Stories I Will Never Write

Where Loyalties Lie

Summary

"You wouldn't last five minutes with a boyfriend like mine!"

Rules:
1. two dates a week (That's a lot with a guy like Trevor)
2. at least one kiss per date (Way out of line. This was Jaren's idea)
3. no cheating whatsoever (This was my rule.)
4. no kissing your real boyfriend
5. you have to hang out at school, lunch, etc.
6. loser dyes her hair neon green

When Jaren and Hana get in a fight at school, something slips out of Hana's mouth that starts this game. It goes on until one person gives up.

Ready.

Set.

Go.

First date... Somewhere down the road.

"So what do I have to do to get you to kiss me?"

I refuse to look at Trevor as we walk through the crowds of people. We're in a mall. It's completely public.

"You need to talk to me, babe." Trevor's voice is full of complaint. I'm almost positive he's never spent more than five minutes with a girlfriend without kissing them. I would be his first.

"Don't call me babe." The thought makes me sick. It seems like he calls me that because I'm his pet or something. Maybe that works for some people, but I have a name my parents gave me and it has never failed me yet.

"You're talking, baby. That's a good sign." He puts his arm across my shoulders. My stomach gives a disgusted jolt and I slip out from under his arm.

"Maybe I'll want to kiss you if you called me by my real name," I say, exasperated.

"But Hana is so bland," he complains.

"Insulting my name is not the way to go."

"Look." His voice turns a little more serious now. "I don't like this thing just as much as you do. But you did agree to it. And there are rules."

"I have rules too. You have to earn my kiss. It isn't just a thing I give away lightly."

"I don't fricking want to kiss you!" he exclaims.

"Then why have you been begging me to for the past..." I check my watch. "Half hour?"

"Fine. What do you want me to do?"

"Well we should establish a camaraderie first-"

"You know, you're cute and all using big words, but I don't know what they mean."

"Friends. We need to be friends first." I roll my eyes, annoyed but slightly pleased with myself that I used a word he didn't understand.

"Dammit. Just get it over with." He grabs me and leans down. It takes me by surprise, and I move my head away. His lips brush the corner of my mouth. He pulls back a little. "You totally just made that awkward."

I roll my eyes so he can see. "Who tried to kiss whom?"

"I'm going to try again." He gives me a pointed look and pulls me closer to try again. I turn away, but he forces my head to his with his hand.

He basically pins my head against his and kisses me really hard. I manage to get my hands between us and push on his chest.

And he has this idiotic grin on his face. "Did you like it?"

"No." I glare at him for a second before continuing through the mall. He follows me and puts his arm around my waist, pulling me against him at the same time. I step away.

"You're really bad at this physical contact stuff, aren't you?" He says.

"Get the camaraderie first."

"It's cute how you do that on purpose."

"No, it's just the stoicheometric tintinnabulation of objectionable units within a pattern-like parabola." I use words against the laws of the English language, hoping he doesn't know what they mean.

He just laughs. "Parabolas are from geometry, right? And I swear you said all that gibberish just to make me think you're even more cute."

Trevor almost makes me want to keep writing this, but not enough apparently.

I honestly don't know who she would end up with in the end (but I'm kind of leaning toward Trevor). Also, the title was kind of a play on words. Like where loyalties lie, where your loyalties are. And where loyalties lie, when those who are loyal to you lie.