Sorry for not having posted in ages! But I was feeling like crap and school had begun again. I tried to make this part as long as possible but I wanted to leave you on a cliffhanger.
The flashback was a slightly exaggerated version of what had happened to me.
Since I know a few of you are from overseas, in
Melbourne (Australia) primary school is prep to grade six.
So when you're five to 12.
High school is year seven to year 12.
When you're 13 to 18 years of age :)
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"Alright," he smiled mischieviously, "come with me into the next room."
As I walked out with Max we were greeted with wolf whistles. By now, I was really sick of them.
When we entered the bathroom, our positions were reversed. I sat on the toilet lid while he sat on the edge of the bathtub. I was feeling quite nervous. After what Max had told me I wasn't sure what would happen.
"This isn't much of a wild dare," he started, "but I need your help."
...that so wasn't what I was expecting. Help him? I know we're not that good of friends but I guess we're not that bad of friends either. What was there to lose?
"Alright. What do you need help with?"
He had a pensive look on his face. Was Max having second thoughts about what he needed help with? What did he need help with? Was I asking too many questions?!
Max opened his mouth slightly but quickly closed it. After what seemed to be an excruciating minute of questions buzzing through my mind, slowly, he started to talk.
"Well, you know how I told you about that girl earlier.."
Girl? He didn't say anything about any girl, or was this his dream girl he was talking about?
Max continued, "I was wondering if you would be able to help me get her attention. I mean, since you know her so well and everything."
I know her well? I racked my brain trying to think of who it could be. I compiled a long list of possible crushes, although I don't know what he'd see in every girl in my list.
"If you wanted me to help, you need to tell me who she is!" I practically yelled.
I saw Max move back a bit. Whoops, I get all these questions were getting to me and if I didn't get questions quick I was going to go insane. I must be the most impatient person in this room. Technically, it was a bathroom and there was only two people in here anyway.
Max sighed.
"She has dark brown wavy hair."
I have dark brown wavy hair!
"When she laughs, she snorts a little."
I snort a little when I laugh!
"Her eyes are an amazing shade of emerald."
People have told ME that my eyes looked emerald!
"She attends our high school."
Well, obviously I do!
"Every morning I see her out for a walk with her sister walking their portuguese podengo."
I own a portuguese podengo!
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Truth Or Dare (ON HOLD)
Teen FictionKathryn dared to play but in playing she found out more than just the truth.