A/N: Damien's truth/dare! I wonder what it could happen (Use a veeerrryyy sarcastic tone when reading the previous ling ;) )? Read on readers! Sorry if I'm taking too long!

I groaned. I knew they would make a huge kerfuffle over a silly little crush that would go nowhere. It's not like I even knew if Jack was gay! And, knowing my luck, he probably wasn't. I sighed again. The cute ones were always as straight as a ruler.

"Yes," I admitted, "But it's not like anything is going to come of it, is it?" I said a bit crossly. The girls just grinned at each other in that really annoying way and giggled a bit.

"Day? It's your turn," Zoey said, using her most recent nickname for me. So far I've been Dame, D, Deidre, Daimio and Day day. Eww.

"Oh, right. Uhh, Zoey, truth or dare?" I said.

"Dare," She said. I tried to think of a suitable one. Yell at someone she didn't know? No. Do a streak through the hall? No. Dye her hair? No.

"I dare you to give up brown pop for a week. We can all watch you. If you have pop, then you must do the alphabet and tutu thing."

Zoey nodded gravely.

"I can try. My turn, I choose Daimio," she said. I narrowed my eyes. These girls had something planned.

"Dare," I said.

"I dare you to ask Jack out!" My eyes bulged.

"No! He'll, he'll... He'll say no and call me a fag! They always do!" I said, burning with a blush and praying she let me off.

"No he won't, he's too sweet. You don't have to do it now, you can have the week," she said in a tone that suggested she was being kind.

"Uhh, right, well. I'm going to go to my room now. Feel free to carry on without me. No brown pop," I said to Zoey, and then I got up and left. I was in a world of my own on the way back to my dorm, so much so that I walked into someone. The person was going to fall thanks to my stupidity, so I did what any person would and caught them by the upper arms. Then I realised who it was.

The person was small, blonde and cute. The person had big blue startled eyes. The person was Jack.

"Oh my Goddess, I'm so sorry! I was too busy looking at apps on my phone" He gibbered, all apologetic.

"No, it was my fault, I was daydreaming!" about you. Not that I was going to say that. "I'm the one who should be sorry!"

"Well, how about it's neither of our faults?" you suggested, all eyes in your cute face. I realised I still had hold of your arms and let go.

"Alright," I said. "By the way, I'm Damien. Damien Maslow."

"I'm Jack. Jack Twist," Oh believe me, I know.

"So Jack, Jack Twist, is that your given name or...?" You flushed, a cute pink tinge appearing on your cheeks.

"No, I changed it."

"So, are you familiar with Brokeback Mountain?" I said casually. Jack flushed beetroot red.

"No. I mean, yes. That's why I chose Jack Twist," He said. I could see Jack was feeling embarrassed.

"I love that movie, Jake Gyllenhaal is so good looking," There, I had basically come out to him. I waited for the whole "Fag, poofter, fairy, princess," and all the other hurtful names I had been called before, but none of it came.

"Oh, are you gay?" Jack said suddenly. I stiffened. I knew it was too good to last. Now the abuse would come.

Jack saw my expression and was horrified.

"No, no, no, no, no! I'm not trying to be nosy, or horrible, it's just...It's just I am too. Gay, I mean.

My mouth dropped. I couldn't believe my luck!

"Oh, I get it. You aren't, are you?" Jack said miserably, and turned to walk away.

"Jack, wait, I am!" I said. He turned to face me.

"Oh..." his face broke into a huge grin. "Awesome!" he said, "Good to know I'm not the only one."

This was my big chance. I should ask Jack out now. But, my brain argued, it would seem weird to ask him out just after meeting officially.

"So Jack, I was wondering if you want to come meet my friends and hang with us sometime." I said, too cowardly to be anything but friendly yet. His face lit up.

"Oh, that would be great! I don't have many friends you see. Just... well, just you!" He admitted. Great! Now I had a start on Zoey's dare, and I could prove it.

"Wait, what room number are you? I need to be able to find you," I said.

"I'm in room 111," Jack said, smiling. I giggled.

"I'm in room 222!" I replied, also smiling. Step one to Zoey's dare; accomplished!

"Well, I guess I'll be seeing you tomorrow then! Or later at lunch?" He said. I don't mean to sound cocky, but he sounded hopeful.

"Sure, you should sit with us!" I told him. We exchanged goodbyes, and when he was out of sight I fist pumped. I, Damien Maslow, had managed to get the cutest boy in the school to sit with me at lunch. Score!

A/N: So, the plot thickens! I didn't make this a very long chapter, but hopefully next chapter will be more worth looking at? Love, Hugs and Kisses, Megan xxx