A/N
This story will actually have more than one chapter.
I hope you will read this, and hopefully enjoy it. I don't mind if you hate it because it's my first story(kinda)
This isn't a cliche story!
Enjoy....
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I slipped my shades on, keeping my eyes on my drink. I had no idea what it was, punch? I looked over at my friends, who were one by one taking stronger and stronger shots. That never meant good things.
Before I knew it, I was taking shots. Way too many. It was apparent that I was trashed when I suggested we play spin the bottle. When the bottle landed on me I was dared to do the unthinkable. I had to put my name iin the game. The game that could break you. My thoughts were whirring through my mind. What of I got picked? What if I ruined my life? What if I let them win? Suddenly my body failed me and I was lying in a heap on the ground. I closed my eyes and was amazed at the flashing lights dancing around.
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Teen FictionArana is the biggest nerd ever. She's shy. But when she's on her surf board or writing the truth with her guitar, it's a different story. When a game of spin the bottle at a beach party decides to change her life, she finds herself in a game. Six bo...
