accidentally
Chapter 2
I watched as my best friend grace the stage the
next afternoon with a smile across her face.
"This is Lacey Daniels, one of the infamous members of our school's cheerleading team!" Eliza called through the microphone, earning hoots from many jocks. "We'll start the bid at fourty dollars."
Immediately, a hand shot up. "I call fifty!"
"Sixty!"
"Seventy!"
"Ninety five!"
There was a moment of silence, making Lacey nervous, as she stood under the bright stage lights.
"Ninety five? Going once? Going twice!" Eliza said, waiting for someone's hand to shoot up.
"One hundred ten!" a voice suddenly called out, raising up their hand.
I watched as a smile of relief spread across Lacey's lips.
"One hundred and ten dollars, sold to Brandon Powell!" Eliza announced, slamming her gavel down on the podium.
The audience erupted into cheers, as Lacey bounced off the stage.
"Next up, we have," Eliza paused, squinting her eyes down on the sheet of paper written in front of her, "Arden Mason!"
My heart sank to the bottom of my stoamch, as my eyes widened.
Did she just say-
"Arden Mason! Come up here!" Eliza smiled down at me, her eyes locking into mine. "I see you in the audience!"
Suddenly, a group of people began to chant my name, urging for me to go up to that stage.
My feet were glued to the floor, as my mouth pouted open.
"Arden, go!" a girl shoved me out of my seat, making me stagger up.
My legs wobbled, as I made my way down the middle aisle, stepping up on the stage.
The bright lights made it hard for me to see, but I could make out Lacey giving me two thumbs up.
Oh, that little-
"We have Arden Mason here who is part of our school's photography club!" Eliza said through the microphone, voice high and over excited.
"Actually, I quit in freshman year." I corrected her, making her shoot a glare at me from the corner of her eyes.
"Let's start the bid at twenty five dollars!" she ignored me.
I pursed my lips, crossing my arms.
I watched as my best friend gave me an apologetic smile from the crowd.
In return, I gave her a death glare.
How could she do this to me?
God, I was going to be so humiliated when no one bids on me.
This entire Valentine's Day auction was a big joke, anyways.
"Sixty five dollars! Is anyone willing to raise the bid?" Eliza suddenly cut my thoughts off.
My eyes widened, as I stared at her with disbelief.
Did someone just bid sixty five dollars to go on a stupid date with me?
"Seventy five dollars!" one hollered, making me raise an eyebrow.
In my opinion, bidding over thirty dollars on a date with some stranger was just plain dumb.
"Going once! Going twice!" Eliza paused, a grin spreading across her face. "Sold to Evan Chandler for seventy five dollars!"
Evan Chandler?
The name rang a bell in my head, but I couldn't exactly pin point who he was.
"Thanks for signing up to help the school!" Eliza gave me a fake smile before I exited the stage.
"I didn't even sign up!" I hissed under my breath.
As I made my way back to my seat, I made myself a mental note to kill Lacey later on.
But first, I had to know who this Evan guy was, and why he bidded seventy five dollars on me.
"This is Lacey Daniels, one of the infamous members of our school's cheerleading team!" Eliza called through the microphone, earning hoots from many jocks. "We'll start the bid at fourty dollars."
Immediately, a hand shot up. "I call fifty!"
"Sixty!"
"Seventy!"
"Ninety five!"
There was a moment of silence, making Lacey nervous, as she stood under the bright stage lights.
"Ninety five? Going once? Going twice!" Eliza said, waiting for someone's hand to shoot up.
"One hundred ten!" a voice suddenly called out, raising up their hand.
I watched as a smile of relief spread across Lacey's lips.
"One hundred and ten dollars, sold to Brandon Powell!" Eliza announced, slamming her gavel down on the podium.
The audience erupted into cheers, as Lacey bounced off the stage.
"Next up, we have," Eliza paused, squinting her eyes down on the sheet of paper written in front of her, "Arden Mason!"
My heart sank to the bottom of my stoamch, as my eyes widened.
Did she just say-
"Arden Mason! Come up here!" Eliza smiled down at me, her eyes locking into mine. "I see you in the audience!"
Suddenly, a group of people began to chant my name, urging for me to go up to that stage.
My feet were glued to the floor, as my mouth pouted open.
"Arden, go!" a girl shoved me out of my seat, making me stagger up.
My legs wobbled, as I made my way down the middle aisle, stepping up on the stage.
The bright lights made it hard for me to see, but I could make out Lacey giving me two thumbs up.
Oh, that little-
"We have Arden Mason here who is part of our school's photography club!" Eliza said through the microphone, voice high and over excited.
"Actually, I quit in freshman year." I corrected her, making her shoot a glare at me from the corner of her eyes.
"Let's start the bid at twenty five dollars!" she ignored me.
I pursed my lips, crossing my arms.
I watched as my best friend gave me an apologetic smile from the crowd.
In return, I gave her a death glare.
How could she do this to me?
God, I was going to be so humiliated when no one bids on me.
This entire Valentine's Day auction was a big joke, anyways.
"Sixty five dollars! Is anyone willing to raise the bid?" Eliza suddenly cut my thoughts off.
My eyes widened, as I stared at her with disbelief.
Did someone just bid sixty five dollars to go on a stupid date with me?
"Seventy five dollars!" one hollered, making me raise an eyebrow.
In my opinion, bidding over thirty dollars on a date with some stranger was just plain dumb.
"Going once! Going twice!" Eliza paused, a grin spreading across her face. "Sold to Evan Chandler for seventy five dollars!"
Evan Chandler?
The name rang a bell in my head, but I couldn't exactly pin point who he was.
"Thanks for signing up to help the school!" Eliza gave me a fake smile before I exited the stage.
"I didn't even sign up!" I hissed under my breath.
As I made my way back to my seat, I made myself a mental note to kill Lacey later on.
But first, I had to know who this Evan guy was, and why he bidded seventy five dollars on me.
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