Dangerous Games

Chapter 5

*Kristina POV*

The entire summer we planned, planned and planned. We made stunts and tricks we could each use in a different way. We got the clothes and make up ready.

And most important of all, we got our acts up and together.

We were going to make our way up and be The Players of our 'games'.

I came up with some stuff for lunch too.

And the coming up talent show would make it even better!

I thought about all of this while I drove my car to the beach party al seniors were invited to before school started.

Of course I was meeting Jane and Ciara there. Going alone to a beach party, where would the fun be in that?

I parked and called three-way to find out were we could meet up.

I found exactly where they told me they were, already making progress in the Game. I smirked as I walked up to them surrounded by three guys that were new to our school for senior year.

"Here she is! Kristina this is Dylan," Jane gestured at the guy who was gawking at me then back at her. He was about her height which meant shorter than me. But he was cute with his brownish blonde ruffled up hair.

"This is Cole," Ciara said tugging him forward as he did the same thing Dylan did but in a more perverted way. He had dark hair and was too buff for my tastes.

"And I'm Mitch," a guy with a shirt that showed his muscles, brown hair that looked like the blonde mixed in it were natural highlights. I like it.

"Kristina obviously," I smiled and rolled my eyes as I said it. He stuck out a hand to shake but instead I surprised him by giving him a man hug. That's not part of the changing to be in the Game it's the way I am. I like playing soccer with guys, you don't like it? I don't care.

"Uh hi," he flushed. Nice.

"So shall we?" I gestured for all of them to follow me to dance.

"Yeah, sure, awesome," they answered.

As we walked I linked arms with Mitch. I had the feeling I just might want to tell him to watch out and ignore the rumors about us. But what if I was wrong, and what if I was right? Sigh.

We danced in the oblivious crowd and had fun. Mostly because they were all drunk. Which I was kind of glad of, until I found my self in the same position. Groan. How could I pass? It was my favorite drink.

"Are you sure you're ok?" Mitch asked. I giggled.

"Of course babe, here you try some. It so good," I passed him the drink.

He drank it down in a gulp with a disbelieving look.

After a couple of those, we were both giggling and laughing at each other.

I found myself wondering were Ciara and Jane were but I soon forgot.

We walked to my car and after the sloppiest make out he kissed down my neck and I tugged at his hair pushed up against my car.

I saw Ciara and Jane walking towards my car laughing with their dates.

I tugged a little harder making his head go back so he could see they were coming. He shrugged it off and continued.

"Mitch, Mitch," I shook my head breathless bringing his lips to mine.

"Hmm?" he replied dreamily. I attempted to roll my eyes but instead fell in the back seat of my car with Mitch all over me.

I pushed him off as his friends dragged out of my car. I giggled.

"Common man, you're drunk. You'll see her next time," Dylan struggled.

"Someone had fun tonight," Ciara said with a grin. I smirked.

From the distance I saw Ray walking from the dancing crowd. I grinned like crazy. He saw me waving at him and walked over.

"Hey Kristina- are you ok?" I nodded jumping out of my car hugging him.

"Well, she is but her brain isn't. Common Kristina we need to take your drunk butt home," Jane said. She's enjoying this. I narrowed my eyes at her and looked back at Ray.

"But I want to stay with Ray!" I protested whining.

"But-" Ciara was cut off.

"It's ok, I need a ride anyway," he shrugged like it was nothing.

"You can handle her?" Ciara raised an eyebrow.

"Trust me, I've seen her in worse situations," he said nodding.

"Ok, now I don't have to come back for my car," Jane said with a shrug.

"Yay!" I squealed. Ray chuckled and shoved me into the passenger seat

Jane just got out of.

"She's gonna have a major hangover," Ciara mumbled.

"Hey! I'm standing right here!"

"I can handle that," he said closing my door and walking to the drivers seat. We said our byes and he drove me home.

"What were you doing there?" he asked me.

"It was a party, since when do I pass out on those?" I was feeling like myself again.

"You pass on those parties all the time. What changed your mind now? What if you got h-" I cut him off. That stung. He knew everything that happened, of course he's like my brother.

"I went because I knew nothing would happen. What changed my mind is that this year is going to be different. Now why don't you tell me why you were there?" I raised an eyebrow. Now he was silent.

"I went because I'm going to your school,"

"What?"

"I'm going to your school," he repeated. No shit Sherlock!

"Why?" he hesitated.

"I didn't want you to be there getting hurt again," I let out a histerical humorless laugh.

"I'm not gonna be along you know,"

"I know. But if this year is different I want to see it," he said simply.

"Whatever," I grumbled as he parked the car in my drive way.

"So how are you going to make it 'different'" he made quotation marks.

So I told him the plan and when I finished the rules I got out of the car. Fast. Which was a bad idea. A wave of dizziness came over me I nearly fell over.

"Shit," I muttered. Ray came and helped me into my house and up the stairs. My parents weren't here like usual, they're on a business trip. But Ray already knew this. He was like my personal diary.

He put me on my bed and was about to walk off when I pulled his arm not letting him leave.

"What?"

"Stay with me please," I sort of pleaded. He shook his head and chuckled.

He pushed me over and laid next to me rapping his arms around me like we used to do before I moved here. I nudged him and he did it back, it was our way of saying goodnight.

He pulled away and made me look at him.

"I thought you were going to be happy hat I was coming to your school, why are you sad?" he asked. I couldn't lie to him, so I blurted the truth.

"I'm afraid I'll lose you and you'll become one of them," I confessed in a small voice.

"You know I would never do that to you right? Much less turn my back on you," with that I relaxed and I snuggled up to him and drifted off.

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