"Hi there."
It was Celeste, Oliver’s older sister.
Holding a selfie stick while live streaming everything around her, she lowered it and leaned a bit towards them.
"You two look great together. How co I’ve never seen you before? Chloe? How are you, Chloe? I almost couldn’t tell it was you. Oh my, you look great."
"Thank you," Chloe responded, forcing a little smile.
Celeste rattled like a newscaster, exchanging handshakes with the goddess beside him while seemingly confused about his identity, but purposefully put him on hold as a tactic to grow his interest in her and her incredibly curious viewers.
Lowering her voice, she whispered, asking—
"Can I stream you guys?"
—but withdrew and promptly turned her back against them, then raised her selfie stick again before they could reply.
"Hello guys. Here we have one of Dominion High’s finest. Pretty, isn’t she? This is Chloe, and behind we have her equally, no less handso Dominion High’s finest partner. But oh no, even I don’t know his na. Hold on, let’s ask the handso guy."
Apparently, she had been so far away during the school week that she didn’t see the headlines. And previously, Miles was a common-level character that barely etched itself in her mory as part of her younger brother’s clique. In other words, he didn’t exist.
Most of the spectating students at this mont sucked in a cold breath.
Who didn’t know Miles after he brutally stepped on his bullies to fa?
"Handso, what is your na?"
Without noticing the oddity in the atmosphere, she pointed the selfie stick to properly capture Miles’ face for her viewers.
"His na is Miles, and please stop invading our privacy."
After noticing Miles’ eyes turn cold at his sister’s pretentious act, obviously not intending to play along, Oliver gritted his teeth and stepped in to save her from the embarrassnt that could ruin her career.
"Oh—"
Celeste was taken aback, and wanted to say a couple of things, but froze when she recognized the voice and the sharp, defiant eyes behind it.
"You—" her eyes widened. She wanted to retort to him, to ask how he slipped in here, but choked on her words after properly taking in his appearance.
The simple nerd she knew and hated was actually dressed superbly and had a girl beside him, his date.
’How is this possible? What happened?’
Her eyes quickly shifted to Simon, who was staring at her calmly while holding the hand of a girl, not looking bad either.
’This...’
She found it hard to believe and shifted her gaze to the next person.
’Theo?’
A vague na surfaced in her mind. Indeed, the person fit the image in her head. But the simp and weak temperant around them was no longer there.
’Wait, don’t tell ....’
Her heart leaped from the shock.
’...Miles.’
Although not many knew, there was only one person that shared the sa last na as Josephine, her rival.
Indeed, how could she have forgotten the disgusting boy that hung around her brother?
’Miles.’
The person before her was Miles, but compared to the weak, lean image in her head, he had bulked up a lot and looked athletic, even taller. Handso.
Seeing this, the other students began to buzz.
"What’s wrong with Celeste?"
"Did she see a ghost or sothing?"
"I bet."
"Wait, is it only , or does that dude actually share so semblance?"
"No way, are you blind—" the voice paused, startled.
On the live stream with 5,000 viewers, comnt after comnt spawned at the semblance between the two.
’Shit! Shit! What happened? How could they change this much?! Fuck! I fild Oliver, I’m so done. What should I do now? What should I do...’
Instantly an idea sprung up; hopefully, she could divert everyone’s attention from what just happened.
"Wow, wow, wow. What a surprise. Now that things are so interesting, why don’t I suggest a ga to spice things up?"
Celeste bead a bright smile, using her acting skills to gather a few people to agree.
"But first, let’s ask our birthday girl. Rachael, what do you think?"
"I’m excited."
Rachael agreed right away.
Amongst her guests today, Celeste had the highest priority. How could she refuse a person who was streaming her birthday, making her known by thousands of viewers?
"Alright. Let’s start with an icebreaker."
Celeste walked away from the table, flicked her fingers in the air, and Rachael nodded at soone. Then, more than half of the disco lights turned off.
The pool beca brighter and a wheel of countless nas was projected in it.
"So here is the rule. Each ti the wheel spins, the selected get to ask anyone any sort of question once. If you can’t answer, then you’ll have to leave a hundred bucks behind. Rember, always be honest."
"Woooahhhh!"
"Now we are talking!"
"Yeeeaahh! Let’s get this started, baby."
A wave of cheers and shouts erupted.
Those in the pool began slapping the water.
"Good," Celeste said, now holding a microphone as she walked towards the pool to stream the wheel beneath.
"Start."
Instantly the wheel began spinning, causing a lot of people to crane their necks just to look.
"Patrick Jones??"
Celeste called out the selected na, but unfortunately, the person wasn’t present since the ga had begun ahead of schedule.
"Maeve..."
"That’s ! That’s !"
The girl whose na happened to be selected excitedly stood up.
"Okay, go on. What’s your question and to whom?"
"Which girl do you consider Dominion High’s finest? Directing the question to Jason Kingsley."
As expected, the first question instantly set up waves, lighting up excitent in the eyes of the crowd. Everyone turned to Jason, who had been silently brewing so serious thoughts, sitting alone at a big round table and not expecting to be implicated in such a manner.
Shifting his gaze, he saw the curious eyes of the others, including Celeste, but taking a secret peek, the girl he wanted most was actually staring at soone else at this mont.
He took a breath and smiled to rein in his emotions.
"Unfortunately, I’ll prefer to leave behind a hundred bucks."
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