Chapter 42
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"I'm not worried." I denied it.
"So why are you crossing your fingers?"
I quickly uncrossed my fingers then turn to look at him. "I'll be the winner of our lil competition."
"You remember that?"
"Of course I do, that's the whole point of the Karaoke, don't tell me you forgot?"
"No, I haven't forgotten. I know that I'm going to win."
Christina turned and looked at us, "Are you guys coming for the best singer?"
I laughed, "Nope."
"We're competing for the worst singer spot." Valdo finished.
She looked at the two of us and shook her head, "You guys are something else."
Valdo and I looked at each other and smile.
"Oh my god." My eyes went over to the voice. It was a new member of the DFSM Foundation. Her name is Ashley. She has a four-month-old baby and recently ran away from her abusive boyfriend. She has curly red-hair and beautiful green eyes. Even though her boyfriend abused her, she always kept a smile on her face even when it was obvious she's sad.
She lifted her head and smile, "I got number two."
I closed my eyes; I was hoping she got Number one.
Valdo chuckles beside me, "You shouldn't worry about your number, you know you'll lose even if you go first."
I ignored his statement and continued to watch Hannah as she went from one person to the next. She was also close to our table, and I could feel the sweat running down my forehead.
"I'm unofficially the most unlucky woman on the planet." I looked at Emily as she spoke. She lifted her hands, "You guys can calm down now. I'm going first. My last name is Allen, so I used to get picked first on a lot of things while in school. I hated it so much."
I let out a sigh of relief. Thank god it's not me, but I felt a little sorry for Emily. But I guess she'll be fine, she naturally confident.
I saw Hannah heading towards Valdo and I. I looked at him, "It's time. May the worst singer wins."
"That would be me."
"He's going to win," Hannah said. "I love him with all my life, but I'm telling you. Do you know how a rooster sounds when it's crowing?" I nod my head. "Well imagine that on a grater."
I laughed, "He can't be that bad."
Hannah shrugged, "You'll see." she looked between the two of us, "Go ahead. Choose your numbers."
I dipped my hand in the bag and took up my number. I lifted it to eyes and looked at it. "It got eight." I looked at Valdo, "Your turn."
Valdo dipped his hands in the bag and took out his number. He laughed when he saw it. He turned it towards me than his mother.
"Talk about saving the worst for last," Hannah muttered. She smiled at me, then walked towards the last table.
"Do you want me to get you something before we start?"
I looked up and him and smiled, "Sure. Thank you."
When Valdo was gone, Christina turned to me, "He's crazy about you."
I blushed at her words, "No. He isn't." I hadn't told anyone about Valdo and I's relationship, primarily because I didn't want people thinking that I was only using him for his money.
She smirk, "I know I'm young, but I can tell when a man is in love."
"How can you tell?" I asked.
"I've been reading romance novels since I was 11, why do you think this happened to me," she said, pointing down at her tummy. "I thought Calum loved me; he told me so many times that I believed him. Never trust a guy who tells you he loves you on the first date and never trust a guy that's older than you."
"Valdo is older than me," I muttered.
"That's different. He's different. He would never do that, especially knowing what his mom went through with him."
I placed my palm over her hand, "Calum is a jerk. He doesn't deserve you. One day you're going to find your Mr Darcy."
"You've read Pride and Prejudice." she looked at me amazed.
"About a hundred times," I admitted.
She smirked at me, "I think you might be my new best friend."
I touched my chest hurt, "I wasn't before."
She hesitated, "We only met a few weeks ago."
I laughed, "I'm messing with you. I'd love to be your new best friend. Come to think of it; I've never even had a best friend."
She raised her brows at me, "Really?"
I nod, "I was always hanging out with my ex-boyfriend's friends that I forgot to make my own."
"That's kinda sad."
"What's sad?" Valdo asked as he came back with both hands full.
Christina shrugged, "Oh, nothing. We're justing talking about girl things."
Valdo placed the slices of cake on the table. "Would you like one Christina?"
She looked down at the table, "But there is only two."
He lifted one of the plates off the table and handed it to her, "Here, have mine. I'll go back for one slice." Before Christina could respond, he was already across the room.
"Can I have him?"
I laughed. "He's way older than you."
"Age is just a number." she beamed.
"And prison is just a cell."
"Touche." she lifted the fork and took a bite of her cake. "This is really good."
"It is?" I asked eagerly.
She nodded between a moan.
"I made it," I confessed.
She froze and looked at me, "No way."
I nod with a smile on my face. She knew that when I just arrived, I had no idea bake." Who helped you?" she looked at me suspiciously.
I lifted my hands, "I swear I did it by myself. I've had a lot of free time lately, so I watch videos on YouTube, and I try them out."
