Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Joss Stirling except the perspective of which i am writing.
Chapter 1
There we were in a tense debate between the opposition about whether religion is used as a weapon of conflict or it is used to restore peace and goodness. Our team was debating that religion is used for peace and goodness. We were drawing so far and time was nearly up. I smirked, it was time to turn it up a notch.
"Religion has always been a guide to peace and acting morally good, but now people misuse it and use it as an excuse for conflict. The real problem is the people who think like they do. It is not religion itself it's the people. Can't you see that?" I persuasively argued. My power worked like a charm. Literally.
The teammates of the opposing team looked at one another before deciding what to say. But time was up. We had won.
Cheers went up from the audience and we huddled round each other, congratulating each other and then went to the opposition and congratulated them as well. Miss Coetzee came up to us and we each received a hug from her.
"Well done, boys! You have done extremely well!" Miss Coetzee exclaimed, with a huge smile planted on her face.
"Thanks, Miss C! We really couldn't have done it without Alex." Hugo said with a smirk. He knew exactly what I did and so did the others.
I shrugged. "What? We were running out of time and I didn't want to draw so I did what I had to do." I explained.
"Ja, okay. Can we go and party now?" Phil asked.
"Why of course, you boys deserve it. Go and celebrate your winnings!" Miss Coetzee encouraged.
We thanked her and left. We walked towards the table tennis table, which was at the far end of the veranda.
"So me and Michael versus you two?" I asked.
"Nee, no fair! Why are you two always a team, you always beat us!" Phil whined.
"Maybe because they like being together!" Hugo winked.
"Oh please! Me and Alex, gay? Yeah right, I only have eyes for one girl." Michael mockingly swooned.
"If you are thinking of Miss Coetzee, then lay off! She's mine!" Phil growled jokingly.
"Hey back off, you all know she has eyes for one of us and that's me!" Hugo said proudly.
Phil and Michael looked at each other before launching themselves at Hugo and started a playful fight. I stood there and laughed before breaking it up.
"Okay, me and Hugo versus Phil and Mike, sounds fair?" I asked.
They all shrugged and we were about to play when Jonas waved at us to come over.
Jonas introduced me first "Alex du Plessis, team captain."
I looked down at the girl beside him. She was cute and beautiful. She had a small frame of a body, pale skin with cute freckled splattered across her face and the most compelling grey eyes. To top it all she had the most amazing frizzy hair but yet I seemed very wild and untamed, at that moment of time it was the only thing I could look at. It was almost fascinating to me. I tried my best not to smile or laugh.
"Hello." I greeted.
Jonas introduced the others and she just nodded in acknowledgment. She was assessing each of them but her gaze constantly landed on me.
"Hi, Misty. Cool name," said Michael.
"Thanks. My parents like unusual names." Misty explained. Her voice was so captivating yet I found myself wanting to distance myself away from her.
"Bizarre." I muttered. But as soon as I said that I frowned. Why had I just said that out loud? I glanced at Misty and she looked a little confused herself. Well I could probably guess why since I just said something I hadn't intended to, out loud.
She then went on about her unusual sibling names. I couldn't help but feel a bit lonely since I didn't have anyone. She then talked about naming her little brother a Pest rather than Tempest.
"That's not very nice of you." I accused. She should really appreciate the family she has or she could try living in my isolated world. I expected her to be put down by my criticism but instead she surprised me.
"I suppose it may sound that way, but it's meant affectionately. He likes it really – you know: a brother and sister thing?" She said defensively.
"No, I wouldn't know as I don't have any." I said bluntly. I really did wish she would just shut up about the whole family thing.
"The perhaps you can try to imagine?" Misty suggested.
"I'd really rather not." I said yet again in a blunt tone.
Then Phil jumped in and explained his whole teasing issue with his sister before I said something rude. He then changed the subject and asked about how she was liking Cape Town. But she informed him that she had only arrived yesterday. I zoned out for a second. Until I heard some interesting news about some relative of hers is with Miss Coetzee.
"He knows Miss Coetzee?" I said curiously. But as soon as I said it I saw them both kissing. Well that answered my question.
"He does now." Misty said, with a cute smile on her face.
"We thought she was holding out for someone special. That's what she told us." Michael said, with a shocked expression on his face.
"He is her someone special." Misty explained.
"Woah: major news."
"Hearts will be breaking in the staff room." Hugo said and I couldn't help but agree but instead of keeping my thoughts to myself, my big mouth blurted out.
"I think my heart's breaking just a little." What the hell had I just said? Oh great, now here comes the teasing. Urgh. I clenched my jaw in annoyance and wandered what was wrong with me today?
"Seriously? You have a crush on Miss Coetzee?" Michael asked, with a curious manner.
"Don't we all?" I spat out, God they are never gonna let this go. Good one Alex, you just have to open that big mouth of yours. Or maybe it had something to do with Misty…?
"Ja, but you've never confessed while we've all put our reputations on the line about it." Phil said whilst rubbing over heart and Mike began to sing 'All by myself'.
"Mike, you're so funny. I'm going to find someone with half a brain to talk to." I strode off, feeling agitated and annoyed.
I felt so drawn to Misty yet there was something about her that made me want to stay away. After all I am the lonely one and Michael did just confirm it. But there was something about her that I couldn't quite put my finger on…