiding.
She sighed and the game went on.
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“What a pathetic booth that was,” Arron murmured.
“Ehhhh... It was nice! And fun!” Selina retorted back at him. Arron just sighed and continued walking. Then, a girl went near him and placed a handcuff on his hand before he could complain and yoke his hand away.
“What the hell is your problem!” Arron shouted. The girl ignored him and placed the other handcuff on Hebe.
“What is this all about?” Hebe asked, shocked. She eyed Arron and he just made a I-don’t-know-what’s-happening look. Their friends surrounded them and asked what happened and they got handcuffed.
“This is a handcuff,” the girl began.
“OBVIOUSLY,” Arron replied to her in a cold tone.
The girl’s smile grew wider. All of them thought she was crazy and weird by her strange look.
“This handcuff will not be removed until 9:50. So enjoy!” The girl went away as she laughed hysterically.
Hebe and Arron were left, surprised to be meeting such a fanatical person.
“Well, she must love handcuffs,” Hebe commented.
“SHIT,” Arron cursed inwardly as he stared at their handcuffed hands, making him blush in annoyance.
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I promise the next chapter will be SWEET! :)
I'm about to end this story btw. And I'm really focusing on updating it. ;))
I really want to start a new story. So, I'm planning to finish this up then year of luck too.
For the Year of Luck readers, I'm not going to update it tilL I feel like it. I'm going to focus on this story first.
There will be about 4 more chapters to go. :))
Good luck to me. I might update twice tomorrow or on 24. :))
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