Troublemakers

5.0

It was four summers ago when all three of us were playing truth or dare out in the pool. The only reason that I had joined in on the brothers' stupid game was because I didn't want Brice to think that I was a wuss.

I would do anything to hang out with the guy I had a crush on for years.

"Alright Carson," Brice started, narrowing his eyes at him brother. I remember Brice's hair was wet and messy, and all I could think about was what it would be like to run my fingers through it. The tips of his hair was blonde from the sun and then was a light brown throughout the rest of his hair. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth," Carson had answered, while floating on his back in the massive pool. This house was one of the nicest ones in Sandy Hills, while every other house was the normal standard beach house that possibly had a pool.

"Wimp," Brice muttered, before trying to come up with a question. "What's a secret that neither Lauren or I know?"

Carson has stopped floating on his back, and looked his brother in the eyes as he tried to think of an answer. I was leaned up against the stone wall of the pool, and couldn't wait to see what his answer was. Carson and I always told everything to each other, so if there was a secret that I didn't know, then it had to be good.

"Alright," he started, and then taking a deep breath. "You guys remember Danielle?"

"The girl from the ice cream shop that you met two weeks ago?" I asked, just to clarify.

"Yeah," he answered, nodding his head. "Well, we were hanging out in the living room, and you both were out at the beach or something, but she reached over and grabbed my hand."

"I already like where this is going," Brice commented, amusement written all over his face. "Continue."

"So she grabbed my hand, and then looked at me in the eyes," he starts to explain, and I can see a nervous look come across his face.

Brice had glanced over at me, and gave me a look, neither one of us knowing where this story was going.

"So she tells me, 'I love spending time with you and all, but there is a new neighbor down the street. Well, he doesn't think you are a good influence on me and I can't hang out with you anymore.'."

"Who is the neighbor?" Brice asked.

"I don't know," he answered, shrugging his shoulders. His mood had decreased after sharing that story because I knew that he really liked that Danielle girl.

"You're not a bad influence," I piped in, shaking my head. "If anything, you are a good influence."

"Thanks," he said quietly, looking up and giving me a small smile.

"Alright," Brice said, clearing his throat. "Your turn."

"Oh," Carson said, realizing that we were in the middle of a game. "Lauren, truth or dare?"

I had to think about this for a minute. If I said truth, which was what I wanted to do, then the question wouldn't be that embarrassing. But, if I said truth, Brice would think I am a wimp. "Dare."

"Oh, there you go Lauren," Brice encouraged, making me stomach do a flip at his smile.

"Alright," Carson said, rubbing his chin. He was thinking for a while, and then all of the sudden this devilious smirk came onto his face. I gulped as I was thinking about what could be going through his mind. "I dare you to skinny dip."

"What?" I asked, my jaw falling down in surprise. Out of anything he had to ask me to skinny dip.

"I wasn't done," he interrupts, holding a finger up in front of him. "With Brice."