Hard To Get

Chapter 19 - Truth or Dare

Before the party started, I was praying that the incident on the last party I've been in won't happen again. Juliette finished decorating the house, while I waited for the food and Xander handing Juliette the things she will be needing. The living room looked nice - it was very alive-looking. It had feathers hung on the ceiling and huge dream catchers that are hung on the chandeliers. It made the place look like a dream because there were also clouds (which were made of cotton) stuck on the ceiling as well. The lights were flashing all around; pink, blue, purple, orange, etc., and I swear, this is the best party I've ever been to (maybe).

People started popping in and commenting on how beautiful it was. But all I ever said was, "Thanks to Juliette. She decorates like a pro." Then they'll smile at Juliette and thank her for decorating the place. 

So far, so good. The party was going well. Tiffany and her group came, I didn't expect that one coming. She was wearing a crop top and high-waist shorts. Well, it was not that high-waisted; of course, her stomach was showing. Her hair was braided in pigtails, and she was holding a red cup and chugging her life down it like there's no tomorrow. I was kind of worried a bit every time I see her chug a glass. My mind is starting to make up crazy hypotheses like, "What if she gets drunk and a guy abuses her?", "What if she drives home?", or "What if she hooks up with Paul or Xander?". Oh man, this is crazy. Well, just right after I thought of Tiffany hooking up with Paul or Xander, both of  them were in front of me. 

"Hey." Xander said. 

"Hi, Wendy." Paul said, showing off his dimple. Oh man, that one is adorable!

"Hello, Xander and Paul." I replied to both of them, then the two of them sat beside me, making me placed on the between them.

"So, how's your party going?" Paul asked me. 

"I think it's going great." 

"How are the drinks? Are they spiked?" Xander, on the other hand asked me.

"Nope." 

"Hey, I like this song! Your taste in music is good." Paul said.

"Yeah? Thanks." I replied.

"Your place is really huge, Mia." Xander said.

"Actually-" Then me.

"Is there wifi here?" Then Paul.

"Ye-" Me again.

"Is the pool open?" Then Xander.

"You want some chips?" Then Paul.

"So how's your career going?" Then Xander.

"What..."

They just kept on asking me everything that they can spill. I just stared at the floor and did a straight face. But I had to do something, they were getting on my nerves. 

"SHUT UP THE TWO OF YOU!!!!" I yelled. Then everybody looked at me, the music stopped and even the people who were dancing stopped as well.

"Continue with what you're doing." I ordered like I was a president or something.

"Sorry." Xander and Paul said in unison.

"Why don't we just-... just play something." I stated.

"Oh I love games." Xander said.

"That's cool." Paul said. 

"Okay! Okay! Let's play truth or dare." I said, then found a bottle of pepsi lying on the ground and picked it up. I placed it on the table then spun it.

I spun the bottle too hard so it was taking a while before it stopped. But here it goes. It's slowing down, mini heart attacks were occuring, and eyes or mouths bulging out. 3... 2... 1. The bottle stopped then it pointed out to Paul. 

"Okay, Truth or Dare." I asked.

"Dare." Paul said with confidence. 

"I dare you to leave this party." Xander slipped in.

"Xander!" I warned. "Okay, I dare you to dance with Georgette for a minute." I continued then folded my arms.

"WHAT? WHY HER?" He insisted. 

"Just do it man, don't be a pussy." Xander said then I gave him a stern look for saying that to him.

"Fine." 

Paul walked like a zombie when he was nearing Georgette. Oh by the way, Georgette is a school nerd which I really think so but, I'm not being judgmental at this time. But I really think. There are also rumors that she doesn't wash her hands after she picks her nose. Well, anyway back to Paul. As he found Georgette, Georgette's eyes gleamed with delight. And oh yes, I saw Paul gulped. Oh man, I pity him. Xander and I watched them dance for a minute. And as a minute passed, Paul rubbed alcohol on his hands and sat with us again, breathing slowly.

"So how was the dance?" I asked.

"SHE ALMOST KISSED ME ON THE CHEEK!" Paul said then folded his arms. 

"Aw, but congratulations on surviving." I stated. Then Paul spun the bottle. Paul didn't spun the bottle as hard as I did, so it only took a few seconds to spin. But it was a nightmare, that mini heart attack, maybe became a heart attack but, not literally. The bottle pointed out to me.

"Truth or Dare?" Xander said and looked at me with sharp eyes.

"Dare." I said.

"Alright." He said then paused to think of something. 

"Of all the guys in this room, only up to the kitchen...

Kiss one guy."