Chapter 14

    As soon as I get home I throw myself on the bed. I bury my face in my fluffy white pillow. So many things were running through my head, however one thought dominated it all. Cline. Why didn't I realize it earlier? How many years had it been? He looked so different compared to how he used to look. "I'm going to marry her," Cline said. I close my eyes, remembering the day I made that promise with him.

"Melina!" Cline shouted running over to me. I sat on the ground, sniffing as tears rolled down my cheek. Cline huffed angrily bending to look at my skinned knee. "I told you to stop following us! No girls allowed. What part of that don't you get?" I sniffed again, wiping the tears off my dirty face, "But I don't have anyone else to play with." Cline roughly helped me up, glaring at me in annoyance, "You're so stupid Melina." But he took my hand anyway and lead me home and yelled to his friends that he would come back.

That was the kind of person Cine was. Even though he acted annoyed and like he didn't care, when it came down to it he was actually really kind and caring. I was still crying as he walked me home. "Stop crying already," Cine said. I tried too, but my knee hurted alot. "You won't let me play with you! You always leave me alone.I only play with you guys because I don't have any friends." Cline sighed and patted my head, "Don't cry Melina. I promise when we grow up we'll get married, okay? I'll take care of you."

    And look at me now. I'm all grown up. I'm not the crybaby I was when we were little so that promise didn't matter. Besides we were just kids. Kids always made promises they didn't mean. I sit up in bed. Was Cline just being Cline or was he being serious? I clutch my head. I have a headache. Cline, Leo, Dread, Laurence...who are the real ones? Who is fake? Who is my soul mate? But the most important question of all--was this Love Game even worth it? What if none of them were my destined one? 

   "What! Fleano confessed to you?" I exclaim in surprise. It was pretty obvious he cared about Angel, but I didn't actually think he liked her! But thinking back, his actions did make a lot of sense. "So, what was your answer? Did you say yes?" I ask. Angel blushes, tugging on her hood, "I-I haven't replied yet." I close my locker, "Why not? Fleano's a nice guy and he seems to really care for you." Angel looks at the ground, "Tha-that's the problem. He's so nice. I don't know if this is a dream or not. This is the first time in my life that a boy has confessed to me." Her voice turns to a whisper, "Do-does he really like me for me?"

   Fleano suddenly appears and gives Angel a peck on the burnt side of her face. "I like you for you, Angel. This is not a dream." Angel blushes bright red. I smile at the two. "You guys should totally date! You're so cute together." Angel turns even redder and pulls on her hood to hide her face. "No we're not." Fleano laughs, "Thank you for the compliment Melina."

   I sigh while l stare out the window at the blue sky. Would I ever find the right guy for me? Someone pokes me in the back. I turn around to glare at the emo/goth kid whose name is Christopher. "Can you stop doing that?" Christopher or Cross as he likes to be called grins at me. "Uh sorry to intrude on your little daydream, but Mrs. Hilt just called on you." I blush in embarassment, facing the front of the classroom. Mrs. Hilt points to the board, "Would you please give me the answer to this question?"

   After fourth period, to my surprise, Cross follows me down the hall. "What do you want?" I ask crossly. Cross leans against a locker. "I know this is none of my business, but which dude are you going to choose?" I eye him suspiciously, "And why do you want to know?" Cross shrugs, "What? A guy can't be curious? You're surrounded by hot guys, how could you not have a crush on one of them?" I turn to face him, "Probably because I don't feel any attraction to them?" Cross points a black painted fingernail to himself,"Then what about me?"

I stare at him in shock. What? Is Cross saying he likes me too? I hold up a hand, "Wait, I already have like four guys who like me already." Cross laughs, "What are you talking about? I'm not saying I like you. I'm talking about Angel." My mind goes blank. "What?"

Cross smirks, "Oh, I like you too. I just find Angel more...interesting." I feel so embarassed. I just looked like some arrogant girl thinking all the guys out there like her or something. Cross gives me a pat on the shoulder. 

"Love Game, right? If it's a game, shouldn't it be more like one?" As he walks away he gives me a wink.