Seven Minutes

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I was fucking exasperated. We had been playing this damn game for 20 minutes, and I was ready to leave.

The moaning from the bathroom left me with a uncomfortable lump in my throat. The akward air choking me silent, while the rest of my classmates giggled, and whispered around me.

Jeanne nudge my arm.

"Hey, it's your turn next." She gestured to the the empty vodka bottle on the floor.

We had all finished it in a few rounds. It had burned my throat the first time, so I denied it when it was passed back to me. Still my head was spinning, and I hadn't realized that I was just staring into space.

Reluctantly I grabbed the middle of the bottle and spun it around mindlessly.

Then there was a jarring silence. My eyes met hers, my face began to burn.

Shit.

Theresa Hodge, stood up from her spot. The bottle point blank in her direction.

"The rule is, it doesn't matter who it is right?" One boy asked.

Jeanne rolled her eyes.

"I mean if it's an issue you can spin again?" Another girl piped up.

"It's not."

I hadn't realized what I said until I was dragged unceremoniously into the bathroom, just as Sapphire, and Andrew sheepishly walked out.

Laughter echoed as the door closed, and clicked, locking me and Theresa in.

The bathroom was small, and strange sweet smell clung in the air. I was nervous. I felt sweaty. She was going to notice and she was going to laugh.

Theresa looked at me darkly, I guess that's the word I'd use to describe her. Dark kinky hair, dark clothes, dark eyes. She held my gaze and sighed softly, almost too quiet to catch.

But I caught it, we were so close.

Awkwardly I stuck out my hand.

"I'm June."

Who the hell shakes hands anymore.

She laughed, it was lilted and genuine. She took it and shook.

It was so soft.

"Tess." She said sweetly. I nodded.

"I know, I've seen you around."

Great now she knows you're a creepy stalker.

"Are you having fun?" She asked, trying to break the tension. I swallowed, attempting to break up the lump in my throat.

"Yeah"

Lier

Jeanne had been appointed to introduce me around, and so she assumed a party would have gotten it over with. I think she was annoyed to babysit the new girl, but it didn't matter now.

She mattered now.

I had saw her the first day. Brooding, and alone. Like some mysterious character from a book, who's got some haunted past or magic powers. Now alone with her she simply seemed normal.

Not that I was any less intimidated.
She was beautiful.

She stepped closer, pinning me against the sink. Caging me, her hands on the counter. I gulped.

"Have you ever kissed a girl?'' I asked, my voice hushed. She shook her head with a smile. "Then why did you come in here?"

She paused, "It's the rules, besides you're cute."

Oh

"Can I kiss you?" She said like she had all the experience in the world under her belt. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't see her blush, but I did notice the slightest hint on her dark skin.

"Uh... Yes please?" I didn't know why I phrased it like a question, but I didn't get a chance to think.

Her lips were warm, slightly chapped and against mine it felt like heaven. I had kissed people before, but never like this. And then she pulled away her face still close.

"Oh... Wow." She said breathlessly

Wow indeed.

I hated the empty space, so I closed it again.
This time emboldened with a newfound confidence. She moaned, and I used this chance to nip at her lip. I felt her smiling against me. Her arms wrapped around my neck. I grabbed her waist, her grey sweater bunching in my hands.
I unfortunately had to breathe, so I parted from her to take gulp of the cold air.

I leaned back in, but she stopped me with a single finger to my lips. I immediately panicked. Why did she want me to stop, did I screw up? Was she not as into it as I thought?

"Did I do something wrong? Did I-" She shook her head "no" desperately. Then I heard the knocking from the door.

Jeanne's voice called out muffled by the wood.

"Times up!"

I hate this game

Don't worry! I'll probably write an ending for these two. But the premise of these stories is a bunch of characters who all go to the same school/live in the same area, so the others will get more stories too. I'm just writing this for practice so I'm not taking it too seriously.

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