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I took a step back, "Wait, what? You dare me? How old are you? Eight?"

He put the cigarette between his lips, "Fine," he said out of the corner of his mouth, "I triple dog dare you." he took the final drag of his cigarette and dropped it on the ground.

With one foot he stomped on it and smushed it into the ground. I stared at him in shock and utter disbelief, "You want me to try and change you?" I asked and crossed my arms, "I am not a babysitter." I said firmly.

He laughed and shook his head, "Whatever. I'll just let the fact that you didn't try to help me, and I'll probably end up dead because of it haunt you forever." he stuck out a hand, "The name's Jordan. You?" I was caught slightly off guard with the sudden question.

my eye twitched at the thought of him dying on my account, "I'm um, I'm W-Will." I stumbled out. Jordan had an amused look in his face.

"Is today your first day with a name?" he asked with a mischievous grin. I rolled my eyes playfully and laughed.

"Whatever. Shall we get started?" I asked, Jordan chuckled.

"Told you it would eat away at you." he taunted.

"Okay," I breathed and puffed out my cheeks, "Let me see your pack. And not your non existent abs, your pack of cigarettes."

"I'll have you know my abs are very existent." he said as he pulled out his pack. I grabbed it from him and threw the box into the woods.

"HEY!" he shouted, "WHAT WAS THAT?" I flashed him a cheeky grin.

"Step one."