Let the Games Begin // Dodge Mason

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ Chapter Four ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

     "Phones!" Summer yelled at us as we walked towards her.

     "Here," I said as Dodge and I handed our phones over to her.

     "Thank you guys, now don't take these off alright?"

     We made our way down into the crowd, as I grabbed a beer from a random cooler.

     "You ready for this?" He asked me.

     "As ready as I'll ever be I guess." I shrugged.

     "Lilia!" Natalie said as she ran towards me, embracing me in a hug.

     "Natalie, hi." I hugged her.

     "New kid, finally." She whispered in my ear and broke the hug.

     I sent her a shy smile and realized my cheeks were burning again.

     "I'll catch up with you later, okay?" I told her, she nodded and wandered off to find Bishop.

     "Welcome to Panic!" Diggins yelled through the megaphone.

     I grabbed Dodge's hand as he talked.

     "My name is Diggins, and this summer I will be your host with the most."

     "This year the winner of Panic is gonna take home the grand prize of $50,000."

     "Shit, last years was only $30,000" I told Dodge.

     "You all know the rules. Whatever happens at a challenge, stays at a challenge."

     "So, I don't wanna see any posting, tweeting or gramming about it, no exceptions."

     "Anyone in violation risks losing game privileges,"

     "The first challenge is The Jump," He explained, pointing to the high cliff.

     "Remember kids, you want to go out and down into the swimming hole,"

     "You miss it and it's gonna be the rocks that break your fall."

     "Scared yet?" I jokingly ask Dodge.

     "No but the grip on my hand suggests you are." He laughs.

     "Oh, shut up!" I smack his arm.

     "Take a leap from The Lookout and grab yourself 100 points. Curtesy of this years friendly judges, whoever they may be."

     "Let the games begin!"

     "That's our cue," I let go of Dodge's hand and started striping down into the Bikini.

     I could feel Dodge's eyes on me as I did, I didn't wanna look up, but they were burning a hole right through me.

     When I was all done, I looked up and saw Dodge take his shirt off, I couldn't help but stare.

     "Like what you see?" He smiled at me.

     "I don't know, are you a cowboy?" I joked, he rolled his eyes, and we made our way over to Summer to get assigned a number.

     "Dodge, right?" Summer asked.

     "Yep,"

     "You're number 12," He turned and looked at me, nodding before taking a flare and making his way up the cliffside.

     "Lilia!"

     "Hi, Summer," I smiled.

     "You're number 13, best of luck girl."