The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

Chapter 283

~SCARLETT~

“I can’t believe I’m at one of these football games,” I mumble.

“Oh, cheer up!” Clara tells me. “How can you not enjoy this? It’s better to be at an event like this instead of being locked up in your room like you always are.”

“In case you haven’t noticed, sister, I prefer to be locked up in my room. It’s a lot more entertaining for me than this!” I point out.

She rolls her eyes, “You just need time to adjust to this. Believe me, when our academy wins, you’ll celebrate like the rest of us. I wish I knew how to describe the joy it brings.”

I was sure that she was speaking gibberish. There was no way that I would ever enjoy something like this.

“I don’t think I can do this, Clara,” I confess. “This is too much for me—the annoying crowd, the screaming girls, how close everyone is seated. I want to go home and relax. I’ve seen enough, and this is not for me.”

“Please, Scarlett.” She begs. “You need to just sit down for a few minutes, and you’ll see you will enjoy the game just like reading your books.”

“I already agreed to try and make Carter fall in love with me because he broke your heart, so I can break his. You’re my sister, and he was your boyfriend; I keep trying to make you see that this plan may backfire on all of us, but you won’t listen to me. I’m already doing so much; why must I attend this game also?” I demand.

“Carter deserves everything that’s coming for him. I’m incredibly grateful you even considered doing this for me because I asked you to. You’re more than my sister Scarlett. I promise you only need to continue this for a little while longer. Carter is already falling for you.”

Someone clears their throat at us and gains our attention.

“I’m sorry,” she apologizes. “I don’t have a ticket, so I must stand in the back here.”

“Do you go to our school?” I ask her. “I’m Scarlett, by the way.”

“I’m Clara, her sister.”

“And I’m Jenna, the best friend.”

“I’m not from here,” she answers. “I came with a woman that I work for. Her name is Giselle. As for my name, I’m not sure how to explain it, but I’ve lost my memories of my past and have no idea what it is or who I am. I’m sorry that I can’t give a proper introduction.”

and I’m incredibly unhappy she

can come sit with us,” I suggest. “We have an extra seat, and I would prefer giving it to you

She laughs.

that a yes?”

nods. “I’d love to; I only hope that Giselle

my eyes, “I see Giselle is one

your seats?”

We get front-row seats! Even though I hate these games, I know

you just overheard our little conversation,” Clara says,

have to worry about me telling anyone,”

Clara and I had to stop discussing our plans in public places. If one of those screaming girls had heard our conversation, it would

“I can already see you’re not like that. I wanted to explain properly so you don’t think we’re crazy. Also,

have to tell me,” she tells her.

mind stops noticing their conversation when I remember my alone time with Carter. I felt this weird feeling in my

into a loud cheer, it’s enough to distract

happening?” I ask

“They’re coming out.”

spot our school’s team heading onto the field. And then I see him, and for the first time in my life, my heart skips a beat because of Carter Prince. I’ve never seen him like this before. He looked so happy and alive like football was his life. He was smiling at his team and waving at the crowd. They loved him, everyone here. They were all cheering

the stadium lights, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone look this

first time, I think I understand why girls went so crazy over him. Because of this, I saw him in all his glory, playing his

minutes. Carter was the first to score, and he was also the second. He was also the reason why his teammate scored the third goal. Just like I

luck. He must train very hard to be that good at something like this. I always thought he was this spoilt, rich

used to feel so proud knowing that I was his girlfriend. I felt lucky knowing I was the one he

I got a bit carried by how good he was and how much everyone adored him while he played. I’m happy

were still with him thinking that he loved you and was loyal to you when he was cheating, and everyone around you knew it and didn’t bother telling you.” I tell her. “Trust me, you’re doing much better

I can still see the excitement and pain

girl who’d just joined us excused herself before the game could end and we all said goodbye even though our

almost forgot about this part!” Clara exclaims

part?” I ask her,