Broken Dreams Club - Elite

IX

"Come on, we're a little too old for that, Omar! We're not kids!" was the first and immediate response Alejandro heard, and surprisingly, it came from Christian. Surprisingly because if anyone would play such a game, it'd be him. 

"Know who's not afraid of acting childish? An adult. Who's in?" Omar replied.

From behind him, Alaska rose her hand, grinned, and jumped up and down, overly excited, causing her brother to laugh and grab her shoulders to study her.

As they made their way to the little living room section, Ale knew that even if he didn't want to play, he definitely had no choice now.

Staring at the empty wine bottle on the table, spin, everyone cheered when it landed on Marina, who by the way, both twins were surprised to see. 

"Kiss, truth, or dare." Omar smirked and asked, causing another round cheers to erupt as Marina giggled, slightly tipsy.

"Do you like anybody here at the party?" 

The question was quick and straightforward, with just a little bit of cheese. Alejandro watched as she chose to take a drink instead, that's when it really got interesting.

Alaska tried to look around to see if there was anyone who could be Marina's type in the room, but she just couldn't concentrate hard enough. Meanwhile, Alejandro had his suspicions ever since he saw them together at the basketball court that it was potentially Samuel who Marina was trying to hide. 

And then the party got  little too crazy.

So crazy to the point where Marina was on the table with a random girl, locking lips. 

And then the bottle spun again, and again . . . and again.

It was a lot of kissing, a lot of drinking, a lot of crushes revealed, and the entire time, Alaska snickered because she tried to avoid having to spin the bottle as much as she could, simply sitting at her brother's side and sipping bears. She was intoxicated, but there was no doubt about the fact that the slightly sober side of her which didn't like the attention creeped out slowly. When Omar started kissing Marina, Ale and Ala both shared a look simultaneously and laughed; just when it couldn't get any better - 

"Alejandro, machito! Kiss, truth, or dare?" Christian suddenly asked, breaking them both from their imaginary conversation. Alaska lifted her head from his lap and watched him with excitement, as it was his turn, even though the fast action made her head spin crazily.

"Uh . . .-"

"Come on, big man! You're not scared of a little 'spin the bottle', are you?" 

Everyone cheered to encourage him, even his own sister. He sighed, and uttered:

"Retar." 

This caused even more hoots coming from the crowd in front of them. 

"Okay! Now we're talking. I dare you to-" 

"I'll do it!" Christian was stopped when the black-haired 'witch' as Alaska liked to call her, interrupted him; Alejandro cringed at Yves.

"Ale," she started, "I dare you, to kiss me, for thirty seconds." 

Everyone looked at the Alejandro is Yves approached with a daring smirk on her face. 

"As nice as that would be for you-" 

"Machito! Come on, don't be a chicken about it!" Omar shouted from opposite him. Alejandro said he didn't succumb to peer pressure, but this didn't feel like pressure, he could just drink if he really didn't want to. But he knew that it might be a little embarrassing for his ex-girlfriend, and as much as he disliked her, he didn't want to disgrace her.