"N—Nothing, I just think that you'll look so cool as an actor. You have an actor's face," I tried to complint him more to shift his attention.
And it worked, it seed, because there was a tint of redness on Mason's cheeks, "You really think so?"
I was stunned by his reaction. He got a lot of similar praises, but I've never seen him acting so shy with a blush on his cheeks.
"Do you think that I'll be a good actor?" He asked again.
"Uh… indeed…" I nodded. Honestly, by the ti it was senior year, Mason was already so popular that it was difficult to go to school normally.
I thought he'd do hoschooling instead, or at least take one year break before returning to senior high school. Because he was so busy with movie shoots and advertisents.
His face was everywhere, literally, and all social dia was flooded with his image. He beca the icon of teen-idol two years from now.
Which was deserving, of course. Despite my reluctance to get close to him, I knew that Mason was a talented actor and just a winner in life overall. He had everything a man wanted, money, popularity, and good looks.
So, even though he indirectly caused my bullying to worsen in my last life, I know he didn't an it. And I knew we had no entanglent.
It was just… a simple butterfly effect, I guess. It wasn't his fault, it was fated.
"I think you should know that I fully support you to be an actor, a celebrity. Though, I don't think you need my support, knowing the amount of fans you have already," I laughed dry, trying to make an unsuccessful small joke.
Mason looked even happier and eker than before. He looked like a white bunny with his shy expression. At least that was the image I got from him.
"Y—Your support ans a lot to , Em…" Mason said. "You know, I've thought about it and always reject any agency or people who wanted to cast because I don't think celebrity life suits ."
"But since you said that I can be a great actor, then so be it. I'll do it," Mason said earnestly. It gave the illusion that he was doing this solely because of my request.
Which was crazy. Honestly, imagine if soone like had power over Mason Hall, that'd be the biggest plot twist ever.
"Will you be happy if I beco famous, Em? I don't want to disappoint you anymore…" Mason mumbled, but I could still hear his words.
"Uh… of course, I'll be happy if you beco famous, Mason. You said that you're still struggling to work part-ti, right? You said you saved money so we could go on a date…." I still vividly rember that Mason said he saved a lot of money just to make sure he could take sowhere nice.
I didn't want to be a burden for him. But he kept insisting on taking sowhere nice for our unintentional date most of the ti.
"Besides, why are you saying that you don't want to disappoint anymore? You've never disappointed , Mason," I added. In this life and previous life, Mason had nothing to do with my demise, at least not intentionally.
Mason smiled bitterly and nodded, "I'm happy that you say so Em…."
We continued chatting until it was 7.30 AM.
I intentionally avoided him because I didn't want anyone to notice us, and Mason was still grieving over it. Because he told that it was alright, and he'd protect from anyone who dared to harm .
But that was kind of… unreliable. He was busy, always busy. So I didn't think he'd have the ti to protect . Besides, my plan in this life was to get my revenge, and after that, I didn't care much about what'd happen to .
Thus, I attended my classes as usual, but sothing was off at the last class. Because I could sense that soone had been eyeing , and I perfectly knew who she was.
It was Chrissy who eyed like a wolf ready to devour anyone. I didn't really care about her though, in this situation, our social standing in this school was the sa, or hers probably lower than mine.
And when the last bell rang, Chrissy suddenly ca to my seat and glared at , "You, Emmy, I saw you talking with Mason today."
I was startled when she suddenly brought up about Mason, but then I just rembered that Chrissy was probably the creepiest stalker Mason had.
She was basically obsessed with him, although she still didn't want to admit it, probably because Jessica was also eyeing Mason.
So I shrugged and asked, "Yeah, so?"
"You know that he's out of your league, right? Don't even think about dating him," Chrissy said.
"Mhm, I know that," I replied lazily. I didn't really take her seriously.
Like, who the heck would take her seriously in the first place?
"Well, if you know that, then you should stay away from him. I an, you know that you're undeserving, right? Your face is so…. Okay-is. You're using worn-out plaid and jeans, and your phone is literally an old phone from four years ago."
"You're like a beggar in front of him, just saying, sis. Soone got to humble you down, right?" Chrissy said with her usual condescending tone.
I wasn't even surprised she could say that. When I was her 'friend' in my previous life, she also made the sa condescending comnt about my body to make feel like shit.
I took everything at heart back then, and I regretted all of it. Soone like Chrissy, she didn't befriend you because she liked you. It was because she thought you were easy to trick or popular enough to climb.
"And? Why are you so concerned about talking with Mason? Did you actually know what we were talking about, or you're just peeking from sowhere and acting like a stalker?"
"That—" Chrissy got tongue-tied imdiately. I knew it was her weakness. Because she was afraid that Jessica would target her if she found out that Chrissy was also eyeing Mason, just like what Jessica did to before.
"What? Can't answer a simple question? Why are you so concerned about Mason?"
"It's—It's not your problem!"
"Well, then stop pestering about Mason. You don't even know what we were talking about," I replied calmly but sharply. "Do you think Mason and I are dating or what? We're just talking about club stuff because his club had so request to my club president."
Of course, that was a blatant lie. But that was enough to check this bitch Chrissy Miles.
"Or, may I assu that you're interested in him? Oh my, Miss Chrissy Miles, aren't you friends with Miss Jessica? That'd certainly be scandalous if Jessica knows, right?"
"L—Lies! You're spreading lies! I'm not even interested in him! I just want you to know that you're way out of his league!" Chrissy was startled, blabbering out of panic. At least that was what I saw.
"You don't need to remind about that. Any sane person knows that he is out of OUR league," I smiled thin at her, making sure she listened to . "So better not co at out of the blue and start spouting random shit. Or I might as well tell Jessica that you're stalking Mason Hall, hm?"
"You!" Chrissy's face was red with anger, but she couldn't say anything and just gritted her teeth. She turned away and left the classroom by stomping her feet.
I shrugged. Soone like Chrissy was like a side quest in a ga. Taking her down wasn't the main mission because she wasn't important. But when you did it, it'd definitely be interesting.
I got up and checked my phone. As expected, I got a text from Noah. But surprisingly, also a text from Mason, so of course… I checked Mason's text first, hehe.
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Mason: Thanks for the encouragent today. If you need any help, do tell .
Mason: I want to take you on a date again. When will you have ti, Em?
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Eh, the question was… when will YOU have a ti, Mr. soon-to-be popular actor.
But I didn't want to sound too free. Besides, I still had things to do, especially taking down these three stooges first.
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Emmy: Depends on you. I'm free on the weekend.
Mason: I'll try to finish my scenes as soon as possible, so we can have a date again. Looking forward to it, Em…
Mason: Sticker sent.
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I chuckled at the cute white bunny sticker he sent. Then I checked Noah's text and found only one intriguing text.
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Noah: I'm waiting in front of your club room, please co asap. I'm afraid they'd see here. Oh, I'm also here with so useful information that might help us in uhm… our mission.
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