Chapter 3: Pink Box

The sun is shining and the smell of popcorn and cotton candy fills the air. Students from our school and other schools eagerly participate in games set up on each side of the field and the fair is already bustling with laughter, food, and energy

Making my way through some stands I notice several jocks from the football team turning around to look at me. One of them elbows the other in his stomach and whispers a bit too loud  “Dude is that Rachel Evans?”

More and more eyes meet mine as I make my way shyly to where Trish was serving crepes on her food stand

“And here you go! One chocolate crepe!” she smiles handing a plastic plate to a skinny senior staring at her b***s

“Hey Trish want some help?” I approach her from behind the stand

Trish's eyes widen when she looks up at me and she shouts “Holly Molly! Rachel! Is that you?!”

“Come on all I did was apply a little makeup” I blush

“And straighten your hair? And wear a freakin mini skirt!” she demanded proudly

I look down at my long legs and short skirt nervously. I wasn't used to showing off my body that much, and catching glimpses of guys staring at me today made me realize that maybe I just never tried

“Thanks Trish” I smile, “You sure you don’t need any help?”

“I'm sure” she nods determinedly, and  turns back to open a Nutella jar

“Isn't Jessie gona help?” I shout over the orders of hungry customers

“Nah! The guys from the football team are making him go support each stand” she hands another customer a Nutella crepe, “you know how popular he is”

“All the stands?!” I raise my eyebrows

“Yes all of them” she waves her hand heating  a cheese crepe with the other

“Even the kissing booth?” I laugh

“Yes yes” she turns back to the fat man who ordered three cheese crepes "Even the kissing booth"

Hearing that Jessie was participating in the kissing booth shocked me and I just stood there frozen. Not sure what I heard was true. Was Trish okay with this?

“Are you okay with him kissing another girl?” I raise my eyebrows at busy busy Trish

“Ofcourse not ” she laughs

“Then?” I ask

She moves on to rip open a bag of forks and knives “He's going to be there between 10 to 12, Sandy's shift”

Sandy was no offense not that goodlooking, if not at all. Maybe that’s why Trish was so supportive of the whole idea.

“We talked and she told me he was going to pretend to go in and they weren’t actually gona do anything”

Ohhhhh now I get it

I sigh in relief and pat Trish on her shoulder “ Ill be off Miss chef! Good luck!”

As I walk away I hear Trish shout out behind me

“ You'll be needing it more than I do!”

“Shutup!” I laugh feeling nauseous again
 

A smack and that’s it a smack and that’s it

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The line to the kissing booth was aslong as a line to a Disney land rollercoaster. Upon seeing that, I immediately guessed it was still Kayla's turn. That girl had some big lips and was the best kisser in school

Sandy sat behind a jar of coins collecting clings and clangs as each guy made his way into the pink box. It looked so intimate and tiny that it already scared me

“Oh Rachel youre here!” Sandy shouts when she sees me “ Its my turn next and you're right after, so can you take care of the money jar?”

“Sure!” I grin taking her place on the chair

"Looking good by the way!" she winks back

Just as I sit down and Sandy stands up, Kayla comes out of the box smiling like an idiot. Her lipstick is smothered and her lips look swollen

“You liar! You made out in there!” Sandy squeals holding her hands to her mouth

“Only with the hot ones” Kayla smirks flipping her red hair

I sigh and look back at the line that seems to be getting shorter and shorter. Some guys look disappointed because they couldn't make it in time for Kayla and walk away. Poor Sandy.

Sandy opens the curtain and walks in humming as Kayla's  eyes widen when she sees me (like everyone I've met today)

“Rachel?? Looking fine girl! I hardly recognized you!”

I laugh “Thanks”

Time passes by and with every passing second my heart beats faster and faster. Sandy's still inside and it's been an hour already. A few boys go in and the line seems definitely shorter than Kayla's line was. I recognize some average looking guys in my class, some pedophiles that had already graduated, and some - so ugly I prayed Sandy was okay

“HAHAHAHHAHA”

I look up from the jar of coins to find Jenna and her wannabee clones staring down at me with undeniable humor plastered onto their makeup painted faces

“Kissing booth?” she shrieks with her annoying high pitch tone “Who would want to kiss a looser like you?”

The clones laugh and some students passing by stop to watch the show

“Leave Olivia” I say bluntly

The last thing I wanted was trouble

“I will". " Oh and by the way” her cat eyes glare at my legs under the table

“Nice green” she bursts out laughing and spins on her heel walking away with her clones scurrying right behind her

“Green?” I pause thinking for a moment

Green! My underwear!

I blush closing my legs and sigh “God can this day get any worst?”

Checking  my watch I realize that my shift starts in a few minutes. Standing up to take a good look at the line I realize that Jessie wasn’t there. Wasn’t he supposed to pass by between ten and twelve? Maybe he changed his mind

I sit back on the plastic chair and swing it nervously as the last boy to kiss Sandy drops his coins into the jar. My heart pounds with the coins clangs and my palms start sweating. I lick my lips and breathe into my hand just to make sure I smelled okay.

Its just a smack its just a smack

“Rachel?” Sandy's voice from behind the curtain sends me jumping off my chair

“Y…yeah?” I ask her

“It's your turn!” she emerges from the pink box holding the last boy's hand. Her face is flushed and her lips are pink and shiny.

Oh god
Oh god
Oh god

I step behind the curtain into the dark space clueless of how this pink box was going to change  my life forever

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TO BE CONTINUED