"Truth or Dare?" Eric laughs. "You've never played 'Truth or Dare'?"
My cheeks darken to a deep pink. "Shut up, Levitt."
"Fine, fine, fine." He clears his throat and looks over at me. "We'll play, only for twenty minutes though."
"I'm perfectly content with that." I smile. I turn to face him, he does the same.
"Truth or Dare?" He asks.
"Truth." I smile, nodding.
"Alright, let's start with the basics." He cracked his knuckles. "Who do you like?"
"No one." I can't tell if it's just my imagination, but I think he just frowned a little. "Truth or Dare?"
"Uh...Dare."
"I dare you to...kiss the bench?" I question, wondering if that's even good enough. Eric shrugs and leaves a lipstick stain on the wood.
"Truth or Dare?"
"Dare."
"Copycat." He chuckles, "just kidding. I dare you to kiss me."
Oh.
Bless loopholes.
I slowly lean over, but at the last moment I dodge his lips and kiss his cheek. "Truth or Dare?"
He chuckles, "nice loophole, Ruth. Truth."
"If you could date anyone in the entire school, who would it be?" I ask.
"Anyone?"
"Anyone."
"Probably..." He ponders over the question for a minute or two. "Ben Retwitch, my God is he hot."
I stare at Eric for a moment, my mouth hanging open. "Um..."
"The look on your face was priceless!" Eric bursts into laughter.
"Screw you, Eric!" My cheeks redden.
"Doesn't every girl want to?"
"Don't forget Ben Retwitch." I remind him.
"Never forget about Ben Retwitch."
"Oh, don't forget to exclude me." I add quickly, "but seriously, who?"
"I don't know, Ruth." Eric sighs, looking at the waterfall branches of the tree.
"Fine." I smile, thinking about Ben Retwitch.
Liar, you're thinking about why Eric wouldn't say you. Maybe you have a crush on him?
"Truth or Dare?" Eric asks, snapping me out of my trance.
"Truth." I bite my tongue.
"What do you want to be when you're older?"
"Asleep."
"Oh." Eric's face flushes red. "Not exactly what I had in mind."
"I want to be able to sleep." I sigh. "I've had this problem since before we met. It's the biggest burden on planet Earth."
"I wanna say I understand." Eric lays a hand in my shoulder. "I really don't though. I have no idea what's it like to not be able to sleep. I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault, Levitt." I smile, shrugging off his hand. "I'll be able to sleep some day."
3.22.16
I love writing the thoughts just it's like me telling them something but it's not, you know?
-glo
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late night wishes
Short StoryThinking about things you need to do can give you a headache. Thinking about people? That's a migraine. ••• Naomi Ruth /noun/ - a weird girl with weird hair that listens to weird music Eric Levitt /noun/ - a cute boy that likes to date for the fun o...