A smile lit up on Destiny's face while a look of sheer horror overtook mine. I forgot all about the Raise To Praise event day; I would have locked myself in my bedroom if I had remembered it!
"The kissin' booth!" Destiny and I said in unison, only my tone was that of disgust while Destiny's tone was one of excitement.
"That's the one," the miss beamed.
Some of the boys in class whooped making Destiny playfully laugh.
I moved towards the miss. "Miss, pick someone else, please. This day is to raise money for the sports team; you will lose money if I help out at the kissin' booth, I guarantee you that."
Some people laughed, but I didn't care; they and I both knew it was true. I didn't look like Destiny at all; she was slim with curvy hips, big boobs, flaming red hair, and a beautiful face that was hardly ever in need of makeup. She was naturally stunning while I… wasn't. I knew I wasn't fat, but I wasn't slim like Destiny either. Like I mentioned before, I had a pear shape frame, which meant I was all small boobs and waist with a big arse and thighs that made me look huge unless I wore the right clothing.
"Oh, nonsense, don't even go there. You and Destiny are both pretty as can be so no backin' out," the miss stated, pulling me from my thoughts and making me sigh.
"Whatever," I mumbled and dragged my feet as I walked over to my desk, not looking down at the back row.
Down in the back was where it sat.
Unfortunately, first period was over like the snap of my fingers, and it made me inwardly groan and wish the class went on for longer.
"Everyone can head to the main hall now; have fun, and don't do anythin' that will wind up in me givin' out detention. Understood?"
Everyone mumbled a yeah to the miss, which made her happy, as we all headed out of class and towards the main hall. I felt a firm tap on my shoulder when I got inside, and it made me jump a little.
"Sorry," Destiny's voice chuckled as she rounded on me. "Didn't mean to scare you."
Yeah, like I believe that.
"You didn't," I lied.
Destiny smirked a little before fully smiling. "Let's go to the kissin' booth and get workin'."
She turned and pranced off towards the back of the hall where the kissing booth was always set up. I reluctantly followed her with my head down and my shoulders slumped.
When I got to the booth, Destiny was already settled into hers. So I slid into mine, put my bag on the floor next to me, closed my eyes, and proceeded to wish I was dead.
"Two Euro per kiss, ladies. Get the money first."
I opened my eyes and nodded to the male teacher who was talking to me and Destiny.
"The kissin' booth is open, lads," the sir then shouted.
I groaned, then dropped my head to my hands; this was so bloody embarrassing. About two minutes passed until a group of first year lads got the courage to inch their way towards the booth.
"We have money," one of the lads said.
I couldn't help but recoil a little; these lads were all only thirteen or so, and it was possible that Destiny or I was about to be their first kiss. That thought didn't sit well with me.
"Okay, lads. No blondes this year so those who prefer redheads line up in front of me and those who prefer brunettes line up in front of Bronagh," Destiny said taking charge with the line that the girls working the booth each year had to use.
It was a quick way to get the lines formed in front of the girls doing the kissing and made things less awkward incase the lad didn't know whom to choose.
There were eight lads and five of them lined up in front of me, which shocked the hell out of me. I figured they would pick Destiny even if they preferred brunettes, because she was so much better looking than me, even on a bad day.
I blinked when the first lad stepped towards me, held out his two Euro coin, and dropped it in my collection basket.
"I'm Toby." He smiled and revealed the cutest gap between his front teeth.
"Hi Toby, I'm Bronagh." I smiled and forced myself not to puke.
This lad was so cute, and I felt like I was about to violate him.
He shifted his stance and just looked at me like he was waiting for the green light to kiss me so I blew out a breath, puckered my lips, and leaned towards him. He jumped a little, smiled, then mimicked my actions and met my lips, pressing his against mine.
It was the type of kiss that was five seconds long and tight-lipped. The kind you would give someone as a quick peck on the cheek but, instead, it was on my lips, and Toby seemed to be thrilled with that.
"Thanks," he breathed.
When I pulled back from him, he just stood staring at me with a bright smile and wide eyes.
"Toby, it's my turn to kiss 'er now," a lad from behind Toby hollered.
Toby frowned but quickly smiled at me again before moving off. The four lads that followed Toby all got the same five second long, closed-mouthed kiss, and afterwards they acted like I had flashed them my boobs with the way they gazed at me.
"This is fun," Destiny chirped from my left.
I looked at her, my face scrunched up in horror. "They were practically babies!"
She rolled her eyes. "Puh-lease, we're only like four to five years older than them. Besides, it was only for two seconds."
Five seconds.
I shook my head. "I still didn't think it was fun."
"You will when the older lads pile in and come over."
I snorted and said, "I will happily leave you to deal with them since you seem to enjoy this."
"Really? Deadly, thanks!"
I snorted then turned my head and looked around the hall at the rest of the set-ups to earn money. There were games, baked goods for sale, dancing, and other stuff that I couldn't see from where I was sat.
"You know that Jason is back from his holidays early, right? And that he prefers brunettes over redheads?"
Why did she keep talking to me?
Wait, did she say Jason was back from his holidays… early?
"That news just made me die inside."
Destiny snorted so I looked at her and said, "He will choose you over me; he knows I don't like him."
That was an understatement; Jason knew I hated him.
Jason was the captain of the football team and had been a pain in my arse since second class in primary school when he decided to bully me for his personal amusement.