Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 11

Somehow through my half drunken state I managed to  ask. “Wait we?”

Was this how it felt to be drunk?

Ryan nodded eagerly and draped his arm around my  shoulder. I groaned trying to balance myself from his  weight. “Yes we, you’re coming along.” He states  dragging me along with him.

I look at Blake, the protest on the tip of my tongue but it  doesn’t come out. Blake follows with Stacy beside him. I

turn to face the front. Even with my half drunken state I  still felt the burning jealousy when I see them together  like this. Alcohol doesn’t seem to numb the feelings I  have for Blake.

I bite my tongue. Somehow I wanted to tell her to get  her nasty claws away from him. I blamed my alcohol  consumption. We weave our way around sweaty bodies  and find ourselves entering a dimly lit room.

The scent of marijuana was powerful, like a strong blow  to the face. Usually I would gag or cringe at the scent  and probably turn around and say no way I’m out. But I  found myself wanting to enter in further.

There were a couple of teens in the middle of the room.  Half of them looked out of their minds, like me. They sat  in a circle, some smirking while others looked ready to  crawl in a hole and die.

Ryan drags me to the circle and sits down with me  plopping down beside him. I look at the faces, trying to  recognize some of them. Was it that bad that I didn’t  know half of the kids that went to my school?

Blake and Stacy sat down opposite to us. I grit my teeth  seeing how close she was to him. She’s his girlfriend  Ashley, this is how couples normally act. At least my  conscience didn’t seem to be intoxicated by the alcohol.

I turn to Ryan. “This is a kids game.” I whispered but it  seemed to be louder than I thought. I was now the  center of attention.

I turn to face everyone, the alcohol currently in my  system didn’t allow me to care. I shrugged staring at the  faces that would ignore me by tomorrow. “What it’s the  truth.”

The guy who came to call Blake and Ryan smirks.” Not  the way we play it.”

eyes. “That’s what they all say. There’s  nothing you can say

 wider, that had me cringing internally. “How we play is  different. We make our own rules, it’s not just a simple  truth or

it  different? Please elaborate.” I taunt. Since when do I

 amused. “Well for starters you can’t choose truth more  than five times. And as for the dare, if you so happen to  chicken out, you’ll be getting shaved. Oh and before I  forget, once the game starts, you’re already

I voiced

at the others. “Shaved

at a girl I turn to face Blake. He notices my  distress.” If you don’t want to play Ley, you don’t have  to.”

know you’re the only one who’ll be getting  bald anyway.

the rage from her words or the alcohol but I  find myself agreeing to the

start!” I

as the bottle is in his hands he doesn’t  hesitate to push it to his lips and gulp down its contents.  When it’s empty he places

it down. I can do this  right? It’s not

laughs then spins the bottle. It  was too late

to be first.

The guy asked. I needed to stop  calling him guy but it wasn’t my fault, I didn’t know his  name. I don’t think I ever bothered

smirks. “Let’s start with truth.” She says and licks

a smirk,

her. “About

cringe wanting a way out of this stupid game. Didn’t I  learn from my last lesson to not let

lands  on Stacy. Sandy looks at her

answers not seeming that all bothered that  the

you had sex with Blake?”  Sandy asks, seeming to be

her out. But  somehow I couldn’t, my body refused. Blake’s eyes  flicker to me

directly