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.”

words surprise me, and I’m

suggest. “We have an extra seat, and I would prefer giving it to

She laughs.

a yes?”

I only hope

roll my eyes, “I see

your

having a popular older sister. We get front-row seats! Even though I

our little conversation,”

have to worry about

to stop discussing our plans in public places. If one of those screaming girls had heard our

along those lines,” Clara clarifies. “I can already see you’re not like that. I wanted to explain

to tell me,” she

my alone time with Carter. I felt this weird

into a loud cheer, it’s

happening?” I ask

“They’re coming out.”

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

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

time, I think I understand why girls went so crazy over him. Because of this, I saw him in

about that. The game starts and proves my point within the first few minutes. Carter was the first to score, and he was also the second. He was also the reason why his

have 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 goals. I can see that I was wrong; this was his dream, which he worked towards, and it

forgot 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 was the one he was coming home to at night while all the other girls wished they

words are enough to snap me back to reality. It’s just what I needed to stop falling for Carter’s skills on the field. 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

that you’re lucky to have found out. Imagine if you 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

me but I can still

could end and we all said goodbye

forgot about this part!” Clara exclaims

part?” I