Chapter 1113 You Have a Pretty Good Impression of Lykke
Elowen gave Lykke the once-over and smirked. "Yeah, no kidding. With those legs and that face, it's no wonder Ezekiel Stormrider picked you for his movie last year. If you hadn't been all about sports, you'd probably be a big-time celeb by now."
Lykke shrugged, a casual smile on her lips. "I heard the entertainment biz is a mess. I'd rather kill it in sports and make my country proud."
Elowen nodded. "Yeah, we're all about the goals, not the glitz."
Lykke chuckled. "Don't get too cocky. If people hear us, we might get roasted online."
Elowen waved it off. "Let 'em talk. We know we're good."
Alfred was watching Samantha, worried she might be upset by Elowen and the gang's chatter.
But Samantha was chill. She knew breaking up with Wesley meant dealing with stuff like this. Wesley had a ton of fans, and some would definitely blame her. She was cool with it, though.
Catching Alfred's worried look, Samantha asked, "Why you staring at me like that?"
Alfred shook his head. "It's nothing."
"Think their words got to me?"
Alfred just looked at her, staying quiet.
Samantha grinned. "Do I look that weak to you?"
Her playful tone made Alfred relax a bit. "Nah, you're small but mighty."
Samantha laughed. "Glad you noticed." She leaned in and whispered, "Lykke's single, you know. She's into you."
Alfred raised an eyebrow. "So, you think I should just go with it?"
"Not really. Just don't want her hating us both out of jealousy."
Alfred thought for a sec. "She's not that petty. If she was, I wouldn't hang with her."
Alfred rarely praised girls, so Samantha gave him a curious look. "You really like Lykke, huh?" She teased, a hint of jealousy in her voice.
Alfred sniffed the air dramatically.
Samantha laughed. "What are you doing?"
Alfred grinned. "Smelling some jealousy. You catch that?"
Samantha rolled her eyes and changed the subject. "What are we eating?"
Alfred, not wanting to push it, spotted a barbecue stand. "How about some BBQ?"
"Sure, whatever."
Alfred turned to the others. "BBQ sound good?"
"Yeah, I'm down," Lykke said, looking at Elowen and the rest for their take.
Elowen glanced at Samantha. "As long as Miss Gordon's cool with it."
Samantha raised an eyebrow. "Why wouldn't I be?"
Elowen smirked. "Thought you might not be into street food."
Her tone was a bit snarky.
Samantha stayed calm. "I'm not picky."
Lykke nudged Elowen, telling her to chill. Elowen pouted but didn't push it further.
Still, since Alfred was Lykke's crush and because of the breakup news, Elowen wasn't a fan of Samantha.
Alfred noticed Elowen's attitude and his face hardened. "Got a problem with Samantha?"
Elowen, never one to beat around the bush, said, "Yeah, pretty much."
Alfred nodded. "Alright then, no need to hang out together. Samantha, let's bounce." He grabbed Samantha's hand and started to walk away.
Lykke panicked and called out, "Wait! Samantha, Elowen's just blunt, she doesn't mean any harm. If you felt offended, I'm sorry on her behalf."
Samantha, not wanting to kill the vibe, glanced at Elowen, then let go of Alfred's hand and walked up to her. "Elowen, why don't you like me? You think my breakup with Wesley is all on me?"
Elowen stayed quiet, which pretty much said it all.
Samantha turned to Thaddeus. "Let me ask you this: if your boyfriend got another girl pregnant, would you stick around?"
Elowen's brow furrowed, and she glanced at Thaddeus, lips pressed tight.
Thaddeus protested, "Why are you assuming stuff? I'm not that kind of guy, okay?"
Samantha sighed. "Sorry, didn't mean to imply anything. Just trying to make a point. I'm straight-up in my relationships. If I like someone, even if everyone says he's bad news, I'll stick with him. But if he lets me down, I'm out. That's how it was with Wesley. We broke up 'cause we weren't a match anymore, not 'cause I found someone else."
Elowen didn't really hate Samantha. It was just that Alfred was the guy Lykke liked, and seeing him with Samantha bugged her.
Elowen looked at Alfred and asked, "You say you didn't fall for someone else, but do you even like Wesley?"
Samantha stared at her for a moment, then said, "You don't like me 'cause you think I stole the guy your friend likes, right?"
Elowen nodded. "Yep."
Samantha turned to Lykke. "Lykke, Alfred and I are just friends. If you wanna go after him, that's your call. Don't mind me."
Alfred felt a pang in his chest. He regretted bringing Samantha camping today. Even though they were just friends now, he didn't want others to put her in a box. Breaking up with Wesley didn't mean she couldn't like him.
Alfred looked at Lykke. "Sorry, I thought I made it clear from the start."
"Alfred, I get it. You don't need to keep saying it. Show me some respect," Lykke cut him off, looking a bit defeated. She had her pride too, and being rejected by Alfred over and over hurt.
Lykke grabbed Samantha and Elowen's hands. "Guys, we're young. Can we not be so old-school? Just 'cause I like a guy doesn't mean I have to marry him, right? I still get to choose, don't I? Give me a break. I'm just hoping for a fun day."
Samantha and Elowen looked at Lykke, knowing she was trying to smooth things over.
Lykke continued, "Since we're all here, let's clear the air. Yeah, I like Alfred, but feelings need to be mutual, right? We don't have that, so I'm not gonna force it. Seriously, Alfred's in the past for me. I don't like him anymore. Elowen, you know I was just looking for a new crush."
After saying this, Lykke gave Elowen a pleading look, asking her to lay off Samantha.
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