Me And The Mysterious Man's
Chapter 33 - Prom Reunion

Jack stopped the car slowly. Then immediately look towards Becca. He could watch the girl squeezing her fingers for no reason. Becca's gaze was only on the crowd of people around the event building.

"Are you nervous?" ask Jack.

"Little bit. I feel like I want to go back home" Becca replied hesitatingly.

"If that's your wish, I don't mind taking you back home!" jack meant to flirt. But Becca responded with her consent.

"Come on Jack, I'm just saying the parable. After all I've sacrificed a lot of money to come to this event." Becca.

"Before that, are you sure you'll still be wearing your shoes?" Jack turned his eyes to the sneakers Becca was wearing.

"The problem of shoes, of course I'm sure one hundred percent!"

"What's the reason?"

"I wear it because I don't want to have trouble dancing on the dance floor" Becca said with a look that seemed innocent. Makes Jack powerless to smile.

"Let's go!" becca said, then get out of the car. Jack followed, and positioned himself next to Becca.

"Wait!" Jack told Becca to stop. "I think we should join hands, so that our relationship seems convincing" he continued, opening his palm wide. Becca nodded and agreed. His hand slowly linked tightly to Jack's fingers.

All eyes were on Becca and Jack. How not? for the first time in several years, Becca appears at a reunion. Especially with Jack beside her.

From a distance, Tara waved her hand. The girl had already come with her boyfriend.

"O.M.G, you're so different tonight Becca!" Tara shook her head in admiration a few times. Then his eyes turned to look at Jack.

"You look amazing too, Jack!" comment Tara.

"You should have seen how amazing you are, Tara!" reply Jack, to make Tara immediately blushed embarrassed. While Becca who heard could only laugh, because she felt Tara's expression was so funny.

"Hi Becca!" Emily came to say hello. He looks to be holding his girlfriend affectionately.

"Hi Em," replied Becca lazily.

"You guys are very compatible. It might be a candidate for the winner of the prom king and queen tonight" said Emily, who was not at all sincere. Actually, he was just acting humble. For three years in a row, she received the award as queen and prom king reunion with her partner.

"We're not interested in anything like that, are we, Jack?" Becca looked at Jack expectantly.

"To be precise," replied Jack who fully understood Becca's code.

"You guys seem to have made up. Because the last time I looked at a super market, you guys didn't seem to care about each other" Emily said with a probing gaze.

"Wait, wait, who are you? I don't even remember your name." Emily replied indifferently, then left to gather with her friends.

"Shi*t!" tara is upset.

Right in front of the door, Ben stared at Becca from a distance. He appeared to be wearing a black suit complete with a tuxedo. The butterfly tie was neatly adrift in the collar of his shirt. His steps were immediately moved towards Becca. His face looked very determined. But the road is stopped when watching Becca smile broadly with Jack and Tara.

"Becca, let's dance, the music's playing!" take Tara with you while you pull Becca's hand.

"Wait!" Becca stopped her steps and turned to look at Jack. "Come on Jack, come with me!" he said with a big smile.

Jack replied with a firm slab. A sign of him did not want to move his body to dance. He even tried to leave the room. But Becca pulls her hand to come along. Jack's feet automatically follow Becca's steps. I don't know why he couldn't resist. He was now forced to stand on the dance floor.

Jack was on the spot. It caused Becca to laugh amusedly, as the man looked extremely stiff and expressionless. Becca doesn't want to force Jack to dance. Actually he also felt it was okay if Jack chose to leave. But it seems like the tall man has no intention of leaving the dance floor.

Jack stared at Becca dancing. The girl's dance is very nice, it doesn't look like an amateur. Becca moves the body to the beat. The music that was heard was a fast and passionate song.

"You're right, those shoes really make you dance" Jack said, advancing his lower lip.

"All right?" Becca responds with a wide smile. He was happy and carried away. Becca starts dancing around Jack. His long hair occasionally gave a slight touch to Jack's face. It feels so sweet and so soft. Jack's demeanor turned into a twinkle full of admiration. She has been completely fascinated with Becca's figure.

At first Jack did think of Becca as a troublemaking girl. But after getting to know more, all Jack sees from Becca is sincerity and fragility. The girl lied, because her feelings were very sincere. The girl made trouble, because she was very fragile.

Unexpectedly Jack held Becca's arm. Becca stops her dance. Jack stared at Becca's hazel bead with a meaningful twinkle.

On the other hand, on the right seat. Ben sits alone and watches Becca laughing with Jack. He felt deja vu, because at prom last time Ben also saw the same incident. But the difference was that Becca danced with Richy. The voices of some of the women that Ben danced to were ignored like the wind.

Ben knew he never should have come to prom reunion. But his curiosity is so passionate. She wants to see Becca react with Jack. Ben never thought, it turns out Becca showed the same reaction as a few years ago.

"I told you, you actually have a lot of chances." Tara suddenly sat down next to Ben. He held a glass of syrup with strawberry flavor.

"I'm just a loser." - shrewdly Ben looked embarrassed.

"Shi*t! you still have a chance, Ben. Always was! just so you dare explain your true feelings. I like Jack, but that doesn't mean I don't support you!" Tara tried to give her spirit.

"I don't know. I love Becca, and I'm glad to see her as happy as she is now." Ben looked back at Becca from afar.

Tara was moved by Ben's words. She hoped Becca could hear Ben's words firsthand. Tara's eyes slowly dewy, she immediately hugged Ben from the side, as her empathic form.

"You also deserve to be happy Ben, think about it." said Tara, who had run out of advice for her best friend.