Old A.N. Hey guys, did yeah miss me? Did yeah? Did yeah miss me? Sorry I left it as a cliff hanger then not write anything I just had no idea on what to write. I had everything else in mind on what I wanted to do, but my planed out story ended there. Well, without further ado, I give you chapter 7.

"Man, I thought getting socks were bad. But that, that's much worse." Race said to break the silence. Leave it on Race to make things more comfortable.

"Ohk," I said wiping away the last few tears. "Who's next? Umm, Spot, truth of dare."

"Dare." Spot said looking at me with challenge twinkling in his eyes.

"Ohk, I dare you to kiss the prettiest girl in the room." I said smiling, knowing that he just had to kiss me.

"Hey, that ain't far!" Spot said for the first time having a flash of regret in his eyes. "Der's only two goils in da room!"

"So, one of us is prettier." Said Margaret. Picking up on the 'game' she understood that I was trying to force Spot into kissing me. Lucky for me, Spot had no idea what was going on.

"Common Spot, you'se have kissed tons of goils befoah. One more ain't that much." Much said after having Margaret whisper the plan to him. Racetrack looked at Much who looked back guiltily. I saw them looking at each other but I couldn't catch on to what they were saying 'cause at that exact moment Spot leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

"There. There's ya kiss." I stared at him in awe. He thought I was prettiest but still was stubborn enough to not kiss me. I was not going to give up and actually kiss me. I should know that by now. So I just smiled.

"Yep. See that's the secret. Nobody ever remembers that a kiss on the cheek is still called a kiss."

I looked over at Race then whispered to Margaret, "Is it just me or does Race look like he has no pressures in life at the moment?" And that he did. He looked like if he had wings of an angel he'd be flying around using them to their full potential.

"Spot, your turn," I said wanting everybody to hurry up so that I could take revenge on Spot.

"Race, Truth or dare?"

"Dare." Race said as if he had planned saying it.

"Ohk, I dare you to spin this bottle," Spot said holding up his empty root beer bottle from earlier, "And who ever it lands on, You have to sleep in the same bed as them tonight."

"So it's like a double dare?" Mush said finding his voice box after about 10 minutes.

"Yeah. Like a double dare but da person dat it lands on still has gotta do a dare."

"I like the rules you play by." I said, a large smirk playing on my lips.

"Good. Now here's da bottle Race... Spin away." Race took the bottle from Spot, put it in the middle of the circle between all of us and spun it as fast as a root beer bottle can spin. 'Wow, he really has a good arm. Wonder how he get's it. Probably from holding so many papes.' I thought. Just as I finished thinking, the bottle has started to slow down. Race was looking at it as though trying to caste a spell on it and I was gripping Margaret's arm for support. I secretly hoped that it was me, even though I was supposed to be crushing on Spot I could still get closer to Racetrack. Right? Apparently I was right because the bottle landed between me and Margaret but Margaret secretly moved more towards Mush on her other side and slipped me over a bit to my right so that I was more centered on the side facing the opening of the bottle.

"Well Race," Spot started, "Looks like you got yourself a hot date with Kenze tonight in bed." Race looked at me apologetically and back at Spot.

"Right. Well then my turn. Mush, truth or dare?"

"What do you think dummy?" Mush said with a sideways smile.

"Hey, at least I'm bein' polite and askin'."

"Yeah yeah yeah whatevah. Can we jus' get on wit' da game?" Spot said looking around.

"Suah. Well Much. I dare you to kiss Margaret. Flat on da lips."

Margaret looked like she was gonna faint.

"But dat's not how gentlemen act. I can't jus' kiss 'er." Mush said turning pink from embarrassment. Just as Mush was about to gain up his courage and lean over something stopped us all.

Old A.N. Sorry that this is all I can type for now. It's like so late and I have to go to sleep for apple picking tomorrow! And I know that you're thinking that I just stopped for a cliff hanger… well I didn't it just seemed a good place to stop. And as for the length of the story it's 3 pages long on my word prossesing so if it seems short it really isn't. Anyways… review… you know you want to! I'll post as soon as I can! Hearts!

A.N. I know i know its wicked wicked short. But i think they got longer... i hope... maybe??
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