The Bad Boy Is My Dare

1 } The Bad Boy Is My Dare

FIRST COVER BYYY MerelyMinh

I'm looking forward to see everybody's covers and even if you send more than one, IT SHALL BE FEATURED!

A/N

Yo, we are muthafukin backkk!! I'm so pumped - omg no one even says that, what's wrong with me. BUT YEAH, EXCITEMENT IS IN ME RIGHT NOW,

BUBBLING.

But yeah just wanted to say, hope you enjoy the second book of The Bad Boys and hehe, vote, comment and like, all that jazz.

ALSO, if you wanna send in covers to be featured all you gotta do is private message me, I'll send you my email and then BAMBOOZA - there's something wrong with me - YOUR COVER WILL BE FEATURED ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS, I don't care if it's not the best, your time and effort is worth gold.

Okay okay, I'll shit up now, enjoy :)

Much love, S.

"Suck it."

      "But-"

"Suck it, now." Kady cocked her brow as she looked down at Scott.

     This bitch was not joking around.

We were playing an intense game of truth or dare and so far, everyone was picking dares. Except me. The group were complaining about how boring I was being and let me tell you -

      I, Natasha Sinclair, am not a boring person.

Like,

     How dare they?

I'm the queen of fun. One time in paint-balling, I was the first one who bravely walked up to the opposing team, which... only a fun, daring person would do and guess what?

      I got shot on the ass, a little more to the left, I would've gotten shot in the ass.

It resulted in me running back and hiding for the rest of the five games remaining but yeah..

      I'm fun as fuck.

You should sue me I'm so fun.

And to be fair, I had already been asked some pretty intimate questions. Example,

    "What type of  porn are you in to?"

"When's the last time you did it with yourself?"

      "Virgin?"

"First kiss?"

      "Are you willing to give me head right now?"

I might have only known these guys for two weeks, but they knew a bit too much about me than anyone should. Ergo, if we stopped being friends, I might potentially have to kill them. Scott's mouth encircled her painted toe before he shot up, not failing to trip on the way, toward the bathroom as he poured mouthwash into his mouth and I'm pretty sure he swallowed some too. Weston laughed at the scene unfolding while Emma continued tapping on her phone, oblivious to what the hell just happened.

Weston wiped the tears from his eyes before looking at Scott who looked like he had come out of the most insane nightmare ever.

"Okay okay, Sinclair you're up."