Chapter 21: God Is Punishing Me

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Author's Note: Hey all! So even I don't think this chapter is very good. I was suffering - for the first time - from Writer's Block on this story. Sorry about its suckiness. But I said I would update on the weekends; so here I am updating. So umm yeah. 


God is punishing me.

That’s the only conclusion I’ve been able to come up with for why we’re locked in this bathroom. Maybe this is why no one uses it McKenna! I scold myself for even coming to this bathroom. This is what I get for being so lazy. If I had just walked over to the bathroom that other’s go into; I wouldn’t be trapped in here with Matt; I’d be on my way to go get Ryder or something or back in Vernon. And Will’s airheaded ass is probably still out there flirting with Cassidy not even noticing my sudden disappearance. Granted; we’ve only been here for what I assume is about ten, maybe fifteen minutes.

I’m so mad. And you know, I really shouldn’t be mad. I mean, it’s just a bathroom and it’s only Matt. It could be worse. I could be trapped in the surf shop – which is way smaller than this bathroom - and it be with some total stranger or something. Matt is propped up against a stall; his eyes closed. He isn’t asleep though; because every few minutes he’ll say something. I tap my fingers along the cloth of the towel that’s still wrapped around my waist.

        “Wait don’t you have your phone or something on you?” Matt wonders.

I shake my head desperately, “It’s in my bag and my bag is back at the food booth with Cassidy and William.”

        “Awesome.” He mutters.

        “What about your phone?” I wonder; disregarding the comment.

        “Dead.” He tells me, pulling out his iPhone from his pocket and showing it to me.

        “Well this is just great.”

        “Let’s play a game.” He suggests.

I sigh, but fold my legs Indian style and look over at him. “What do you wanna play?”

        “Truth or dare I have the app on my iPod.” He tells me, pulling the iPod touch from his pocket and turning it on.

        “Not much room for dares; but I guess we can play.”

        “Okay, I’ll start.” Matt announces, “Truth or Dare?”

        “Truth.”

        “Are you in love with your boyfriend?”

I groan, “Matt.”

He holds his hands up in surrender, “What?”

        “Why must you bring my boyfriend into this? And anyways; you’re supposed to let the iPod pick them you know.”

        “I’m just wondering.”

I sigh, “Yes, I am in love with my boyfriend.”

        “Alright; that’s fair. Your turn.”

        “Okay, and I – unlike some – will play the right way.” I reach over to the middle of the floor where the iPod is. “Truth or dare?”

        “Truth.” He tells me.

I grab the iPod and hit the truth button and read across the question that’s just loaded. “When was your first kiss?”

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