As the two headed into the living room, the skaters and surfers were together getting ready to play truth or dare.
"Do you want to play?" Heather asked them.
"Sure," they said at once.
Kaitlin limped over and sat next to Omayra who was on the couch.
"Lucas," Callie said, "truth or dare?"
"Dare," he said simply.
"I dare you to take any girl of your choice into a closet and make out with her for ten minutes," she said.
Lucas looked at Omayra and stood up. He walked up to her and held his hand out. "Shall we?" he asked smiling.
"I am not making out with you," Omayra said, "You have to kill me first."
"That can be arranged," Callie said.
"Shut it, bitch!" Omayra yelled, "Here's a dare for you! Go fuck Bradin! It's all you've wanted to do since you've known him!"
"You did not just say that," Callie said standing up.
"Oh I just did," Omayra said standing up as well, "What are you going to do about it?"
"Both of you shut it!" Steve yelled.
"Stay out of this!" the girls yelled.
Steve backed off and looked at the girls argue. "Omayra! She's not worth it!" Kaitlin yelled when she saw her best friend raise her hand and make a fist.
Omayra looked back at her friend who was sitting on the couch. She turned back to Callie and went at her making Callie flinch when she stopped.
"You're pathetic," she said before walking off. Kaitlin got up and followed her friend. Bradin watched as Kaitlin walked away. He sighed and placed his head on the back of the couch.
Omayra and Kaitlin sat in their room in silence.
"Thanks," Omayra said out of nowhere, "I don't want to get suspended."
"Yeah," Kaitlin said softly.
"What's wrong?"
Kaitlin sighed.
"Do you like someone here?" Omayra asked.
"I don't know. He seems like a stalker. He followed me everywhere earlier."
"Who?"
"Bradin," she said.
"Bradin!" she squeaked, "Oh my god. So it's true. He does like you.I heard him taking to Lucas before in their room. Lucas likes me, too."
"Then, why didn't you make out with him for the dare?"
"I wasn't in the mood. I was thinking about the project."
Kaitlin sighed again. "What else is on your mind?"
"My ankle is killing me."
Omayra looked at her friend's ankle and made a weird face. "You need ice," she said moving towards her bag, "Good thing we brought it."
Kaitlin placed the ice pack on her ankle and placed her ankle on the end of the love seat. The girls heard a knock on the door. Omayra got up and answered it.
"Bradin?" she asked. Kaitlin turned around to look and saw Bradin. "What are you doing here?"
"Are you two okay?" he asked.
"We're fine," Omayra said. "So, why are you really here?"
He shrugged not knowing what to say. "Then, you'll be leaving," she said.
"Wait," he said stoping her from closing the door, "I want to talk to Kaitlin."
"About what?"
"It's personal. Please," he begged.
Omayra looked back at Kaitlin who looked away. She turned back to Bradin. "She doesn't want to talk to you."
He sighed and walked away. Omayra closed the door and walked back to her best friend. "What are you going to do?" she asked, "If you two like each other and go out, it will ruin your reputation."