15. t or d

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Will

he was standing completely opposite me, looking around with a hand in his pocket.

eventually he started moving about as the whole group attempted to sit in a circle.

but as i was about to sit down, a shrieking of a girl came out again.

"wILL COME HERE"

max shouted my name waving her hand at me,but as her screaming emitted, i saw mikes head in the corner of my eye turn to face me.

i turned to him as we stared at eachother, the whole sophomore level was still figuring out how to sit down. a little hand emerged paired with a dorky grin waved to me, i quickly waved back and lowered down my head moving towards max.

as i moved through the crowd and sat down next to max, i whisper- yelled at her,

"you ass why didn't you tell me he was gonna be here"

"im an ass"

now that i noticed suddenly the whole level sat down, i assumed that we were gonna play a game.

as we all were sat, a girl, from my english class, ran up with an empty bottle in her hands.

"spin the bottle truth or dare"

the whole level was murmuring in dissatisfaction and or disagreement,but eventually they became of agreement.

"ok great"

the girl holding the bottle placed it in the middle of the circle,then tryed to squeeze in-between her friends.

"I'll start first and we go clockwise"

one guy said spinning the bottle.

.

"ooooh my turn my turn"

max spun the bottle rather aggressively, as it spun, it landed on mike.

wow cliché.

he watched the bottle land on him and looked towards max,

"truth or dare"

"dare"

"oooooh"

the level cheered as it was, surprisingly the first dare.

max glanced back at mike, and without hesitation,

"ok 7 minutes in heaven with will"

"what that doesn't work like that you have to draw the names"

"mike,i don't give a fuck"

i looked at the two bickering, and went on to say,

"ok shut up let's just start already where do we go"

i looked around and saw a guy pointing towards a storage room.

i stood up as mike followed behind me, and entered the room.holding the door behind me.

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