Happily ever after.

Chapter I

The bottle spun aimlessly as it started to slow down and finally stopped. Pointing to whom?

To me. Prince Scheaver. On that moment, I knew I was in danger. Their dares are knives that can either harm you or kill you completely.

"Ohhhh, look who's in trouble." Kennedy persisted.

My cocky and that-one-person-I-want-to-push-off-a-cliff friend. The whole gang laughed as I started sweating bullets but even so, I gazed at Kennedy like i'm about to stab the living thing out of him.

"Ehhh~ your stares won't work on me anymore, y'know." Kennedy chuckled.

I swear, if killing someone isn't a sin, Kennedy is probably getting buried right now. Kennedy Linston. This one guy who usually pisses me off by doing nothing. So basically, his presence pisses me off. He's my classmate ever since I was in the 5th grade. Ever since we became classmates, he would ask me to eat lunch with him. to go home with him; everything a couple does. Until I was in the point where I thought he was gay but no, he has a crush on Trina. Trina only talks to me since she's socially awkward and Kennedy probably thinks he can talk to her by making friends with me. That didn't work though. Obviously.

"My dare for you is--" before Kennedy can even continue, someone butted in.

"Let me give you your dare." Nathaniel threatened.

Okay, I don't know if i'm in trouble or not since Nathaniel Accillide is my best friend. He can be an angel but he can also be a devil. I've been with him since I was in kinder. He's the only one who saved me from my bullies. But anyway, what will he give me?

"Date." he muttered.

"what?" I grunted.

wait, what? a date? what? Man. this guy is confusing.

"Date." he repeated.

The gang fell into silence as everyone stared blankly at Nathaniel.

"Let it out, Nate." Crieve demanded.

"Simply date someone." he concluded.

I'm sorry, Nathaniel Accillide, what did you just say? what is this? a joke? date? girls? seriously? These questions rambled in my head. I could barely even understand him.

"what do you--"

The piercing sound of the school bell had cut me off but whatever, I am never dating anyone anymore.

"Same place on lunch, see ya." Kallie barked.

Then, the whole gang seperated. The gang consists of 12 members; Crieve Menter, Kallie Drim, Calvin Trux, Xavier Kyle Viticus, Nathaniel Accillide, Prince Scheaver, Aldrich Gerid Havock, Luke Jackson, Kennedy MIchael Linston, Stevenson Criede, Tobi Waters. Basically just a bunch of immature high school boys. I would say we're "popular" because we are but I don't really like that term so yeah. I went to class with Nathaniel, Tobi, Kennedy and Luke; We're in class 3-A the rest are in class 3-B. The class started and we had Geometry. That one subject that can make you vomit the food you ate in recess. I hate it. Then Chemistry, how unlucky. What's surprising is that i'm thinking about Nathaniel's dare. I mean, I don't really care about it and I won't even bother doing it but why? Like, I don't have any interest in girls, they're annoying. They're all so moody and I do know they have their periods and I also know that it's hard being a woman but seriously, consider us. I need to stop thinking about this before I get caught spacing off class.

"Mr. Scheaver, are you in class?" Ms. Mendrid grunted.

"My sincere apologies, Ms. Mendrid." We all know we can get a teacher's heart by saying deep and sincere apologies.