"Are we disturbing you Miss Stuart?" I jerked up awake to see Mr. Benson standing over my head.

Apparently my tiredness caught up and I slept in Maths. I mean who lives through all that crap?

"No, sir, I am not well." I lied immediately making a sick face.

"what is it?" He asked concerned a knitted brow formed instantly.

Poor man, I hated lying to him. He was the best of all the teachers.

"Oh, just slight headache and weakness." I said truthfully.

"Do you need nurse's office?" He asked.

I shook my head with a small smile try to say I was fine. He left looking unconvinced and I sighed in relief.

"I thought you were going to get detention today." Stacey said from behind me.

I shot her a proud smirk as to how I avoided the crisis.

I have been tired after all the working the other day, deciding the guest list and then stupid super star messing with my head. I was stupid, impulsive and reacted as he expected. He threw me a challenge and I accepted to go to some lame party.

Mental groan.

And now the day came when I was half sleeping through my classes. I was kind of glad that video dance rehearsal was on weekends else I would died, literally. But today I had to be at studio for my dance class which was every alternate day.

As the classes ended I dragged myself to the LEE labels in Leah's car. She had the best collection but she also always have a boy ready to be her ride. So I half own the car.

Where are you?-Brad

Outside LEE, wbu?- Me

I am running late, try to stall Jessice, please.- Brad.

HAHA, like I could. I will go in the class when you come so we can share Jess' wrath.-Me

That works too, I owe you one.- Brad

Ice cream at Candy&Crushes then?-Me

Done ! Brad.

So I walked inside but avoided the floor where I had the slightest chance to meet Jessica and also my dad's office. Strolling around mumbling curses to Brad, I heard a whistle. My feet stopped in the path. I was apparently on last second floor and the voice was coming from terrace.

The whistle was...magical. That was all I could say for it. For some unknown reason by heart beat grew faster, thudding loud enough for me to hear. Feeling dazed and overwhelmed, I climbed up the stairs and the whistle grew louder.

It was the kind of melody that makes you blush, make you feel special and have happy thoughts. Before I could open the terrace door and find out who the hell was whistling my cell phone rang.

"I am here, where are you?" Brad said over phone panting, probably running to class.

"Coming, don't get inside without me. I will kill you." I threatened rushing down the stairs.

But it seemed liked we both were made to stay extra half hour for our late arrival and that was fine by me.

***

C&C was the place famous for ice cream, they had all the weird flavour which might make you wonder, who eats this shit? But they also have some finger licking good flavours.

Brad paid for our ice creams and we sat on a booth , being weekday mostly empty.

I licked my double scoop of almond and chocolate and mentally danced.

"You look mental Elise." He said laughing at my expression.

"And you are mental Brad." I stuck my tongue at him making him laugh harder.

"Okay, we have to organise the game night." He said finally putting the dreaded file in front of me.

This was the kind of work that didn't bother me.

"How about capture the flag?" I said in love with the game.

"Cliché Elise." He said shaking his head in a no.

"Then hide and seek?" I grinned.

"What are we , nine?" He said grinning back.

After a moment, my hand slapped the table grabbing some attention.

"Idea?" Brad asked warily at my behaviour.

"Idea." I nodded.

He leaned closer with curiosity.

"Chain of games." I said smiling widely.

"Huh?" Brad looked confused.

"Okay, we make a chain of games, all the kind that refreshes our childhood memories. Musical chair, dancing mat, zombie and human, passing the parcel and then a music challenge, pick work kind, what say?" I said excited about the whole thing.

"This is freaking awesome Elise." He said and we high fived.

"Your sister coming?" I asked with a frown.

"Unfortunately yes." He said with a sympathetic expression.

"Wonderful." I mutter out in sarcasm and Brad chuckled.

"Ask Leah and Sam to help, I will bring out the Nate and Jacob from team. We only have four days Elise." He said now getting up.

"Brad, manners! I am still eating." I said whining as he got up gulping the whole ice cream in a go.

But I was enjoying each bite and lot of mine was left.

"I am sorry. Work for game night, you finish up and leave later." He said sincerely apologetic.

I huffed and rolled my eyes at him. He left waving a good bye not a least bit affected by my huff. If I had a brother, he would be exactly like Brad, annoying yet super awesome.

I enjoyed my ice cream, surfing net side by side. A cough made me lift my head from the phone and I was totally shocked to find Weston sitting across the table. Wasn't he a celebrity not to be seen in such a public place?

"I frequent this place when there is no rush." He said as if reading my thoughts.

And 'O' formed from my mouth as understanding kicked in.

"Can I taste what you are eating?" He asked eyeing it greedily.

"You are loaded celeb, get your own. And isn't it beneath you to share an ice cream with a hypocrite like me." I snapped at him.

His eyebrows arched, totally amused.

"Still annoyed at that Stuart?" He said not bothered by my rudeness.

It amazed how a star was taking all my tantrums. And then he suddenly bend down and licked lightly the chocolate scoop. My lower jaw must have dropped to the ground when I realised what just happened.

"You ruined my ice-cream!" I whisper yelled at him.

He shrugged lightly with a smile playing on his lips. Sighing I slumped back on the chair.

I can't just throw away that much good ice cream, so not trying to puke I resumed eating like nothing happened. His eyes widened and then a slow smile formed on his lips.

"We just had an indirect kiss Stuart." He pointed out trying to hold in the laughter.

"What the hell does that mean?" I asked sharply.

"You ate from the same point I did, so we shared an indirect kiss." He explained making me scoff.

"Indirect is the only way we can kiss and no, this will not make me give up on my ice-cream." I retorted feeling annoyed at his words.

"Why, because your boyfriend gave you this?" He asked sneering with an edge to his tone.

"Brad is not my boyfriend, he is more like a brother." I defended myself for some stupid reason.

I notice him relax and his lips stretch into a happy smile. What is it to him?

"Game night, huh?" He asked interested in it.

"You were eavesdropping?" I tried to make it sound like displeased tone but the mention of game night made me happy.

"Well I was sitting in the next booth, you didn't notice and you guys were loud enough." He explained his behaviour.

"So you know what a game night now, what else do you want to know?" I asked shortly.

"A ray of sunshine aren't you?" He teased me.

"I want to know if I can join in?" He asked the question seriously but I burst out laughing.

"What?" He asked with a frown.

"You are fucking celebrity for god's sake Hamilton, you can't just join in a normal game night." I said between my laughter.

He just gave me a deadpanned look. He was serious about this.

"Why?" I asked trying to control the laughter.

"What's so funny Stuart? Just because I am celebrity, I can't have some damn fun. I can't play games?" He looked kind of hurt by my actions and I felt guilty.

"It's not that Weston, it would super weird with you around. Girls will all fawning over you and I don't think games would be fair with you there. Every other girl will want you to win." I explained in a gentle tone.

He was just a teenager like I was and probably his stardom didn't allow him too much friends and fun time. But he did had a new girl on his arm according to tabloids.

A smile formed on his face.

"You called me Weston." He said , something totally out of context but yeah I did.

"One time thing Hamilton." I told him lightly eye rolling at him.

His smile shifted from a nice one to his arrogant smirk.

"You think girls will be fawning over me?" He said making me realise my slip up.

"You are going to hold this one for long?" I asked in a defeated tone and he nodded to prove my point.

"Then we do something else." He suggested leaning in, his arms on the table.

Keep away those eyes, keep away those eyes.

"What?" I asked totally staring at him.

"I join in and only girl who can challenge me, plays with me." He said with a full on smile that had a weird affect on my heart.

"Trust me you don't have an anti-fan at my school, I have tried finding one to join me." I said with a scoff.

"So you play against me, in all those games." He suggested with devious glint in his eyes.

I take in breath sharply stunned at his words. He wants to play with me? Well technically against me but whatever.

"Fine, Hamilton game on!" I accepted with a smirk of my own having the last bit of ice cream.

"Game on, Stuart."

And then he got up and bending down really close, his thumb brushed against my power lip. Deep down I was annoyed and infuriated at his gesture, at his sudden proximity.

But I was too shocked to react, my whole body heated up at his minor touch.

"And thanks for the ice-cream Stuart." He said with a wicked smile and left me under the daze of some evil black magic he did on me by wiping off some ice cream from my lips.

There is no way his charms will work on me if he think I am an easy girl like the dozen he screwed. Game on Hamilton, you just challenged the wrong girl for game night!

But did he? I just agreed to other thing he wanted, first dance then this.

What next? Skinny dipping in Arctic Ocean.

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