As I enter, I can feel everyone's eyes on me. From RV 1, and 2. What I'm about to do, I think it will be more hilarious then embarrassing. I walk right up to Quil, and he stares at me like I just grew an extra nose, and, I simply just lean in and press my lips up to his. He jumps back, and says," What the hell?!" and I turn around and walk out the door. I have that face that people put on when they really want to laugh, but trying to hold it in. When I walk into the first RV, everyone bursts into laughter, even me. Then we look through the back glass, and see into the front of the first RV, and see Quils freaked-out expression, and laugh more.
When it finally cools down, it's my turn. "Jared, truth or dare?" I say, like someone trying to get someone to squeal about murdering someone.
"Ummm, dare," he says, and he's sure of his answer. He's not afraid of me. Time to change that.
"Ok. Now you have to go into the other RV and kiss Quil. On the lips," I say, a triumphant smile dancing on my lips.
He looks at me with such horror, you would've thought someone was torturing Kim to death. "Do you want poor Quil to go insane?" Sam asks me, but trying hard not to have a full out grin. He wasn't succeeding.
"That's his problem. Oh, one more thing," I scoot over to Kim, and whisper in her ear, "You wouldn't mind if Jared used some of your lipstick, would you?"
"Not at all," she replies, grinning. She pulls out some blood red lipstick, and applies it on his lips.
"You have to wear that too," I say. "Go now," I say, and wave my hand toward the door like Rachel did to me.
He goes to the door in a trance, and walks out. We watch him walk into the RV, and Quil immediately asks him a question. Probably something like, "Why the hell did Bella kiss me?" but instead of answering, he does exactly what I did. Quil is priceless. He screams bloody murder, jumps back, and shouts, "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?"
We all burst into laughter as Jared comes running in. We laugh longer than when I kissed Quil, and Sam finally gets out, "Ok, if we care about Quil's sanity, we're done playing truth or dare."
We all agree, thinking that that's enough for the night, and we all go to our bunks. I climb onto the top, and Jacob comes up behind me. "I think nobody's ever gonna ask a dare form you. Ever." He says in my ear. We both chuckle, and I lie down sprawled across his bare chest. He wraps his arms around me, and breathes something in my ear, but I didn't quite catch it because I was already dropped off in dreamland…
I woke up to the RV moving again, and almost fell of the bunk. Luckily Jake was there to catch me before I could. "PAUL!" I scream, annoyed that he woke us all up with his horrible driving.
"Yes Bella?" He answers, not at all caring that he woke us up.
"I almost fell off the bed," I moan at him.
"Me too," Emily says from her bunk with Sam.
"Me three," says Kim from her bunk with Jared.
"That is not my problem," he says. I swear, one day he will get a black eye. From all of us.
I really don't feel like moving. And why should I? If I get up, then I'll just be bored. But I'm in the same position I fell asleep in, and I don't feel like moving at the moment. Until Paul. He blares up some rock song that I've never heard of, as loud as the speakers would go. I covered my ears, as did everyone else except for Sam, who got up, turned the music down, and slapped Paul in the face. We all heard Rachel let out a little shriek, but we didn't care.
"Look, Paul, just because you had to wake up early to drive, doesn't mean you have to make everyone as bitter as you. So just be quiet, and drive," Sam said, and walked back over to his bunk, and crawled in with Emily. But this was all in the background. I was mainly focus on Jacob.
"So what do you want to do?" he asked me.
"I'm doing it," I say as I lift my head as kiss him. It's not just one of those really quick kisses, with no meaning. It's a long meaningful one, which makes it seem like there's no other people on earth except for Jacob and I. I eventually just sit on top of him, and pull his face up to mine. It's a few minutes later, before I feel something else sneak its way into the kiss. And his tongue doesn't need permission as it enters my mouth and interlocks with mine. We stay in this position for what seems to be eternity. He was the one to break away from the kiss, because it certainly wouldn't be me, and we just look into the other one's eyes, and search for their soul.
After that, I just catch up on the sleep I lost, by digging my face into his chest, and falling asleep in my own personal heaven. I dreamed where Paul jumped off a cliff, and we never had to deal with him ever again, and I married Jacob, and grew old with him watching our grandchildren grow. The last thing in the dream was both of our graves put right next to each other on the same day, and our souls rising up to heaven to be with each other for eternity.
I wake up to the angelic voice that follows me in my dreams, "Hey Sleeping Beauty, wake up. We're here."
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