That weird Matt kid had been staying with me for just over a year and I'll admit I'd warmed up to him a bit since we first met and he called me a girl. He'd picked up a lot of weird habits since then, too. Every now and then I'd catch him staring blankly at me with a day-dreamy look on his face. He'd been telling me I was flirting with him lately too. Pfft. He was dreaming. I don't date guys, and I'm too busy for a relationship anyway. Sometimes it felt like he was pushing things to make me think I wanted him or something. Him and his damn mind games. Well, in the back of my mind, yes, I'll admit I'd thought about that, but that's normal at my age, it's not like I was fantasizing, it was just a fleeting thought. Man, it was so irritating how he had this knack for making me think it was more than that. Okay, enough thinking about that, that's what he wants me to do. I turned the page in the book and kept reading, only to be distracted by a flying piece of paper. I sighed and opened it.
Coming tonight?
I sighed again, okay, I lost the bet fair enough, so I had to complete some dare.
Yeah, sure, whatever, what's the dare gonna be anyway? I scrawled back my reply and threw it back to him.
I waited a few seconds, then the paper dropped down next to me again.
Lol, I guess we'll see huh?
I smiled. Oh god, how bad was it gonna be?
XD well I guess it'll be interesting, oh, didn't you say you had something to tell me?
I threw it back and waited again. When I opened up the paper it was a really long reply. I didn't know he was that fast at writing, jeeze. Wait… what? Does he taste like chocolate? Uhh… I hoped this was Matt's idea of a… Is he better when he's angry? I blinked and kept reading the list, really hoping that it was some weird joke. I wrote a huge question mark on the back and 'do I taste like chocolate? O_o' on another piece of paper and threw it to him. I heard Matt mutter a 'what the fuck… holy shit…' I turned around to look at him just as the bell rang.
"What the hell, Matt?" I asked, holding the list up to him.
"I got you!" He said, blushing deeply with a strained laugh.
"That would work better when you're not bright red, Matty."
"It was a joke."
"Have I knocked you out yet?"
"No, wait, what?"
"If I was creeped out, I would've hurt you in some way, right?"
"Huh? You mean you…?!"
"No, I mean it's fucking hilarious."
"Just please forget that, it was a momentary thing and I, I-"
"I'm not mad at you for it, relax."
"Yeah, but I-"
"Come." I grabbed his arm and lead him towards the boys' bathroom.
"Wait, what?" he asked when I pulled him in and shut the door behind him. I checked the stalls to make sure nobody was in there with us.
"Why did you write that?" I asked quietly.
"I don't know, I just-"
"Do you really think about me like that?" I persisted, completely astonished at what he wrote about me. I blinked a few times at him, waiting for him to reply, "Matt?"
"At that particular moment I did, yes… But-"
"No, no excuses."
"Well, yeah… you're not mad are you? I mean, everyone wonders and it's not fair being in the same room as you when you're wondering about that kind of stuff and…" he trailed off when he noticed I was laughing at him.
"Matty, it's fine. If I cared I would've done something to you by now, right?"
"Yeah…"
"But which part of me was in question with the chocolate bit?"
"Just a kissing thing, I swear."
"Okay then."
"Does that mean tonight's off?"
"Hell no. It's not like you'll jump me or anything. Jeeze, I'm not that paranoid."
"Okay, but you may be creeped out about what my dare was now."
"Oh god, what was it?"
"Well, come back to our room, it's in there."
I was unsure whether I wanted to know what his dare was.