F ebr U ary - Valentines Day competition

My name is Eron, pronounced, "Air-on". It's really Eros, but I gotta keep cover, people study about me. Most people would know me as Cupid and well, that is true. Every February - gross - I find 5 people their true loves. IF I don't find their true loves, my grandfather, Zeus, punishes me by taking away my wings and bow for the rest of my life. Do I get anything good out of it? Nope, just me doing a favor for everyone else.

(Valentines day competition entry! This is the writing part :)

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12. Chapter 10: Cock block

The next day was even more hell than most days. As I tried to catch a glance of Priya’s fiery red hair as she opened her locker, AJ slapped his hand right by her hitting the locker next to hers while making a loud noise. What a Cock Block.

            I gritted my strangely straight teeth and just stared at them with my baby-blue eyes. Priya giggled at something AJ said. Oh, come on, he isn’t even funny. What did he even say? “Your breasts are bigger than my future.” I scoffed and shook my head.

“This is going to be a long day,” I mumbled to myself.

            Suddenly, Harry turned the corner and furrowed his strangely dark and even brows at me as he leaned against the locker next to me. Harry crossed his arms and pulled in the front of his black leather jacket. Of course, he was wearing black.

“So, Hart, what seems to be bothering you?” He asked, pursing his lips at me. A part of me says, “No Eron, don’t tell him. He’ll use this against you.” And the other part says, “He’s your new AJ – come on dude.”

            I sighed and slammed my locker and making a loud booming noise through the halls. Harry winced and so did everyone in the hallway – except AJ. They all looked at me like I was insane,

“Sorry...” I croaked, waving them off. Harry laughed,

“Something is pissing you off – I can feel it in your soul.” He mentioned, huffing a bit.

“Uh – huh...” I replied, fuming at AJ and Priya. He picked up her hand and – Fucking dick, Kissed it. I growled as she giggled and turned a bright shade of red. Harry just stood and watched me pull out my phone.

Me: Hey cutie 😊

          I looked up, and so did Harry after looking at my screen. Priya picked out her vibrating phone from her pocket. She started to type, and AJ shot a death glare at me. I pretended to pull something out of my jacket and flipped him off. Something about this isn’t adding up. If AJ loves Daphne, how can he flirt with Priya? Maybe he doesn’t actually like Priya, but he just wants to make me madder than my mom when I text someone of the opposite sex.

“I don’t know AJ well, but he gets on my fucking nerves,” Harry stated, flipping AJ off while looking down at my phone in hand.

“He’s going after – “Harry finished my sentence.

“Your girl?”

“Exactly.”

“Your girl is Priya Bloom? “He asked, wincing a bit. I shouldn’t really tell him. If I do, then the word will eventually go out – or will it?

“I mean – I really like her,” I said as I sighed heavily.

“Well, he looks like Cinderella before she became hot. You, well – you’re alright.” He replied with a scoff. What was that? A compliment from Harry O’Connor?

“Are you complimenting me?” I questioned, cocking an eyebrow. He gave me a disgusted look.

“Hell no – I’m stating facts. I mean look at the fucker – “

            Harry’s head nodded towards AJ. He had golden curly short hair and tan skin. Priya never answered my text because he was too busy talking to her! I swear to god I’m going to rip off his –

“See – ugly ass Cinderella.” Harry blurted. I gave him a look. The sort of look you give someone when you want them to shut up, but they’re too funny. We both just watched and dissed the two for a couple of minutes until they left. I sighed, knowing I have no chance with Priya.

            Why fall for the girl who’s the most popular around school? How could I be so stupid to even try and reveal my slug ass to her? There was just no more hope in me. Sure, Harry said I was, “Alright” but I knew, deep down, AJ was always the favorite. Harry eventually snapped his fingers in front of my face.

“HART! I’m gonna blast out of here – so, I guess, see ya.” Harry walked out of the hallway with his combat boots.

            I decided to skip science. I don’t want to go somewhere where I know I can’t have the girl of my dreams. We’ve talked plenty of times through text, but not in person. When we do talk in person, I’m sure that all she sees is a loser – me. To kill time, I went to the locker room and slapped on my archery gear. It was light as usual.

            I walked out into the cold breeze. It was a little chilly, but everything else seemed to be in place. The dancers were dancing, the archers shooting, football players tackling, and last but not least, random kids stalking everyone on the fields. It’s just kind of how my dreadful high school goes – not to mention it’s a dreadful month.

            As I set up a few targets far away from AJ, I realized that my phone hasn’t buzzed all day. It couldn’t be because of AJ – I mean come on, the dude looks like he’s on crack cocaine. Well, to me at least. After all that weird talk from Harry, I kind of realized I’m insecure too. I’m just that type of guy who is always worrying about being the best. Clearly, I’m bothered by my archery skills.

“Hey, Eron.” A familiar female voice approaches. I turn around and spot Artina Ronaldi, a duplicate of AJ but in a girl’s body. Well, she didn’t look entirely like AJ, but they were twins. The only difference is she has this particular colored light brown hair instead of blonde.

“Oh – look, if you’re here to tell me off or something, go ahead. I’ll just be minding my own target.” I said carelessly.  She scrunched her tiny forehead at me.

“No – I was actually here to apologize for my brother being a dick-head, but if you want – “

“No, no. Please, proceed with your apology about the Ronaldi I hate.” I replied, using a finger to pull back the trigger of the bow. I let go and shot right in the middle of the red target. Artina barely even winced.

“How thoughtful that I’m the Ronaldi you like. Anyways, AJ has attachment issues. He’s been a little vengeful lately all because of you. I know he took Priya from you –“I cut her off once again causing her to sigh heavily and roll her eyes.

“Damn right he stole Priya.”

“Well – if you would stop being so interruptive, I could get to my point?” She sassed in a questionable demanding way. Something about Artina Ronaldi - she was really sarcastic. I nodded and shut my mouth as I pulled another arrow.

“So, AJ’s been obsessed with Daphne Blue, and he says it’s because of you. Which I don’t understand how his obsession with that girl has anything to do with you. But I feel like he’s just been an unnecessary dick towards you, and I want to apologize.”

            I shot the arrow and this time – missed. Artina laughed and pulled out her own bow that was slung on her back. She got eye to eye with the ass of her arrow and pulled. The arrow shot forward and hit right beside mine. Guess AJ might be better than everyone at Archery -

 

Wait a minute. Did she just say AJ remembered I was Cupid?

 

“Whoa,” I said speechlessly. The wind blew back her light brown hair and she squinted her eyes at me with a smile.

“It’s kind of a gift Eron. Surprised you didn’t catch that from AJ’s skills.” Oh, I caught it Artina.

“Whatever.” I sassed back, pausing, “Why are you even apologizing for him? And what did he tell you about me?”

“AJ just said you hired some insane person to make Daphne believe he was some psycho rapist.” She replied casing me to sigh with relief.

            Okay – for a minute there I was concerned that AJ knew I was cupid. If he did know, he would go and tell the whole fucking world and expose. Which, would result in me changing my name to literally, “Antwon” and fleeing the country to Jamaica. Why Jamaica of all places? Because no one will look for me there.

“Oh – well that’s not even true,” I said to Artina. She just shrugged and checked her watch.

“Yea. Well, to be honest, I always thought you were the cooler one between you and my brother.” She confessed, flashing me a cheeky smile.

“Really?” I asked, taken aback.

“Absolutely. AJ always acted like he was more superior than me – and we’re twins. I just hate him sometimes.” She grumped, gritting her teeth and glaring at AJ on the other side of the field. He was currently flexing his arms at Priya – who was with him. Greeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaat.

“Thanks, Artina. I feel like maybe we’ve always known each other, but never really gotten as close as right now. So far, you seem way cooler than your brother.”

“I get that a lot.” She replied, shooting another arrow. Suddenly, an idea sparked to my mind.

“Artina, what are you doing for valentine’s day?” I asked, biting my bottom lip. She shrugged and sniffled a bit.

“Nothing. I really want to go to the dance with someone though.”

“Who?”

“Geez Eron, I’m not interested!” She exclaimed. I rolled my eyes.

“No – I’m not into you either. I want to help you find a guy.”

“Oh, well, in that case, I’m looking for a guy with a bold and sexy personality. I want him to kiss me all day. I want him to nurse me with his saliva in my mouth, “She paused, getting closer to me with a serious face as if she planned this a while ago. I was shooting back, “I want someone who is willing to shove that mother fucking huge ass di-“

“Okay – Wow, didn’t need to know all that Artina. You’ve definitely evolved over the years. “I said awkwardly. She breathed in an excessive amount of oxygen before speaking again.

“Yea, but I don’t think I’m going to find the one.”

“Don’t say that – with me as your guide, you’ll find him with a prick of an arrow.”

“Wow, really Eron? Thanks for your help! I like gigolos by the way! Someone who I can sneak past my mom.” She giggled, biting her lip and blushing. How horny is Artina? God damn.

“But – it’s not free.” I protested, causing her face to fall deeper than Harry’s house. She rolled her eyes and pulled an underbite look at me.

“I thought this was a generous treat.”

“You want kinky – that’s gonna cause me great pain. I just want to know if you know anything about a girl named Penelope Fisher.”

            I thought about Harry and how he was desperate for a girl who he was forbidden to like. Her name was Penelope Fisher, and it was my duty – as a guy who’s trying not to get his ass beat again – to help out a citizen of justice! Okay, just kidding. That sounded gay.

“Penelope Fisher... you mean the redhead who’s captain of the girls swim team? Yea, I know her. I also swim with her competitively. Why do you ask?”

“Oh, for a friend. He really likes her and all.”

“Well, good luck on that.”

            So, I’m starting to form a little plan for my last 3-days. But – fair warning, it’s going to get fucking crazy up in here.

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