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.”

surprise me, and I’m incredibly unhappy

suggest. “We have an extra seat, and I would prefer giving it to you than any other girls around here. They often scream, and

She laughs.

that a yes?” Clara asks

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

roll my eyes, “I see Giselle is

your

of having a popular older sister. We get front-row seats! Even though I hate these games, I know it’s impressive to get the opportunity

you just overheard our little conversation,”

about me telling anyone,” she assures

discussing our plans in public places. If

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

she tells

Carter. I felt this weird feeling in my belly,

loud cheer, it’s enough to

happening?” I

“They’re coming out.”

her gaze and 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

under the stadium lights, and I don’t think

Because of this, I saw

point within the first few minutes. Carter was the first to score, and he was also the second. He was also the reason why

gotten this good just by luck. He must train very hard to be that good at something like this. I always thought he was this spoilt, rich kid with no ambition or

how good Carter looked at these games. He always outshone everyone around him. I used to feel so proud knowing that I was his girlfriend. I felt lucky knowing I

got a bit carried by how good he was and how much everyone adored him while he played. I’m happy for her reminder; I needed to remind myself who he was constantly. Yes, he had good qualities, but it seemed like the bad

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

but I can still see the excitement and pain

who’d just joined us excused herself before the game could end and

this part!” Clara

part?” I