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Chapter 2

Jonah gulped. Either way, the results wouldn't be pretty. Did he want to do something humiliating? Where she might be able to see? Or did he want to spill secrets? Secrets that shouldn't be shared?

He decided to go with dare. He didn't want it posted all over social media that Jonah Wizard still slept with his teddy bear, Mr. Snuggles. Talk about humiliating. He was, after all, Jonah Wizard. He was macho. He didn't do that kind of stuff.

"Dare." He said, crossing his fingers.

Ian smirked. "Ok, I dare you to tell us what that hug with Nellie was about."

"Hey!" Jonah protested. "That ain't no dare!"

"It's called a loophole, Jonah." Sinead spoke up from her perch atop the stack of pillows adorning the room. "And, please, for the sake of my genius ears, please use proper grammer and language skills so I can understand you.

"Thank you very much, Sinead Starbutt, for telling me what I already knew!" Jonah sighed. These people could be very annoying. Sometimes it was hard to believe he was related to them. As an afterthought, he added, "And I do have amazing language skills. You don't and you're just jealous." Jonah smirked.

"Oooh," Hamilton said. "Sinead, want some ice for that burn?" He grinned.

Sinead glared at Hamilton, who looked down. "Jonah, why don't you answer the question. Are you too scared?" She asked in a mocking voice.

"As Hamilton would say," Ian sneered. "Would you like some water for that combustion?"

Jonah looked at Ian in astonishment. "It's burn Ian. It's burn."

Ian looked confused. There was an expression of complete bewilderment on his handsome face. "Precisely what I said." He said, his eyebrows knit together in confusion.

Dan sighed."Quit stalling, Jonah." He said, rubbing his hands together. He looked like some evil person plotting murder.

"What? The Wiz, stalling. Never. I don't know what the hug was about." Jonah answered. "Dan, truth or dare?"

"Ummm, Jonah?" Amy squeaked, blushing. "You didn't answer the question."

"Yeah!" Sinead echoed. "Let's take away his turn because he didn't answer the question."

"Wha-" Jonah said, "Yes I did."

"All in favor, say I." Ian said, smirking at Jonah.

"I..." said Ted

"I." Said Ned.

"I!"

"I."

After several choruses of I's, it was agreed that Jonah had forfeited his turn.

"I'll go." Sinead said. She turned to Ted. "Ted, why don't you tell us about that video I took the other day, you know, of you kissing your pillow and muttering a certain someone's name? Oh yeah, it was Reagan."

Ted paled. "Uh," he began." I don't know why I was doing that. Must have been a weird dream."

"Right." Sinead drawled.

Man, I wonder what Nellie's doing. Jonah thought to himself. He stood up casually and walked out, hoping no one would notice him. It worked.

He walked straight to the kitchen, knowing that was most likely where Nellie was. As Jonah walked, he found himself wondering how her eyelashes would look if they were wet.

"What am I doing?" He said to himself.

Reaching the kitchen, he noticed Nellie stirring something in a large frying pan. It smelled heavenly.

"Yo, wassup." He said, hoping he didn't sound as stupid as he felt.

"Oh, hey Jonah." Nellie said. "Shouldn't you be playing Truth or Dare with the rest of them?"

"Yeah, I should. But I was tired of listening to the same things. It gets old fast."

Nellie muttered something that Jonah couldn't quite catch.

"What was that?" He asked.

"I said, 'The way to a man's heart is through his stomach.' " Nellie said through gritted teeth, blushing. She obviously didn't like it that Jonah had asked.

Crap. Jonah thought. I ain't never going get myself a girl if I don't stop being so naïve.

He sighed. "Oh, um, well,nevermind. I'm going to go see if Ted is done explaining his dream. See ya."

He walked away, hoping that the heat spreading throughout his body didn't show on his face.

"Jonah?" Nellie asked. "Are you ok?"

Now he could feel the heat rushing to his face. "Yeah, hey, you should come play Truth or Dare with us. Keep us on track, you know what I'm saying?" Dang it. Why'd he have to sound like he was begging? He was a hopeless cause.

He quickly turned and walked away.

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