A Glimpse of Forever

January 2012 - Sleepover

Chapter 13 

January 2012 - Sleepover

I thought that it was about time to get the group back together. There had been too many arguments between all of us; we needed to spend some quality time together. The best way to get people to open up and deal with their problems was to get them drunk.

Sophie and I had bought some alcohol, ready for tonight. I invited everyone, Ryan, Chris, Tom, Drew, William and Jake and I told them to be at our apartment at 8. I had put chips out because what’s a party without chips?

I didn’t know what to expect, I didn’t even know if everyone was going to make it. To my surprise, they all did. One by one they knocked on my door. Tom was the only one who had brought his own booze, lucky I didn’t mind sharing mine.

Half an hour into it, and most of us were already drunk or near to it. I don’t know why I agreed or how he convinced everyone to join but Tom wanted to play truth or dare, and we let him. I had been told before, that every time Tom consumes any sort of alcohol and gets drunk, he will become determined to play Truth or Dare. No one understands it, but it always ends up happening.

Chris moved my coffee table and pushed my couch out of the way so that we could sit in a circle on the floor. Tom emptied out the glass bottle in his hand and sat in on its side, placing it on floor. Since it was my party they told me to spin first, but I cleverly reminded everyone that Sophie lived here to and that she should get the first turn. And so she spun, it sped up only to slowly decrease until it came to a complete stop in front of William.

“Truth or Dare Will?”

“I’ll choose dare!”

“I dare you to ran down stairs and steal Mrs Roseburg’s wig!”

The room filled with oooh’s. Mrs Roseburg was the evil old lady that lived in the apartment below us and she had a wicked temper. She wore a scruffy black wig and she always smelt of rotten eggs. We all despised her.

“Fine, I’ll do it. Who shall be my witness?”

Sophie flung her hand in the air, and they both ran down stairs to steal the dirty old wig from the nasty witch of a woman.

10 minutes later Sophie and William came back, holding the wig. We sat there staring for a moment until we burst with amusement.

“I’m never doing that again. She threw burnt cookies at me….”

William’s comment only added to the hilarious situation.

A few spins and more entertaining dares later, it was Tom’s turn to spin. The stupid bottle landed on me, then I had to be stupid and say dare and then Tom had to open his stupid mouth and say, “I dare you to survive 7 minutes in heaven in that closet with….Ryan!”

I officially hate this game. I stood up, stumbled, had trouble keeping my balance, and headed to the closet, Ryan was close behind me. After we had both entered the small space, Tom had shut the door and told us that we had to lock it. The closet is one of the stupidest things I have never seen, it had a lock on the inside of the door and only one shelf that was too small to hold anything. It was basically an empty room that had no real purpose. It was a pointless waste of space, they could have at least made the shelves better so I could use them but no.

It was awkward, standing there looking at Ryan. In high school when we did this, I was never the type of person to kiss the person standing opposite me. I would sit there talking with them for the duration of 7 minutes. Ryan told me the story of the first time he had played this. It was years ago, he was 16. He had just downed his first glass of alcohol and spent 7 minutes making out with the school’s skank. After he told me, I informed him that at the same time he was doing that, I was finishing my science project, which was to create the solar system by using gummy bears. I was 12.

“Okay, so you’ve clearly had a better time with this game then I have”

“Gummy bear solar systems sound delicious, though”

Even in the dark, I could tell that a smile had spread itself across his face.

“So, what’s the plan here?”

Being me, I couldn’t help but make a movie reference, “How about we don’t, and say we did?”

His chuckle floated around the tiny, useless closet. If I had been in this situation a few months ago, I would have jumped at the opportunity to kiss the green eyed boy who stood before me but now, I didn’t feel the need.

“I don’t think we have that long now Melly”

“Wow, I don’t know if time is going really slow because we aren’t doing anything or because it hates me”

“I think it’s impossible for anything to hate you”

Even though it’s dark and he couldn’t see my face, I still tried to hide the fact that I blushed. Tom knocked on the door exclaiming we had only a minute left. Great, only 60 more seconds of this awkward exchange. I was sick of standing here so I was about to unlock the door, ignoring the time when Ryan’s lips met with mine. I was taken aback and I didn’t know how to react. I was soo glad that it was dark and he couldn’t see my facial expression when he moved away.

“Sorry, I spoilt your plan….How about we say we didn’t even though we did”

I was a moron and nodded in reply, although he couldn’t see me.

“You might want to relax, they might suspect something”

It was scary how well he knew me. I straightened myself out and relaxed, took a deep breath and unlocked the door.

“That was so boring guys, seriously? Maybe next time think of a different dare”

I tried my best to look more confident then I felt. I was happy that I aced all my drama classes. I didn’t think that anyone second guessed it, well, other than me.

The rest of the night went swimmingly. No more kissing took place, which was good. More drinking was done and even dancing had taken over. I don’t remember exactly what happened but I’m pretty sure Jake broke my lamp and William puked in my shoes.

This was going to be one hell of a clean-up tomorrow, not to mention the killer headache I shall be experiencing.