Bejeweled- The lucky one season 2

Chaotic night part 1

The lucky one- Bejeweled- Chapter 28th
Chaotic night part 1

Claire's POV

One by one, we take a shower and change clothes in the bathroom near the pool. Another great pool party. The last one. Victor gave his name today at this party.

When the last of us leaves the bathroom we take a few more pictures and head upstairs.

– Guys, I'm bored. – Sophia said as we all headed to Victor's room where we would be sleeping.

– Same.– I agree.

– Why don't we play Truth or Dare? – Victor suggested and we all agreed.

Even though we were tired from staying in the pool the whole day, no one was sleepy. Besides, it was just 7 pm.

Hellen, Giulia, Anne and Bethany sit at my right and the others at my left. Victor takes an empty coke plastic bottle and we make a circle.

We spin the bottle and it doesn't take long before it gets to me.

– Claire, truth or dare?– Giulia asks me.

– Truth.

– Come on, you always choose the truth. – Victor says with an annoyed expression.

– That's because I have nothing to hide. My life is an open book.

We all burst out laughing at my obvious lie. Everyone hides something.

– Okay. Claire, did you ever kiss someone? If yes, who.

Oh fuck. Why did I choose the truth? This will be the end of my social life. I'm the only one who never kissed here.

– Er… nop.

A few laugh, other gasp, Victor looks at me with an ‘sorry about that’ look and someone says:

– Come on, she's just 12, what did you expect?

My cheeks are burning with embarrassment.

– Well, can we keep going? – I asked.

Everyone agreed and I sighed in relief. It can't get any worse, right?

Wrong.

Very wrong.

When Anne chooses dare, and I hear Sophia pronounce the words ‘I dare you to kiss Claire’ I wanted to throw up right there.

I look at Anne wide eyed but she's calm.

– Okay. Just not with tongues.– She said and I sighed in resignation. I would have my first kiss in the next seconds.

Not a french kiss, but a kiss.

My heart rate was at the roof.

She got closer and I closed my eyes, as I couldn't really look in her eyes.

Our lips touch and it's cold but that's just it. I feel nothing.

At a certain point I'm relieved I know how it is. But the fact I feel nothing makes me wonder if I just don't like girls romantically or if I ever will like anyone romantically, boy or girl.

They tease me a little because of the blush on my cheeks but we keep going for another 3 rounds and Victor makes sure no one mocks me for the rest of night, so just after midnight I dive into tumultuous dreams.