Chapter 330

"Why are you acting so pent-up and giddy?" Eras says looking at me and I have to snap my attention back to him.

I need to focus on him yet again.

"I am waiting for someone?".

"You didn't say you invited anyone else here?" he says and I realise now that I have just spoken aloud. I didn't mean to tell him that I'm waiting for someone, I didn't mean to tell anybody anything about anyone.

This is supposed to be a surprise, it is supposed to be a surprise to wipe that smug grin off Scott's face.

"How are you coming along with our bet?" I say looking at Oakley and I can swear that she's practically sweating.

She's practically sweating because... "This place is filled with people. How do you expect me to pick just five. If you can point five people out, then I will go talk to them".

I shake my head.

"No, that wasn't the conditions of the bet. I said you would go up and talk to five random people, they wouldn't be so random if I picked them out right?"

"They will still be random because you do not know them?" She says tabling an argument. I smile at her.

"You want me to pity you and pick out simple people" I say looking at her and she smiles.

"You know that you are very prejudiced, exactly why would you refer to people as simple people". I scoff.

No matter what she's saying I know what she wants to do. I know what she wants to do by making me select people for her to go talk to.

She knows that deep down in my heart, I actually feel some pity for getting her roped into this, and so I would not want her to simply go talking to the first person she saw. I wouldn't want her to die talking to the second person either, so I would simply select people who looked shy. I would not select the outgoing guy who was practically sitting a few seats away from us".

It is taking all my willpower not to point this guy out because there is that vibe around him, that vibe that makes him feel dangerous and I doubt danger is what Oakley is in need of now.

"Just select five random people and go talk to them, then you can get yourself a week supply of cupcakes" 

She's looking at me and biting her lips almost like the week's supply of cupcakes promise is too good to be true.

I place a hand on my heart and I raise the other one in the air.

"I promise, if you are able to do this. I will get you a week's supply of cupcakes"

"With whose money?".

Scott is staring at his phone as he's talking and I wonder what he's doing.

I wonder what he is doing on that because there's a practical movie going on in front of us.

All right the movie isn't that good anyways, I don't know why Eras even insisted we watch it.

He seems more content watching all of us go through our little bits of conversation.