Chapter 18 — Stolen Kisses & Chaos Besties
If anyone asked Section E to describe the bond between Jay, Alys, and Ci-n… they'd probably say: a beautiful disaster wrapped in sarcasm, roast sessions, and questionable decisions.
Because that morning in the cafeteria proved it.
"Jay, I swear if you don't stop stealing my fries, I'm going to—" Ci-n's threat was cut off when Jay just snatched another one and stuffed it in her mouth.
"Going to what? Cry?" she smirked, talking with her mouth full.
Alys nearly choked on her drink, laughing so hard. "OH MY GOD, you two are literally siblings. He's about to file a lawsuit."
"Who needs a lawsuit when I can just switch your shampoo with mayo?" Ci-n fired back.
"Try it, and I'll switch your gaming chair with a plastic stool," Jay deadpanned.
The entire table lost it. David was wheezing. Mayo actually fell off his chair. Keifer had his head in his hands, muttering, "Why did I fall in love with this menace again?"
Jay heard him but only winked. "Because I'm irresistible."
The chaos continued in class. Miss Reyes left for five minutes, and those five minutes were pure war.
"Truth or dare," Alys whispered, eyes sparkling.
Ci-n groaned. "Not again."
Jay smirked. "Dare."
"Sit in Keifer's lap for the rest of class."
Keifer choked on air. Section E screamed. Jay just raised an eyebrow and strutted over. "Gladly."
By the time Miss Reyes returned, Jay was sitting smugly on Keifer's lap while he looked like he was dying inside. Alys had to literally hide her laughter behind her notebook.
Later that week, the chaos trio somehow convinced Drake and Keifer to join them for what they called a "totally normal hangout." Translation: A double date.
At first it was normal—bowling, snacks, light teasing. Then it spiraled.
Alys: "If I get a strike, you have to kiss me right here, right now."
Drake: "I'll kiss you even if you miss, stupid."
Jay: "Ew, you're disgusting."
Keifer: "Like you're not obsessed with me?"
The bets escalated, and so did the stolen kisses. Keifer started his profanity rule mid-date:
Jay muttered, "What the hell—"
Keifer leaned in, smirking. "That's one."
She blinked. "One what?"
"Kiss."
The smirk he wore when she flushed pink? Illegal.
By the end of the night, Alys and Jay were literally dragging each other away while their boyfriends tried to sneak in just one more kiss.
"Obsessed," Alys teased, linking arms with Jay.
"Delusional," Jay shot back.
"Power couple," Ci-n sighed dramatically, fake crying.
Section E didn't know whether to laugh, scream, or start a betting pool on which couple would cause the apocalypse first.