the outcast

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The guys and girls all sit in the livingroom. Literally crowded by how many people there are. There's Me, Frank, Gerard, Bob, Ray, Mikey, Pete, Lyn-Z, Jamia Nestor, Ashley Frangipane, Melanie Caverly, and Taylor Morgan Winchester. God We could have a Thanksgiving Dinner here, or a whole classroom.

And all they do is sit there, and stare, at me. All I'm doing is sitting next to Frank who has his arm wrapped around me. We all sit in one big circle because the girls found a way to overvote the boys to play damn spin the bottle...

The point of the game is stupid, spin the bottle and whoever it land's on you have to kiss them, and there's a level on certain kisses. Cheek kiss, a peck on lips, a smush, a passionate, a holder, a little tounge, or all-out. The others vote on what to choose, and you have to do it or do 15 minutes in hevan unless they haven't picked it already. Or some other stupid dare.

"Okay," says Lyn-Z smiling and clapping her hands. "Who goes first?" she spins the bottle to see who goes first, it lands on. And it land's on "Frankie!" she says smiling. "Spin the bottle."

He rolls his eyes but nods and dose so. It keeps spinning until landing on Taylor. He has that face like shit. Why me! "Lets get this done and over with," he says sighing.

Taylor giggles. "What? Still not fond of me yet? Well just have to see about that." I roll my eyes. Who dose this bitch think she is.

"No one says fond anymore. Unless you're from medevil times I sug..."

"Bitch, did I quote to you?" she raises an eyebrow. "No I didn't."

"Fuck off Morgan, that's my girlfriend your talking to. Unless you want your rich ass police daddy to know that you're a total bitch to everyone then I suggest you be nice." i turn to him wide eyed and surprised. Girlfriend? I mean, me? He nods and smirks kissing my cheek.

Taylor just huffed with a pissed off look and looked at Jamia.

"Smush," says Jamia. Frank turns to her and glares, she just smiles evily and shrugs.

Melanie raises her hand, "I second that."

"Good," says Lyn-Z. "So do i, anyone else?"

"15 minutes in hevan." suggests Ashley.

"That's a little bit to harsh," says Pete. "Maybe just a peck?"

The girls look at each other and laugh. What are they laughing at?

"Yea I guess we can go easy on him," says Melanie.

"Alright, yea just a peck. I'll go with that instead. Any one else?" and everyone raises their hand except me. "Seventeen against one."

Frank moves in close and Taylor comes closer and closer, Frank slowley moves close then quickly kisses her backing away fast. I pull him back and bite my lip.

He frowns and lifts my chin and smiles at me. I hear the familiar buzzing and bouncing souls song and notice my dad is calling, I jump up and run upstairs into Frank's room.

"Hello?"
"Hey! Where the fuck are you?"
"I'm at a friends," I roll my eyes.
"Did I say you could?"
"No but mom did,"
"Well I'm Not mom, your coming home right now! Or else..."
"Or else what? You'll leave me like you did mom. Or you'll abuse me like you did mom. You don't own me any longer dad so get the fucking hell outta my life!" I hang up the phone and throw it on the ground.

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