A/N
Hey guys! Just a heads up, this chapter will be a little rip-off of Riverdale S1:E1, where they play 'Seven Minutes in Heaven'. So please don't report me, I'm just trying to write a story.
One of the popular girls, Abigale, decided that it would be fun to play 'Seven Minutes in Heaven'. I was kind of unsure, and it got worse when all eyes were centered on me in my bathing suit, but I needed a distraction.
"Sure Abby, but we'll take it easy, okay?" I assured.
"Fine." She said, but I heard her whisper to another girl "Boring...".
"So, let's set up the new girl, Daphne, right?" She sent out a fake smile.
"No, that's unf...". I was cut of by Daph.
"It's okay." She whispered to me as she walked up to Abby.
"Let's spin the bottle!" She said
"Uhhm, we only had cans of soda..?" I said quietly.
"Oh... I thought you knew Pete and his mates had some wine with them, look, there they are!" She explained.
"Here..!" One of the guys said, clearly drunk.
"Thanks!" Abigale exclaimed.
She laid the bottle on the round table in the middle and spun it. When it stopped I didn't know how to react. If I should be exited or mad.
"It's clearly pointing at the hostess!" She chuckled. "Well, who is against some lesbianism?" She laughed at her own joke. "Hurry up now ladies, off to the closet you are, if you aren't there already!" She chuckled again.
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"I'm sorry that I let her do this." I whispered.
"It's fine Gray, anyway, I think we both wanted this." She smiled.
"Ask me a question." I said.
"Why is your name Gray?" She asked.
"My name should've been Luna, but it didn't fit me, and the moon is grey, so yeah." I said.
"Your turn." She moved a little closer to me.
"Did you have someone back in Canada?" I whispered.
"No..." We moved closer to each other.
"Do you have anyone here?" She whispered back.
"No." I smiled.
We leant in and our lips melted together. The feeling was undescribable. It wasen't a sexual kiss, it was more sensual. We broke apart and looked at each other.
"That was awsome." Daph smiled.
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We opened the closet door, and walked out. I had compleatly forgotten about my scars, but it all came rushing back to me when all eyes were on my body.
"Hey! Scargirl!" Someone yelled.
"Show us your knife tricks!" Everyone laughed.
I tried to get past the crowd, but Pete, out of all people, stopped me.
"Where do you think your're going scarry?" He grinned.
"To the bathroom, now if you would exu-" I was cut off by him gripping my waist, hard.
"You're not going anywhere." He said with a smirk.
"Let me go Pete!" I was genuinly scared.
"Not yet."
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