CHAPTER FOURthe bet“He’s definitely

CHAPTER FOUR
the bet
“He’s definitely staring at you,” America whispered,
leaning back to peek across the room.
“Stop looking, dummy, he’s going to see you.”
America smiled and waved. “He’s already seen me.
He’s still staring.”
I hesitated for a moment, and then finally worked up
enough courage to look in his direction. Parker was looking
right at me, grinning.
I returned his smile, and then pretended to type
something on my laptop.
“Is he still staring?” I murmured.
“Yep,” she giggled.
After class, Parker stopped me in the hall.
“Don’t forget about the party this weekend.”
“I won’t,” I said, trying not to bat my eyes or do anything
else ridiculous.
America and I made our way across the lawn to the
cafeteria to meet Travis and Shepley for lunch. She was still
laughing about Parker’s behavior when Shepley and Travis
approached.
“Hey, Baby,” America said, kissing her boyfriend
square on the mouth.
“What’s so funny?” Shepley asked.
“Oh, a guy in class was staring at Abby all hour. It was
adorable.”
“As long as he was staring at Abby,” Shepley winked.
“Who was it?” Travis grimaced.
I readjusted my backpack, prompting Travis to slide it
off my arms and hold it. I shook my head. “Mare’s
imagining things.”
“Abby! You big, fat liar! It was Parker Hayes, and he
was being so obvious. The guy was practically drooling.”
Travis’ expression twisted into disgust. “Parker
Hayes?”
Shepley pulled on America’s hand. “We’re headed to
lunch. Will you be enjoying the fine cafeteria cuisine this
afternoon?”
America kissed him again in answer, and Travis and I
followed behind. I sat my tray between America and Finch,
but Travis didn’t sit in his normal seat across from me.
Instead, he sat a few seats down. It was then that I realized
he hadn’t said much during our walk to the cafeteria.
“Are you okay, Trav?” I asked.
“Me? Fine, why?” he said, smoothing the features of
his face.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

BAB EMPAT
taruhan
"Dia pasti menatap Anda," bisik Amerika,
bersandar kembali mengintip seberang ruangan.
"Berhenti mencari, boneka, dia akan melihat Anda."
Amerika tersenyum dan melambaikan tangan. "Dia sudah melihat saya.
Dia masih menatap."
Aku ragu-ragu sejenak, dan kemudian akhirnya bekerja sampai
cukup keberanian untuk melihat ke arahnya. Parker melihat
langsung ke arahku, tersenyum.
Aku kembali senyumnya, dan kemudian berpura-pura untuk mengetik
sesuatu di laptop saya.
"Apakah dia masih menatap?" Gumamku.
"Ya," dia terkikik.
Setelah kelas, Parker menghentikan saya di aula .
"Jangan lupa tentang pesta akhir pekan ini."
"Aku tidak akan," kataku, berusaha untuk tidak kelelawar mata atau melakukan apa
pun konyol.
Amerika dan saya membuat perjalanan melintasi halaman ke
kantin untuk memenuhi Travis dan Shepley untuk makan siang. Dia masih
tertawa tentang perilaku Parker ketika Shepley dan Travis
mendekat.
"Hei, Baby," kata Amerika, mencium pacarnya
persegi di mulut.
"Apa yang lucu?" Shepley bertanya.
"Oh, seorang pria di kelas menatap Abby semua jam. Itu
menggemaskan.
"" Selama dia menatap Abby, "Shepley mengedipkan
mata." Siapa itu? "Travis meringis.
Aku menyesuaikan ransel, mendorong Travis untuk geser
off lengan saya dan tahan. Aku menggeleng. "Mare
membayangkan hal."
"Abby! Anda besar, pembohong! Itu Parker Hayes, dan ia
sedang begitu jelas. Orang itu praktis drooling.
"Ekspresi Travis 'dipelintir menjadi jijik. "Parker
Hayes?"
Shepley menarik di tangan Amerika. "Kami sedang menuju ke
makan siang. Apakah Anda akan menikmati masakan kantin baik ini
sore?
"America menciumnya lagi jawaban, dan Travis dan aku
mengikuti di belakang. Aku duduk nampan antara Amerika dan Finch,
tapi Travis tidak duduk di kursi normal di depanku.
Sebaliknya, ia duduk beberapa kursi bawah. Saat itulah saya menyadari
ia tidak mengatakan banyak selama kami berjalan ke kantin.
"Apakah Anda baik-baik saja, Trav?" Saya bertanya.
"Me? Baik, mengapa? "Katanya, merapikan fitur
wajahnya.