Jennifer Scott has spent all of her sixteen years on earth battling night terrors. Between the intense nightmares and her overprotective parents, Jennifer feels like her teenage years are going down the drain.
That all changes on the eve of her sop...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"I'll start," Emmett said, scooting closer to the bottle and tossing his long, golden locks to one side. It brought forth an unmistakable BO.
Jen wiggled her nose and pretended not to notice. She had other stuff to focus on, like the fact that Eric Riley was sitting right next to her. Their thighs touched, bringing forth a rain of butterflies.
With the flick of Emmett's wrist, the game began. The group held their breath as the bottle clinked and twinkled against the pavement. It slowed as it passed by Eric, then Ben, and landed on her best friend.
"Nina," Emmett addressed her.
"Nora," Ben corrected, looking over at her and smiling. "Right?"
"Yeah." She raised an eyebrow at him before turning her attention back on the game. "I pick dare."
"Good," the blonde said. He eyed Nora carefully, then his eyes flickered toward Ben. Jen was sure she wasn't the only one to notice Ben's attentions toward Nora. A sly smile slipped into Emmett's mouth. He looked at the boy sitting beside Jen and said, "I dare you to kiss Eric."
She let out a little gasp, which only made Emmett break out in laughter. Nora and Jen shared panicked looks, her heart erratic.
"You're such a dick," Ben complained, rolling his eyes.
Jen fidgeted with the hem of her skirt. It's fine, she told herself. It's just a kiss.
But then, her brain had the swell idea to play out every movie and book where the main characters fell in love with a first kiss. Jealousy painted her cheeks red.
Nora took a deep breath before saying, "A dare's a dare, right?" She leaned forwards and crawled toward Eric, her hips swaying like a prowling panther. When their faces were mere inches apart, she stopped.
Jen had to bite her cheek to keep from frowning, or pouting, or scowling, or anything that gave away that she absolutely hated what was unfolding before her eyes. Her stomach dropped when Eric smiled at Nora, his blue eyes holding a playful glint.
Just when Jen thought they'd lock lips, Nora raised her head and landed a soft kiss on Eric's forehead. She wanted to sigh in relief but settled for relaxing her shoulders.
Nora stepped back to her spot saying, "Be more specific next time," and threw a subtle smile Jen's way. "It's my turn, then."
The bottle spun once more, twirling and twirling till it stopped, its tip pointed at Jen. "Truth or dare?" Emmett asked her.
Jen played with the laces on her sneakers. Nora would never do anything to harm her, but she was reckless enough to make her kiss Eric or something if she picked dare. Of course, she wanted to, but she was terrified. What if she was bad at it and embarrassed herself? Nope. Not happening. "Truth," she settled. Nora would make sure to ask something that made her look cool.
