Super Stupid Cupid (Super in Love)

I wouldn’t fall for him. I wouldn’t sleep with him. He wasn’t serious enough for me. I was merely not in the mood for prolonged games with overconfident men who thought they could have anything they wanted.

With a big smile on his face, Felix walked away.

I turned to Brianna. “I don’t think I’m even going to talk to him at the dinner.”

She blinked at me. “What? Felix is fine. He’s one of the hottest players on the team right now.”

“I know that. But I’ve just sworn off relationships for good.”

“What brought that on?”

“Felix is just another Drake,” I argued. “He’s going to spend the whole night trying to get into my pants.”

Drake was embarrassing for me because he dumped me right after having sex with me. He just simply walked away and acted as though I didn’t exist.

In the beginning, it had been romantic. We went out for dinners, visited galleries together, and attended some fancy parties organized by some of his teammates. He was very kind and sensitive, and I did enjoy his company.

However, once we spent a night together, everything about him changed. He became as cold as the weather, and he didn’t even acknowledge me in the slightest. I was stunned, considering I thought we had a nice time together.

When I saw him at practice a couple of days after that, he acted as though he didn’t even know me. No greeting, no wave of the hand. It was as though I wasn’t there. I had to spend a couple of minutes in the bathroom crying my eyes out.

Since that incident with Drake, I vowed never to get into such a situation again. He made me feel as though I was his dirty little secret despite everything going well between us. I was never going to fall for such a player again.

“Well, I’m equally annoyed with this match up thing,” said Brianna, “I’m not looking forward to this dinner.”

Later that day, we went for a manicure and pedicure down the street. We wanted to try and push the forced dinner dates out of our heads. There was no point sulking about it the whole day.

However, I simply couldn’t get the image of Felix out of my mind. The cocky way in which he grinned at me, his overconfident look. It irritated me to think that I would have to spend an entire dinner seated with him and having to listen to his mindless chatter.

I knew that the coaches had the team’s best interests at heart by setting up this Valentine’s event. Still, it would have been better if everybody got to select their own matches.

And what had inspired Coach Kramer to put Felix in charge of setting this up?

He barely knew all the cheerleaders. He was not the right person for the job. Still, I wondered whether it would be any different for me had I gotten set up with anybody else other than Felix.

I knew Brianna would be much happier if she had gotten Steve. She had her eye on him for a while now, and I was hoping that something could develop between the two of them. But there was no way to help. All I could do was watch from a distance.

We were both just doomed. It wasn’t going to be possible for me to get out of this thing. I would just have to tolerate a horrible, early Valentine’s Day date.

Chapter Five – Mandy

February 1st

Love was in the air.

Unfortunately for me, I was indifferent.

I was seated across from Felix, trying to enjoy dinner with him and listening to his stories. He was actually an exciting narrator, particularly of events directly related to him. He was very good at giving himself a larger-than-life description.

We were seated in a large ballroom that the team had rented out specifically for the matchmaking dinner. The team coaches and their families were present, and so was almost anybody who had an association with the club.

Some of the matches that Felix made seemed to be working out fine. Some couples genuinely enjoyed their dinners, swirling at their wine glasses and enjoying conversations with each other.

Then, there were the others, such as myself, struggling to keep up with Felix’s conversation. Even though he had interesting stories, I was still looking forward to the end of the night.

However, as my eyes swept across the ballroom, I noticed something peculiar that actually put a smile on my face. Drake was seated with Jane, one of the bitchiest girls on the cheerleading squad. It was a sight to behold.

I interrupted one of Felix’s stories with a question. “Did you match those two? That’s really cruel of you,” I laughed.

Felix turned to where I was pointing and shrugged. “What of it?”

“You must really hate her? Jane?”

“I don’t know what you mean,” he said, his curiosity growing.