Kat
"It's just a question, there's nothing wrong or right," Danika pressed.
"Unless you lie," I added, taking another swig of vodka.
We were up in my room using what was now Matthew's empty bottle as the all knowing power to determine who had to pick truth or dare.
The oh so mighty bottle had selected me for its third victim.
The first had been Devil, one of my friends, of course it was just an ironic nickname for her real name, Angel, who was dared to wear her thong like a bracelet for the next hour.
The second had been Paul, one of the randoms to come to my room, who was asked if he'd ever kissed a guy, lame question since he's gay and obviously attractive so naturally his answer was yes.
Not it was my turn.
And you know how I like to keep it interesting.
"Dare," I said flatly without hesitation, not bothering to be asked the classic question, popping yet another couple of cinnamon hots to get the smell and taste of alcohol out of my mouth.
Don't ask me about my thing with cinnamon stuff. I don't know why I love it so much, I just do.
"I dare you to... Hmmmmm," Paul thought for a second.
He looked at Nate, Quinn, then Matthew.
"Make out with that guy," he said, pointing to Matthew.
I shrugged and leaned in, while he nervously followed.
"Don't worry, just relax," I whispered.
"Uh.., okay," he whispered back nervously.
From what I was assuming may or may not have been not first-
But close, kiss, he wasn't bad, but definitely not something I was into.
He was nervous at first, but found his way into it after a second.
Quinn chose that moment to bust into the room.
"Some black girl with green dreadlocks said I could find you h-,"
Everyone turned to face my bedroom door.
There, looking like she was about to explode- stood Quinn.
"You wh-," she began, but began gagging.
"Whoa whoa!" I shouted, relaxing what was about to happen.
I grabbed an old ugg that one of Jade's previous girlfriends had left at her house.
And almost immediately, Quinn started throwing up.
As she heaved I looked at Nate and Matthew in alarm.
"This shit is translucent green! Has she actually put anything in her besides lime Jell-O shots?" I shouted.
Nate now extremely concerned got up and grabbed Matthew.
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She's so mean
Teen Fiction"God I'm so mean" Kat, the self proclaimed mean girl of her town. She's the girl that everyone knows and talks about but isn't quite the what you'd expect a popular-ish girl to be like, and that's just how she likes it. Nate, often found in your hi...
