Chapter 18
Everyone sits around a circle tabel in the basement. The lights are dimmed and candles are lit all around the area. My heart flutters when Ross puts his hand on my lower back, pulling out a chair for me to sit. I smile shyly and mouth 'thank-you' to him. He winks at me which makes my heart flutter like crazy again. Thank god it's dark cause I'm blushing like mad.
Five minutes into the game and my heart is still pounding like crazy. Then he walks in. A guy with dark brown hair which is spiked up in the front. He seems vagley familiar. That's when I know who he is. Dereke. Yes, pervert Dereke from school. Sudenly I feel slightly sick. "Hey dude!" Goes Rocky, getting up and giving Dereke a Bro-Hug. "Sup dude?!" Joins in Ross. "Not much, are we ready to get dirty in here?" Goes Dereke, winking at me. I feel kinda dizy and I anxiously pull down my mini skirt. The two blonde chicks sitting next to me are all over him in a blink of an eye. I glance at Ross, trying to keep my cool. What did I get myself into?! "Yo, Dereke you spin first," insists Riker. Dereke spins the bottle, and with my horrible luck, guess who it ended up landing on? Me. I think I might throw up..
Dereke leans into kiss me, and suddenly, our lips lock. And when they do, I feel sparks. Yes, sparks. When we pull away I know he felt them too. I gulp, quickly try to take that stupid lovey-dovey look off my face before anyone thinks I have a thing for Dereke. When I look over back at Ross I notice a bit of anger on this face. What's with that? Does he notice that I maybe liked that kiss? Is he... Jealous?
AN- thanks for the great idea @osnapitzsoniiR5!!
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