Playing Cupid by SC Alban

Author:SC Alban [Alban, SC]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-953539-78-6
Publisher: The Parliament House
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

It took the next few days for me to come down from the high of making my first love match. Even though I remembered the gross motor movements required to shoot an arrow, I was surprised at how exhilarating it was holding the arrow between my fingers, the resistance of the bowstring as I pulled back, and the soft vibrating twang as I let go when there was so much on the line. It was a definite rush. No wonder Amadeo was so cocky. He did this all year long.

I rubbed the back of my right hand where the string had snapped against the soft flesh, leaving a slight red mark. I brushed aside the minor injury. It was nothing compared to the thrill that witnessing the arrow absorb into Principal Higgins’s shoulder had given me and knowing he and Ms. O’Dowd were a total match. It was intoxicating. Powerful. And it went to my head.

“I could definitely get used to this feeling,” I bragged as Amadeo and I groomed Cosmo together.

Amadeo sniffed loudly as he brushed the old horse’s mane. He stood on an overturned barrel, his arms straining to reach the top of Cosmo’s silky mane. I found his way with Cosmo very endearing, and I liked him a bit more for it. Though anyone who treated Cosmo nicely would always be okay in my book. However, minus his impeccable horse-grooming skills, his general attitude was starting to grate on my last nerve.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked, affronted.

“Nothing.” He continued petting Cosmo with care, his voice holding a level of indifference.

“Well, something’s wrong. And I don’t appreciate your little sniffs over there. So you might as well tell me.”

He stroked Cosmo’s mane with his hand, his fingers gently brushing the coarse hair smooth.

“Well, if you must know, I’ll tell you. But you’re not going to like it,” he warned.

“Try me.”

He took a deep breath. His movements were exaggerated, his chest puffed out like a little human blowfish.

What a drama queen!

“To be honest, Megan, I understand you feel amazing about making the match, but truthfully, it wasn’t as close as it should’ve been. And quite frankly, one more inch to the right and your teacher would be living the rest of her life in love with the cow cookie jar on the shelf behind Principal Romeo.”

“What! Oh, come on. That’s ridiculous,” I argued in self-defense. “Just because I’m not a trained cupid, doesn’t mean it wasn’t a great shot.”

“First of all, you need a reality check because, no, it wasn’t. Second, it has taken centuries for me to perfect the art of the arrow. What you did, my dear, is what we call Cupid’s Luck. Plus, I didn’t want to say anything earlier because I didn’t want to hurt your feelings, but my arrows are magically conditioned to gravitate toward a match, so that’s probably the only reason it hit him at all.”

My shoulders slumped. My expression must have shown my disappointment, because his tone changed.

“Look, Megan,” he said gently, putting a hand on my shoulder.

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