Page 27 of To Love or to Lose
“We’re trying to find someone to crowd surf!” He yells.
Good luck with that.I think to myself
Winnie wouldneverrisk herself getting injured like that. She’s not adventurous or daring like Eloise; she cares too much about ballet to even think about the possibility of a sprained ankle, or God forbid, a broken leg.
“She’s sitting with Logan Callaghan!” If they want to try to convince her, let them.
“They realize they’re never going to get her to do that shit, right?” Eloise asks from where she stands next to me.
I can only laugh. “They’re about to find out.”
I look back at Winnie, possibly to warn her, but I’m too late.The three guys who had just disappeared into the sea of people to find Winnie are standing in front of her, and she’s shaking her head at the offer.
“Please, Winnie, please!” One guy looks close to getting on his knees and begging her.
She continues to say no.
They’re attracting attention now and Logan inches closer to Winnie, informing the guys that she will not be crowd surfing.
“Winnifred Carter’s personal protector at her service,” Eloise mocks when she sees the steam rolling over Logan’s features.
“Seriously, I think he might pop a blood vessel.”I laugh.
Eloise and I continue to watch intently as the scene unfolds, and as soon as the guys realize Winnie will not do what they ask, their heads whip back in my direction.
“Gen!” They call, bounding toward me again. I wonder whose location they are going to ask me for next. “We’re going to crowd surf you!” One says.
“Me?” The three of them nod. “Why me?”
“You are like the unofficial mascot of our school, and since Winnie won’t do it, you’re our next best option!”
Eloise chokes on a laugh. “I can’t wait to see this.”
I look down, examining if my outfit is appropriate for what they are asking of me, hoping it’s not so I have some type of escape.
My black leggings, white tank top, and Hawaiian shirt are not the excuse I’m looking for. I sigh, looking back at Winnie. I have a fairly good feeling that, if I don’t do it, they will continue to badger her.I don’t want to put her in that position; I also don’t want Logan to get in a fistfight.
“Fine,” I say. “What do I do?”
Each of their faces light up with a smile, and one of them turns on the megaphone in their hand.
Where the hell did that come from?
“Listen up, everybody!” His yell rings out through the megaphone, making the whole student section go quiet. “We are going to crowd surf Gen! Everybody get ready!”
“Ready?” The third boy asks me, already grabbing me by the calves.
My eyes widen as I look at Eloise. “Um…”
“Send her up, boys!” Eloise tells them. Before I can refuse, they are catapulting me up into the crowd that has gathered in the center of the bleachers.
“Holy shit!” I yell as I feel myself continue to travel further up the stands.
I stop moving through the crowd moments later, and I look down to see that Logan is holding my legs. “What are you—”
“Look at the power I’ve got over you, Genova.” I recognize the voice almost immediately.
Jameson.He’s the one holding both my shoulders.
