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Chapter three: Slumber Party of Misfortunes


"Kori and Tara are going to be here any minute," Raven stressed.

"It doesn't matter," Nick voiced unenthusiastically, "Just calm down before you piss yourself."

"Asshole," Raven muttered under her breath, thankfully unheard.

She and Nick both looked up at the door, simultaneously.

"That's them," Raven handed, or slung, the bag of chocolates she was holding, into Nick's stomach. Hecaught them before she let go and left the room, avoiding meeting Raven's new friends.

Raven pulled open the door and Tara's small fist fell to her side.

"Hey, girly," Tara smiled, "Like my jammies?" She turned in a small circle, flashing her simple loose long sleeve turquoise shirt with white shorts and colorful knee high socks.

"Uh...They're very cake and bubbles?" Raven offered and Tara gave her a puzzled look.

"Adorable," Raven clarified.

"Ooh! What about my P and J's?" Kori asked, and twirled around, clad entirely in silk pink pajamas and furry pink slippers.

"You look like a three year old," Raven shrugged, "And I hate pink."

"What about now?" Kori ripped open her buttoned top, revealing her bra of pink lace and gorgeous tan skin with rhinestone bellybutton piercings.

"Like a hot porn star," Raven corrected, "And now I'm in love with pink."

Kori chuckled and buttoned her shirt again, "And you look..."

"Like a mime," Tara finished for her, and snickered at Raven.

"What?" Raven asked, looking over herself; she was simply dressed in a fitted long sleeve black and grey striped shirt with black pajama bottoms with black socks.

"But a very cute mime you are," Tara chucked her chin and she stepped aside, and inside they came. Raven shut the door behind them, and watched as they looked around.

Her house was simple, classic beige furniture, oak piano and entertainment center, and a rug leading up the staircase.

"Wow," Kori complemented, "It's um…."

"Normal," Tara finished for her, "Not exactly what I expected."

Raven tucked her hair behind her ear, walking into the kitchen, not admitting that she was happy they liked it. "You guys can just put your bags on the couch, or wherever, I don't really care." She hopped up and sat atop the counter next to the stove.

Tara and Kori joined Raven in the kitchen; they stood behind the island, and Kori handed her a dish she had arrived with. Raven eyed it, and reluctantly took it.

"Uh," Raven pulled back the tinfoil it was poorly wrapped in, "Thank you Kori, for the….um….what is it, exactly?"

"It's my grandmother's special recipe for breakfast, lunch, and dinner all in one," Kori replied, smiling ear to

ear.

"Well then," Raven inhaled the fumes coming from it, and her eyes began to water, "I'll just put this in the fridge, and Nick and I will definitely enjoy it, later." She hopped down from the counter and stored Kori's "meal" in the fridge.

"And speaking of Nick," Raven dusted off her hands and placed them on her hips, "Where did he go?"

As if on cue, Nick came sauntering down the stairs.

Tara and Kori heard his footsteps, and they both turned simultaneously and their eyes found Nick.

'Holy…..he's so hot,' Tara thought, ogling him, with her elbow on the island, and head resting in her palm.

'Sweet merciful Jesus…I've died and gone to heaven,' Kori thought, imitating Tara's motions, but not purposely.

"Guys," Raven rolled her eyes as they mimicked every girl did when they met Nick, "This is my brother Nick.

Nick, this is Tara and Kori. And just out of curiosity, where were you?"

"Trying to avoid meeting your weird friends," he replied, striding to the kitchen, "Sup," he greeted them without even looking their way.

Tara's and Kori's eyes followed him the entire time.

"Hi, I'm Kori," she repeated.

"Name is my hey Tara," she breathed.

"Whatever," Nick rolled his eyes.

Tara and Kori sighed seductively, still ogling Nick while Raven and Nick exchanged annoyed looks, and Raven motioned for him to leave.

"Alright," Nick agreed turning and facing Tara and Kori, "Three rules: do not go into my room," he counted on his fingers and the two nodded, still in a daze, "Do not touch me; and most importantly," he began to drawl , "Do. Not. Bother. Me." and with that, he disappeared up the stairs.

"Wow," Tara and Kori breathed.

Raven snapped in front of their faces, and they came to.

"Is he single?" Tara questioned, gaining her composure.

"Get in line Tara. Not a chance, sorry," Raven replied, "One might say, he's…..How should I put this?….Impossible."

"You mean complicated," Kori corrected, "I'm sure I can nail him; have him on a string in an hour."

"Good luck," Raven told her, "He might as well live on a different planet. He's completely unreachable; stranded in the middle of nowhere."

"Well a girl can try," Tara disagreed.

"Whatever," Raven ended that conversation, "Let's go up to my room."

Raven moseyed up the stairs, Tara and Kori following in pursuit.

They all walked inside Raven's room to see that it was a normal teenager's bedroom, besides the horrifying posters plastered on the wall, but one would expect nothing less from Raven, and a few beanbags and pillows placed around the floor.

"Nice," Kori complimented.

"And normal," Tara added.

"Define normal," Raven challenged.

"Touche," Tara and Kori replied simultaneously.

"Damn," Raven cursed, "Food equals downstairs."

Outside Raven's window

"Alright guys," Dick strained, "They left, I'm going in." He looked down at Vic who's shoulders were underneath his feet and he was unable to see the slinky Gar, who's entire body was covered by Vic's bulky one. Once he got the okay nod from Vic, Dick pulled off the screen, and pushed up the window, which was unlocked. He grasped the inside of the window sill and pulled himself in.

"C'mon Vic," Dick ordered as he got back onto his feet, inside Raven's bedroom.

"Dude, I would complain, but I'm in no position to," Gar tensed, veins pulsating in his forehead.

"You're right," Vic pushed off of Gar's shoulders, and latched onto the window sill, and Dick pulled him in.

"I can't reach," Gar strained from the ground, trying to jump up and reach the window sill, but his attempts were epic fails.

"Jump, you idiot, jump!" Vic called out, he and Dick hanging their heads out the window.

"This meatball isn't going to get high enough," Dick said frankly, stressing.

"Hey! Vegetarian here!" Gar yelled, but was ignored.

"I'll hold your feet while you pull him up," Vic offered.

"Sounds like a plan," Dick agreed.

Meanwhile in Nick's room

What the hell was that noise? he thought, Must be Raven and her annoying little friends. I guess I'd better go enforce the rules again.

Nick's seemingly weightless steps were soundless, so neither one of the guys in Raven's room heard him approaching. He appeared in the doorway of Raven's room, and saw two teenage boys pulling another teenage boy through Raven's window.

"Damn, Gar, you're a limp noodle," Vic insulted him, as he and Dick struggled to pull Gar through, "Hold on tighter to us."

Neither of them noticed Nick standing in the door frame with his arms folded across his chest, planning each of their deaths.

"It's not my fault," Gar disagreed, his eyes tightly closed and his teeth clenched, "I have my mom's," he huffed, "Upper body strength."

Nick cleared his throat to gain their attention. They all froze and turned slowly to see a young man clad in a black leather jacket and spiked jewelry, glaring at them as if he were a blood thirsty tiger and they were meaty antelope.

Vic and Gar screamed like terrified little girls, and Dick screeched "WHAT IS THAT?" at the top of his lungs.

Downstairs

Hearing a series of screams, bumps, thumps, and things being thrown and slammed violently into the walls, the girls abandoned what they were doing and bolted upstairs.

They quickly entered Raven's room, the source of the noises, and saw Nick standing there keeping three very battered and beaten boys within his grasp. Dick in his left hand by the collar, Vic in his right hand the same way, and Gar's throat under his right foot.

"What's going on?" Tara asked, blown away by what was in front of them.

"I found these prowlers sneaking in," Nick answered, glaring at Raven, "You want to tell me why that is?"

"I didn't have anything to do with this," Raven defended herself.

"She didn't," Dick strained, looking ashamed.

"Shut up!" Nick spat at him, fury was the only emotion visible on his face.

"You idiots!" Raven yelled at the three defeated teenaged boys, "What were you going to do when got in here?"

"We didn't really think it through," Dick answered, having second thoughts about their plan.

"Didn't I tell you to shut up!" Nick grimaced.

"Nick stop it," Raven told him, "Give me one reason why I shouldn't let my brother throw you out the window you came in?" Raven offered to the boys, her hands on her hips and a vein pulsating in her forehead.

"We just wanted to hang out with you guys," Gar answered, and Nick added pressure to his throat.

"We went through so much trouble just to do it," Vic added.

"Oh Nick, can they stay?" Kori begged him, her eyebrows knitted and her hands clasped together.

"Yeah, please," Tara added, mimicking Kori's notions, "Why should you deny them when they went to such lengths just to hangout with us?"

Nick turned his attention to Raven, "Should I take out the trash?"

Raven eyes shifted from Tara's and Kori's puppy dog eyes, to the bruised faces of her guy friends.

She sighed, "Let them stay," and gave in, and Tara and Kori cheered.

Nick threw Vic and Dick onto her bed, and added more pressure to Gar's throat, before lifting his foot altogether.

"Until midnight," Nick offered and eyed Raven as he made his way to the door. Hazel green eyes locked with amethyst ones. "I trust you to follow my rules," he told her before leaving the room completely, and she nodded. She shut the door behind him and turned swiftly to face the remaining teens.

"You guys should sleep in shifts," Vic drawled, rubbing the back of his neck. Kori sat next to him on the bed, smiled, and placed her hand on top of his. While Tara sat next to Gar, and handed him a tissue for his bloody nose and giggled when he coughed up blood and spit a tooth into it instead.

"What the hell were you thinking?" Raven snapped at the three male teens.

"We just wanting to hangout with you guys," Dick stood up from the bed and walked over to where Raven was by the door.

"Don't feed me that bull," Raven saw right through his lies, "You were spying on us."

"Alright fine, we were," Dick admitted quickly, he saw no point in denying it.

"That is the most low life," Raven glared at him, "Scummy, filthy, cruddy, demeaning, degrading, " he glare faded, "Sweet, kind, benignly, and benevolent thing anybody has every done for me."

Raven jumped into his arms, with her hands wrapped around his neck and he slowly and hesitantly wrapped his arms around her back, not any lower.

"What do you mean?" he asked, every other teen's jaw was dropped to the ground.

"I've never had anybody who actually cared that much about what I did or said at a sleepover," she answered, in her normal monotone voice, "Even though this is my first one, still."

They released each other, and Dick smiled at her.

"Well, what are we going to do until midnight?" Gar asked nobody in particular.

"I think I know," a very mischievous smile crept on Raven's lips.

Forty-five minutes later

In a circle, six very mischievous teens sat on the floor.

"Raven," Dick looked over to his left at her picked her as his next victim, after he'd just received a ridiculous dare from Gar, "Truth or dare?"

"Dare, and don't hold back," Raven challenged, crossing her legs at the knee sitting up tall on her black beanbag.

"Alright," Dick accepted her terms, and laced his fingers together behind his head, thinking, "I dare you to give Gar a ten second lap dance." He smirked and uncrossed his legs and sat up tall in his red bean bag, mimicking Raven.

Raven hopped up and made a beeline towards the door, but Dick was too fast, and cut her off. He stood between Raven and the door with his arms outstretched, guarding it so she couldn't leave.

"Are you really going to chicken out, Roth?" he tempted her, "Do you want to be known as the girl who was too cowardly to do a silly little dare?"

"I'll be damned if I do, Grayson," Raven turned back to the group of her chuckling friends.

"C'mon and give papa what he wants," Gar teased her from his spot on Tara's light green pillow and the chuckles became laughter as he shifted from lying on his stomach to sitting on his bum.

"There's going to be several funerals after this," Raven muttered.

Dick turned up the volume on his cell, and played Pose by Daddy Yankee. Raven shot him a death glare, and reluctantly began dancing on Gar's lap. The room turned into a loud chortle as Raven ground her ass on Gar.

The ten seconds went by slowly for Raven, and fast for everyone else, where as they were enjoying it.

"Alright, alright," Raven stopped the laughter after it was over. Slowly it died down, but giggles were still heard.

"Kori," Raven looked over at the all dressed in pink beauty who was sitting lotus position with her elbows on her knees and head resting in her palms, "Truth or dare?"

"I chose to dare," Kori answered unsure.

"Okay, I dare you, to wear your bra on the outside of your shirt for the rest of the night."

Laughter broke out, "Fine," Kori accepted.

She slipped out to the bathroom, and came back in with her pink bra over her silk pajamas.

Gar banged his fists on the floor, laughing hysterically and tearing up. Where as everyone else was giggling and chuckling, and Raven smirked.

"Now all we have to do is get Blondie over there outta her underwear!" Gar laughed, pointing to his left at the bubbly blonde who lay on her stomach across a light blue pillow.

"Alright Gar," Kori chose him as she sat back down, "Since you think it is so funny for me to have my undergarments on the outside, would you like to do the dare or the truth?"

"Dare," Gar chose after wiping away his tears.

"I give you the dare to lick my foot," Kori pointed to her average sized foot, her toenails painted with black tips.

"What?" Gar thought his ears had deceived him. Raven smirked, and everyone else laughed hilariously.

"That's correct," Kori smirked, "Lick my foot," she drawled.

"Fine," Gar pouted and scooted over to her.

Gar gulped, and opened his mouth sticking out his tongue. Kori giggled when he placed it on her foot, "Oh, it tickles!"

Gar slid his tongue over the entire area of her foot, and wiped his tongue off dramatically when it was over.

"Vic," Gar chose, maliciously glaring over at the football player who lay across Kori's furry pink pillow, "Truth or dare?"

"Dare," Vic answered as the doorbell sounded.

"That's the pizza guy," Gar smiled mischievously, "I dare you to flash the pizza guy and tell him that was his tip."

"Damn it," Vic cursed, "But I'm not pansy, so I'll do it."

Vic stood up and everyone else followed him downstairs to the front door. Raven motioned for everyone to duck down behind the table, and they did, while Vic opened the door.

"Eleven ninety-five please sir," the pizza guy handed Vic the pizza.

"Alright," Vic handed him the money, and pulled down his athletic shorts just enough to reveal everything he had to show.

Raven, Kori, and Tara blushed, while Dick and Gar covered their mouths holding in their laughter.

"That was your tip," Vic slammed the door in his face, and pulled his shorts back up.

Raven smirked, Kori and Tara giggled, and Dick and Gar sidesplittingly laughed. Raven drug those two back upstairs by the arm, following Kori, Tara, and Vic, who led the way.

"Alright," Vic began as everybody had gotten situated like before, "Tara, truth or dare?"

"Dare," Tara chose.

"I dare you to press your bare ass against Raven's window," Vic dared her.

"Okay," Tara accepted over the laughter.

She bent over and pulled her white bottoms and underwear down in the back, and pressed her naked butt on the window.

The laughter continued after she was done, and Raven gave her knuckle touch.

"Alright," Tara stopped the laughter by waving her hands, "Raven, truth or dare."

"Truth," Raven chose.

"Okay, what's the most rebellious thing you've ever done?"

"That's easy, I got a tattoo," Raven answered monotonously, and eyebrows were raised, "Nick still doesn't know, so don't tell him."

"May we see this tattoo?" Dick asked.

"Sure, why not?" Raven stood up and lifted the front of her shirt up, to reveal sort of an Ed Hardy flower vine right underneath her stomach, slightly covered up by her pajama bottoms.

"Dude," Gar drooled and Tara smacked him in the back of the head.

"Okay, enough of that," Tara pulled Raven's shirt back down.

"Okay," Raven's eyes shifted from each person sitting in the circle, "Kori, truth or dare?"

"I pick to tell the truth," Kori answered.

"Okay, what's the most outrageous thing you've ever done?"

Kori sighed, not wanting to admit it, "I…" she began reluctantly, "Once three way kissed with two guys."

"Gross," Dick commented, totally turned off.

"It is my turn," Kori ignored him, with a smile plastered on her face, "Dick, would you like to do the dare or the truth?"

"Dare," he always chose dare.

"I dare you to give a strip tease," Kori smirked, "Oh yes, payback basketball boy."

"Fine," Dick accepted, not even a little afraid.

He stood up and started dancing.

"Take it off baby, show us some skin!"

Every head turned towards the source of the sound, and saw Raven with her hands cuffed around her mouth.

She sunk down into the beanbag, and everybody laughed.

"Okay," Dick began to unbutton his shirt, revealing his washboard abs. He danced over to where Raven was, and grabbed her hands, placing them on his stomach muscles.

"Okay, I can't take it," Gar strained, nearly passed out from laughing so hard.

Dick stopped dancing, let go of Raven's hands, and put his shirt back on.

"Tara," Dick chose, "Truth or dare?"

"Dare," she replied.

"I dare you to go flirt with that psycho Nick," he dared her.

"Watch it Grayson," Raven warned him, "You don't want to rattle the gator's cage."

"No offense to anyone," he added, "Except Raven, offense intended," he muttered.

"Fine," Tara agreed when they had finished, "I'll do it."

"C'mon, she doesn't have to do that," Gar grabbed Tara's hand, stopping her from walking off.

"Yeah she does," Vic disagreed, "If I had to flash the pizza guy, then yea, she has to go flirt with the gator."

"Why do you care anyway?" Raven asked Gar suspiciously.

"I don't," Gar let go of her hand, "Go ahead, go flirt with the psycho."

"Gar," Raven warned.

"I mean, go flirt with the nice man," he corrected.

"Thank you," Tara headed for the door, followed by Gar, Kori, Vic, Dick, and Raven.

"He's downstairs at the piano," Raven told them, and Tara went into the living room, while the others peeked around the corner of the staircase.

Nick didn't look up, he really didn't care that she'd came into the room. He continued playing and singing Hallelujah by Rufus Wainwright.

I heard there was a secret chord,
That David played and it pleased the Lord,
But you don't really care for music do you?
It goes like this, the fourth the fifth,
The minor fall and the major lift,
The baffled king composing Hallelujah,
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

His voice was pure and in tune, and amazingly unique. Tara was impressed, and so were all the teens on the staircase, except for Raven, she'd already known what Nick could do.

"Hello Nick," Tara scooted so close to him on the piano bench, she almost made him fall off the edge.

"Uh, go away," he told her stoically, not even looking up and continued to sing and play.

Your faith was strong, but you needed proof,
You saw her bathing on the roof,
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you.
She tied you to her kitchen chair,
She broke your throne, she cut your hair,
And from your lips, she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

"It's way too crowded upstairs," she refused, "Maybe I could just hangout down here with you?"

"Or you could go away," Nick repeated and continued with his song.

Baby I have been here before,
I know this room, I've walked this floor,
I used to live alone before I knew you.
I've seen your flag on the marble arch,
Love is not a victory march,
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

"Or I could find something to do down here with you?" she offered, placed her hand on his shoulder.

"Does your mother know you're saying this?" Nick shrugged her hand off, and continued singing, but this time, Tara joined in an octave above him.

There was time you'd let me know,
What's real and going on below.
But now you never show it to me do you?
And remember when I moved in you?
The holy dark was moving to,
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Tara's voice was surprisingly beautiful. Everybody was stunned, including Nick, who actually was impressed.

"Nice one," he complimented, and she smiled.

"Thanks," she remembered the dare, "And what happens at Raven's," she lowered her voice to whisper, "It stay's at Raven's."

"Raven, come get your horny little friend," Nick turned towards the staircase where he knew Raven and the rest of the group was.

"Tara!" Raven called her, "Shame on you. Come back upstairs."

Tara hopped up and ran to the staircase, where everybody except Raven and Gar were laughing hysterically.

"The dare was to flirt, not seduce," Gar pouted.

"Either way, that man is unreachable," Tara pouted back.

"You're not the only person who's said that," Raven admitted, "Now let's go back upstairs."

The group made their way back into Raven's room, and got situated like before.

"Okay," Tara eyed each player, "Gar, truth or dare?"

"Truth," he chose.

"What's the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to you?"

"That's easy, my friends tricked me into thinking it was nude day at camp," he answered, shivering at the thought of it.

"Wow," Raven shook her head disapprovingly, "I've never met anyone who was that gullible."

"No, Gar," Vic corrected between breaths of his laughter, "Those were not your friends, they were jocks and your bullies, and I was one of them."

"Shut it Stone, you too Roth," Gar snapped at them, "Kori, truth or dare?"

"I would like the dare," she chose.

"I dare you to drink whatever I mix up," he offered.

"Fine, but it can not be repulsive and disgusting," she made conditions.

"Okay," he accepted and hopped up and made his way downstairs.

He reentered the room a few minutes later, holding a glass filled with a yellowish orangish liquid.

"What is in there?" Kori asked, appalled when he handed it to her.

"I don't know," he answered sitting back down, "I was blindfolded when I made it."

"Oh how gross Gar," Kori had a disgusted look on her face.

"You've got to drink it," Dick made it clear, "It was a dare."

"Fine," Kori pinched her nose, "Bottoms up," she gulped it down.

"That's revolting," Raven commented monotonously.

"Nauseating too," Dick added.

Kori tossed the empty glass to Gar, he caught the glass, "Okay," she gulped what was left in her mouth done, "Vic, a tell the truth or a fulfill the dare?"

"Dare," he chose.

"I dare you to make out with Raven's poster of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre," she dared him.

"Why do my dares always have to be perverted?" he asked, snatching the poster down from the wall.

"Because it's funny to watch you do perverted things," Raven answered.

Vic rolled his eyes, and mushed his lips against the poster.

"That's wild," Gar commented through his laughter.

"Okay, you may stop now," Kori pulled the poster out of his hands.

"Are you actually getting jealous of a homicidal maniac poster?" Tara asked suspiciously.

"No, I just didn't want Raven's poster to be ruined," Kori lied.

"Uh-huh," Raven eyed her suspiciously.

"Whatever," Vic changed the subject, "Dick, truth or dare?"

"Dare," he chose, not affected by the football star's suspected antics.

"Alright," Vic smiled deviously, "I dare you to put on Raven's bra filled with socks, and go flirt with Nick."

"Fine," Dick grimaced through clenched teeth.

Raven threw him one of her bras and two socks from her dresser. Kori and Tara put it on him, and Gar secretly photographed him.

Dick stood up and made his way downstairs.

They heard a serious of screams, thumps and bumps, and them somebody running hurriedly up the stairs.

Dick appeared in the doorway, alone and panting tiredly. The right sock was gone and that side of the bra was over his shoulder, his left shirt sleeve was ripped off, and there was a bruise on his neck.

"That's not a man," he told them in a terrified tone, "It's an animal."

For the first time since they'd known her, Raven laughed.

Dick went and sat back down beside the tickled Raven, and stared at her.

"You have a beautiful laugh," Dick smiled.

"Thanks," Raven's laughter died down, "We seriously need to leave him alone before we end up planning a funeral."

"New rule," Kori announced, "No more Nick dares, agreed?"

"Agreed," everyone replied simultaneously.

"Okay," Dick continued on with the game, "Tara, truth or dare?"

"Dare," she picked.

"I dare you to go commando for the rest of the night," he dared her.

Tara blushed, and chuckles were heard, "Fine."

Somehow, Tara slipped her underwear off without taking off her pants, and put them into her bag. After Raven smacked Gar in the back of the head for slapping Tara's ass, the game continued.

"Okay," Tara began, "Kori, truth or dare?"

"Truth," she chose.

"Do you have feelings for anyone in this room?"

Kori pondered, "Um, it's possible."

"Okay that's good enough," Vic changed the subject, "On with the game."

"Okay," Kori continued, "Dick, a truth or a dare?"

"Dare," he chose.

"I dare you to untie the drawstring on Raven's pajamas," she smirked, "Oh, and you have to do it with your teeth," she added.

Raven glared at her, and Dick chuckled nervously, while everybody else waited anxiously.

Dick scooted over to Raven's beanbag, and she uncrossed her legs. He placed both his hands on either side of her head, and she put her hands on his shoulder. He leaned down and clenched the drawstring between his teeth and pulled it loose.

Raven felt uncomfortable, and wanted to smack everybody and kick them all out. Then again, one part of her enjoyed it, and liked that uneasy feeling.

Dick on the other hand, was trying his best not to make Raven feel uncomfortable. The last thing he'd ever purposely do was invade Raven's bubble. But if he didn't do the dare, he'd be considered a pansy, and he didn't want that either. But still, he actually was enjoying the closeness he had with Raven at that moment.

As quickly as it had began, the dare was over, and Dick went back to his beanbag. Nobody really laughed because the position was so questionable, that it had made everything awkward, not humorous by any means.

Raven blushed and kept a smile from forming on her lips. Dick was seemingly unfazed. Where as everyone else had their eyebrows raised, suspicious looks in their eyes, and smirks on their lips.

"Okay," Dick cleared his throat, and ignored the looks from the rest of the group, "Vic, truth or dare?"

"Dare," he chose.

"I dare you to say that you love to wear pink thongs when you go out with the girls," Dick smirked, and chuckles were heard.

"Okay," Vic didn't really see the point in it, "I love to wear pink thongs when I go out with the girls."

"This is totally going on the internet," Dick laughed as he saved the video on his cell.

"That would be so degrading," Raven gave him a knuckle touch.

"Whatever," Vic rolled his eyes, "Let's get on with the game. Gar, truth or dare."

"Truth," he chose.

"Do you have feelings for Tara?" Vic asked.

Tara and Gar blushed madly, "Well….I uh…" he stammered.

"Just kiss her already," Dick ordered. Raven, a bit taken back by his forwardness, blushed as well.

Tara scooted over to where she was lying right beside him. She placed her hand on his chest, and planted a meaningful, gentle kiss on his upper lip.

"Aw," Kori clasped her hands together and knitted her eyebrows like she'd just laid eyes on a kitten, "How cute and sweet."

"Yeah yeah," Raven moved on, "Cute, sweet, cake and bubbles, it's all adorable. Let's just get on with the game."

"Alright," Gar kept his arm around Tara, "Dick, truth or dare?"

"Dare," he chose yet again, one might think he'd learned by now, but no.

"I dare you to nibble on Raven's ear," he smirked.

"Gar, I'll deal with you later," Raven glared at him, and there were a series of 'oohs'.

Dick scooted over to Raven, and they positioned themselves like before. He had both hands on either side of her head, and she had her hands on his shoulders.

He leaned down to where his mouth was right next to her ear and paused, not wanting to invade her person bubble. Raven closed her eyes, "It's okay, neither of us wants to be called a pansy," she whispered just audible enough so Dick could hear her.

The first thing Raven noticed was how intoxicating his scent was. The she felt was his warm breath that sent chills down her spine. And after an eternity, his soft moisturized lips gently captured her earlobe between them, before he pulled away altogether.

Raven's eye's fluttered open immediately after the dare was over, and she saw the stunned eyes, and dropped jaws of the other four players. Straightaway, she put her poker face back on and cleared her throat.

She looked at Dick, "It's your turn," she informed him monotonously.

"Vic," he began, his face straight, "Truth or dare?"

"Truth," Vic replied.

"Do you have feelings for Kori?" Dick asked, and every head turned to him, and an anxious look was in every eye.

"I….I uh say…..that's a um….potentially problematic…..uh question," he stammered.

Kori placed her hand on top of his, and gained his attention, "Just kiss me," she smiled.

The homecoming queen leaned in and planted a passionate kiss on the football star.

"Now that's sweet," Raven complimented stoically, "Cakes and bubbles."


End chapter

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