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Previously in The Single One...
Then, somehow, magically, Emmett came to my rescue.
"The fact that a group of guys, half as many girls, and a bottle can create perfect chaos.
My hero...
Wait a minute.
Spin-the-Bottle.
La Push style.
Lord save us all.
Now back to the story...
So I've never been kissed, even the times we've played the game. Is that so awful for a fourteen-year-old? Yes...
"These are the rules: you have to kiss whoever your spin lands on. If you refuse, you have to choose truth or dare from that person. No limits, as long as it's within reason. Understood?" Sam Uley, the oldest at sixteen, said. At this, Sam threw a glance at Emmett. It might have been because he's the master of all dares. Or not...
There was a murmered 'yes' around the circle, and one 'We know, Dad' from Seth Clearwater. The tiki torches we set up flickered invitingly, as a chilly gust of October air blew in fomr the ocean.
"Okay... Leah! You first, " he said, smiling at his girlfriend while sitting behind her.
"Of course he picks her," Emmett muttered in my ear, making us both chuckle.
Leah rolled her eyes and made a certain hand gesture in our direction. Feisty for only fifteen.
"No thanks, sweetie, save it for Sam," I called, making us laugh harder, and even Leah smirked a little.
She grinned and took the old (and empty) bear bottle we always used. Adjusting the plank we used as a steadier, she spun with ease, the bottle rotating rapidly. Then it landed on Kim, her friend. Both girls shuddered. This is why we added truth or-
"Dare!" Leah half yelled.
Kim smiled widel at her friend, then said, "Kiss Seth's foot. The bottom, and no air kiss."
Leah rolled her eyes again and crawled to her twelve year old brother. She grabbed his ankle, but before she could lower her ehad, he kicked her in the mouth. Lightly, but it still bugged her. When she went back to her place, she wiped her mouth with the hem of her shirt, most likely giving Sam a glimpse of he bra, then sat between his legs.
Kim, looking peeved that her dare hadn't lived up to repuation, spun, and leanded on Jared, a relatively shy fifteen year old. He crawled to her, then kissed her, making both of them blush. When he spun, he landed on Bella, quickly snapping "Truth!"
Bad mistake, buddy-boy.
"Would you lie to kiss Kim again?" she asked sweetly, but with an evil look on her face. Trust Bella to dig it in.
"Um.. Well... Maybe-I mean- Yes..." he babbled, earning catcalls from the thirteen year olds Paul adn Quil, and a bluch from Kim.
Bella smiled, obviously pleased with herself, and spun landing on Jacob Black, our thirteen year old friend who was right next to her. They grinned and laughed, then she pecked him lightly, nothing to agitate Jasper. When Jacob spun, he landed on Rosalie, who also gave him a freindly peck, the wrinkled her nose playfully. Girls can't resist Jake! The other nine guys looked very dumbfounded.
Rosalie spun and landed on Embry Call, another thirteen year old. She rolled her eyes at his fearful expression, the said "Dare."
He grinned wickedly. I dare you to french a shoe." Always the quiet ones.
The following event is to bizarre and potentially scarring to describe, but there were some pretty uncomfortable guys after that. How they find making out with inanimate objects hot, I'll never understand. Now we were getting into our normal routine.
Embryspun the bottle extremely fast. It rotated once...twice...thrice...As it started slowing down, you could tell that everyone was trying to predict who it would land on. Going extremely slow, now, it rolled past Jacob...Bella...Jasper...
Everyone gasped as it landed on none other than Emmett, who I was sitting right next to. And no, it's not because I have an apparent crush on him...I believe...
"Dare!" the kid practically screamed.
He asked for it, everyone seemed to think at once, giggles and chuckles erupting from everyone despite trying to keep them in.
Emmett started laughing wildly. Emmett is why we're always fearful to play. "Strip to your underwear and run laps around the circle until you finish singing 'Just Dance'."
So Emmett is very absurd, and embarrassing. It would have already been funny if-
"Dude! You wear tidy-whities?"
Jacob didn't yell that first. By the time it was over, everyone was rolling around laughing, and Emmett and myself had tears pouring down our faces.
I was trying to cover my eyes to hide the tears that were pouring down my face as I laughed my heart out, but I guessed that it would look like I was really crying because it made everyone laugh even harder.
Once everyone had calmed down enough to concentrate once more, Emmett spun it as hard as was possible. No one would have been able to guess how many spins commensed before it even became visible once more. Quickly wiping away the rest of my tears, I watched as it started to slow down, wondering who would be lucky enough to get his spin.
Shut. Up. Brain.
The mouth passed everyone... Once... Twice... It slowed down and stopped.
Right in front of-
"Alice!" Edward choked.
Me.
The circle was silent. When my eyes locked with Emmet's, everthing froze.
Slowly, he bent his head to whisper in my ear. "Is this alright?"
I swear that his hot breath nearly made my heart break my ribs. "Yes..."
His lips breifly touched my earlobe. He pulled back and studied my face for a moment.
Then he crashed his lips to mine.
A/N: OMC. You have to review. Like, seriously. Or I won't update. Seriously.
~Sidneu