BONUS

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A/N

Hey guys.

So a couple of you have encouraged me to partake in some contests but the stories I have started writing are not planned out enough for me to develop them into a whole book yet. Plus, I didn't want to use Black Widow because I figured, since I have not created Jade's character, it would be kind of unfair for me to submit it as an entry.

However, since I did create the story, I thought... What if I told Jesse's side of Black Widow? He's an interesting character and you never really know what he is thinking, which is why Jade has so much internal conflict when it comes to him. So I started writing a little bit about it to see how it would turn out.

What you're about to read is the little segment I can share with you guys without spoiling the plot of Black Widow. I would love to know, does this have enough potential to be considered as a valid entry for a contest?

Thanks for all your support, by the way.

Lau :)

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Brief description:

Jesse Saunders was a troubled, awkward kid with a rocky past that had never really known the true feeling of fun.

Until he met her.

Who would've thought that all it took for him to realize what he was missing out on was getting slapped across the face?

Oh, I'm sorry. Are you lost?

Let's start from the beginning...

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This is a segment of chapter 2:

Jesse's POV

How stupid is that? Did they get so bored of the classic party games that they had to come up with another one? Whatever happened to truth or dare? Although the fact that drunk teens came up with something like this didn't strike me at all, it could be even worse.

Who cares, anyway? I was never in a million years going to partake on such a dumb thing.

"Jade," I faintly heard the redhead say, still submerged in my own thoughts.

Like, who would put their name in there? Do people enjoy anxiety rushes? Are you a masochist, Jade?

I mean, of course Tyler would. He'll take any risk to get to kiss that girl, even if it means there is a 50% chance he'd walk out of there with a red cheek and no kiss at all. Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if he had entered his name 10 times.

"Jesse!"

I froze on the spot.

Releasing a sigh of relief I thought, Jesse is not that weird a name and I didn't put my name in the bowl.

Unless...

Tyler's voice resounded from amongst the crowd. "Dude, are you going or not?"

Air got trapped in my cheeks as I held back so many inappropriate words. I felt the vein in my neck about to burst and words came out on their own, like a piercing knife, "You put my name in there?"

Tyler was bold enough to grin at me. "Wait until you see her, you'll thank me later."

My glare burnt through his face for a couple more seconds before I raised a hand up in defeat and came forth so I could let people know it was me.

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