"Truth or dare?" she asked He took a swig from his bottle and answered, "Dare" She smiled, an evil glint in her eyes. "Fine, I dare you...to make out with a person of your choice in that closet" she said, pointing at the closet behind me. His eyes fell on the closet, then on me. He smirked. "I choose you" he announced, pointing at me. I gulped. WARNING: This story may contain a few swear words. Please do not read if you are sensitive to such things.