Hey, guys! I'm so sorry for the super long wait. I've been really busy with school and my cooking and I just forgot about writing for a while. But I know that's no excuse, I am the asshole and you guys were so gracious to wait so patiently. So here it is, it may not be much but I hope you like it.

So, without further ado, enjoy~


"Truth or dare?"

How did he end up in this position, again? What possibly possessed him to believe that this would be a good idea?

He thought carefully about his two choices. The last time he chose dare, it ended with him feeling humiliated and heartbroken. But the only other option could potentially end with him being forced to confess one of his darkest secrets in front of his crush. After taking many moments to think critically about his answer, he reluctantly made his decision, "...Truth,"

Juleka stared at him quizzically, "What is your real hair colour?"

He stared down at the ground, avoiding everyone's eyes, "Blonde," he muttered.

He could feel Marinette's eyes linger on him, but refused to look at her out of a strange sense of embarrassment he knew he shouldn't have been feeling.

He could have gotten a far worse question than that. However, it seemed that as long as he was exposing part of who he was in front of Marinette, no matter how insignificant, he would always feel nervous. It was as if he was constantly walking on a tight-rope when chasing after her heart, and every word he said made the rope shake, bringing him closer and closer to falling down into the dark abyss that was unrequited love.

"Now you ask one,"

Still avoiding Marinette's gaze he made his decision, "Kim," he chuckled, "Truth or dare?"

Kim was slouching in his chair but immediately sat up straight in response to his name. He was beaming back at the red-haired boy with great big excited eyes. After watching some of the others expose their secrets and partake in some strange dares- to say the least, he was more than happy to start joining in on the fun.

"Dare!" he exclaimed.

Nathanael smiled at his friend's eagerness, "I dare you, to let me draw on your face."

Kim turned slightly in his seat to grab a sharpie from his pencil case. He tossed it in Nathanael's direction having it land on the lap of his purple jeans.

"Go ahead," he said, his goofy smile never fading. Not for so much as a second did it cross his mind of the possible embarrassment that may follow, he was just happy to be finally taking part in the fun.

Nathanael, taken back by his friend's eagerness, laughed to himself. Despite how pissed off he was at Kim for the stunt he and Alex pulled on Saturday, he still couldn't find the heart to embarrass the spikey-haired goofball. He was just too vulnerable to take advantage of.

He decided on just writing 'Puggie' - the name of Kim's obese pug- along with drawing a small cartoon of a dog in the middle of his forehead.

The others smiled at his handiwork -though they probably hadn't a clue what the reference was towards- and Marinette let out a small giggle.

It was so quiet that Nathanael almost missed it. But he had heard it, and he decided that he liked hearing her laugh. He liked it a lot.

"Okay!" Kim said suddenly, "My turn!"

He started scanning each of the faces in the circle before his eyes stopped on the girl sitting in front of him.

"Juleka!" he decided, when realising she had gotten only very easy truths, and didn't have to give any embarrassing or shameful answers like most of them had. He wanted to shake things up a bit.

"Truth or dare?"

Juleka let out a breathy, nervous laugh, "Um... truth?"

Kim thought carefully of what he wanted to ask and took a minute to sift through all the different questions that were riddling in his mind about the closed-off, shy girl, since the beginning of the game. He stared at the ground and bit his knuckle until it finally came to him.

He smirked, "What was the real reason you got detention?"

If it was possible, Juleka's pale face turned a shade whiter.

"Um..." her nervous laughter started again, "I don't know what you mean..."

"Oh come on!" he exasperated dramatically, "You are talking to the king of liars. Don't think I can't tell when someone starts bullshitting a teacher."

By this time all eyes were on Juleka. The tall girl gulped which Nathanael thought was rather curious as he had every before seen cartoon characters to do when nervous. In fact, Juleka was beginning to look quite comical as her face changed from a sickly white to a dark scarlet.

"Uh, Juleka?" Nathanael began, "are you...um," he wasn't sure what he wanted to ask her. Maybe to check if she was okay or if she'd prefer they moved on with the game. Whatever the last of his sentence was, it was cut short by Juleka shaking her head in response.

"I'm fine!" she assured, "Really. I'm not ashamed of it, I just..."

She stared hands and started fiddling with them, hoping no one noticed how much they were shaking.

It was only when Marinette put a hand on her shoulder that she looked up to meet two blue eyes looking at her meaningfully with a comforting intent. "It's okay," she smiled reassuringly, "Take as much time as you need,"

Juleka let out a heavy breath and gripped her knees so hard it made her knuckles turn white.

'Alright,' she thought to herself, 'I can do this.'


"What are you doing out here, Margaret?"

She nearly dropped her cigarette in her startlement. She looked left and right frantically before turning around to meet Tom's all knowing smirk.

She sighed, both out of relief and bitter annoyance.

"You nearly gave me a heart attack," she sneered while holding the bridge of her nose in frustration.

"You know I never took you for the smoking type," he continued, ignoring her clear resentment towards his arrival, "Then again, I'm not one to talk, am I?"

He fished around in his trouser pocket before pulling out a fresh cigarette, "Mind sharing a light?"

Margaret rolled her eyes but tossed him her lighter none the less. She certainly did not want to have a long chat over a smoke with her school's crude, smartass janitor, when she was trying to take some time to herself and relieve the stress that had been building up inside her mind all day. But what choice did she have? Tom caught her abandoning her duties as a teacher to indulge in a cigarette. If he decided to share this information with Mr. Damocles- the school's headmaster- she would be in serious trouble.

So she thought better of her annoyed feelings and decided on trying her best to be civil.

"So tell me, Margaret, are you still a virgin?"

This was going to be harder than she thought.


The end.

Wow, this was a shit chapter. I'm so sorry that with such a long wait I could only give you this piece of crap to make up for it.

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