What's Behind the Curtain
Chapter 8
Reagan
So...I'm not dead! I just haven't updated in a while. I've kind of been going through those "eighth chapter blues"...if that is a thing... Anyway, I've gotten some requests for OCs that people wanted to be in the story. I'm sad to say that I really wanted this story to be just me and my friends, so the story will still focus on them. But, since I can't say no to you guys, I'll be putting them in the story, they just won't have any major parts.
Some OCs we have are:
Jaime Cullen- submitted by Neyite (I got to choose the name!)
Zara Atkins- submitted by JotunheimStorm
Ellie Worth- submitted by Legendary Starcat
Again, they probably will not have major roles, but I will do my best to get them in the story somehow. So...I just found out that I lost the paper which I had the dares on, so I'll try to remember all of them. Tell me if I missed anything, and I will very sincerely apologize to you.
To: nathaniels4lyfe
Subject: ToD
Greta! If you could ask me, Madison, Katie, Kaitlyn, Andrew, Peter Quill, or Nova a truth or dare question, what would it be?
To: TheFangirl7
Subject: re: Tod
Uh...I dunno...I would dare Kaitlyn to...bake a cake! And the ingredients would be stuff you guys chose!
"Okay! Kaitlyn! I've got a request from Greta for you," I grin. "She wants you to bake a cake, with ingredients that we choose. So, everybody, choose an ingredient!"
Kaitlyn beamed. "Yay! Baking! So...my ingredient is eggs, since that's something you actually need in a cake."
"CHOCOLATE! TOTALLY CHOCOLATE!" Katie screamed.
"Ooh! TOAST!" Madison got a dreamy expression on her face. "Maybe Vincent will come, and we can eat toast together, and..."
Ohhkay...
"Snickers." That was Sam. Well, candy is cool, I guess.
"Bacon!"
"Katie's a vegetarian, Andrew," Kaitlyn explained.
"Oh. Then vegetarian bacon!"
Kaitlyn had been writing this down on a piece of paper. "Well, I'll need to get these ingredients for the cake...anyone want to drive?"
She looked around hopefully.
"Okay, so no one to drive...I guess I'll just get back to this later..."
"My turn!" Madison gleefully started to jump up and down. "I dare ME to throw Muffin at someone!"
She picked up her cat, Muffin, who was meowing in protest. "Mrow!"
"Oh, shut up." She heaved Muffin at Andrew.
"MEOW!"
"AHHH!"
Ouch. Muffin's got claws.
"MADISON! HOW COULD YOU?! I'M ALLERGIC TO CATS!" Andrew was still screaming his head off. Hahaha.
Ooh. Beating up people for fun. Nice.
I TOLD YOU TO GO BLOW YOURSELF UP!
I did. See?
GET AWAY FROM ME!
I thought you liked me!
I USED to. GO AWAY! WE DON'T WANT YOU HERE! At least, not yet...
What was that?
NOTHING! BACK TO THE STORY!
It's always nice to watch Andrew suffer. Sorry if that sounds harsh, but it's true.
"Um, okay...so, Sam? Your turn?"
"Yeah. Reagan! Truth or dare?"
"Uh...truth...?..."
Sam frowned. He must have been hoping for dare. "Okay, then...um...uh...do you have a crush?"
I froze. "...maybe? Yes?"
"Who?"
"I DON'T HAVE TO ANSWER ANYTHING ELSE!"
"Okay."
"Sam! Truth or dare?"
Seeing how his last dare worked out, I figured he would opt for truth. I was right. "Do you have a crush?"
"Nope. Nova's a pretty demanding job. Don't have time for romance."
Judging by his expression, though, I thought different.
"FINALLY! Guys, it's my turn!" Andrew rubbed his hands together. "And...I'm asking Katie! Truth or dare?"
"TRUTH!"
Andrew looked disappointed. "Fine...who would you rather save, if they were both about to die, the Doctor or Loki?"
"Loki, duh. The Doctor would just regenerate."
"Oh. Right."
"Well, Andrewlina, that was a royal fail. Now...it's my turn!"
Oh God.
"Reagan! Truth or dare?" Since I knew she would just ask some embarrassing truth question, I said dare.
"Good! I dare you to...kiss Sam?"
I would have done a spit take, if I had been drinking water. "WHAT?! Wait...this Sam, or Other Sam?"
"OTHER SAM!"
Like any rational girl would do, I screamed. "NO! NO! DON'T DO THIS TO ME! I THOUGHT I WAS YOUR FRIEND!"
Sam (Alexander!) looked at us like we were insane. "Who's Other Sam?"
"Other Sam is this really annoying kid that's always mean to me. We kind of hate each other. Sometimes."
"Well...that's a strange relationship...but hey, who am I to judge?" He paused. "How is he mean to you?"
"It's nothing super bad...he just makes fun of me sometimes and sometimes ignores me...boy stuff, I guess."
"'Boy stuff'. Wow. Thanks."
I shrugged. "You've gotta admit it's true."
"GET BACK TO THE DARE!"
"Sorry. But Other Sam isn't here! And I would never ever ever kiss him! So there!"
"Fine, then. Kiss the Sam here!"
"WHAT?!" Sam and I screamed in unison.
"Yeah. You heard me. Now do it!"
Wow...that sounded wrong...
"No! You cannot force me to kiss someone! I'm TWELVE, for God's sake!"
"Yeah! And...I have my rights, and stuff!"
"Well, then how come you accepted the dare to kiss someone?"
"Uh...because I'm scared of you?"
"Exactly. Which is why Reagan's going to kiss you."
I pinched the bridge of my nose. "Just get it over with."
"Right answer! And, since you are twelve, you do not have to make out with him or whatever."
Both of us: "EWW!"
"DO IT!"
I sighed in frustration. We leaned in. I couldn't believe this was actually happening!
I'm not really sure if I'm happy, scared, disgusted, or both. I mean, I'm the girl who does a really hilarious impression of kissing, and I'm also the girl who describes kissing as face licking sometimes.
But I'm also the girl who really, really likes Sam.
Our lips met. Then they went back. The whole thing was like, a second.
:)
Sam flopped back onto the couch.
"What has my life become if I'm at impromptu truth or dare parties kissing girls who are younger than me?"
"It's then become something wonderful," I reply.
…
It seemed like my neighbors were having some sort of party. I'm friends with Madison, but this...ugh. This. "MOM!" I yell over the screaming(?). "CAN I GO OVER THERE AND TELL THEM TO TURN IT DOWN?"
"SURE, JAIME," she yells back.
It's like, 11:00 at night. I just want to get some sleep.
I tug on a Marvel sweatshirt over my ratty t-shirt I was sleeping in. I pad down the halls towards the noise.
…
Oh. My. God. FUNNNNN!
SAM REALLY KNOWS HOW TO PARTYYY!
I THINK I'M ON THE MOST EPIC SUGARHIGH OF MY LIFE!
IT'S NOTHING COMPARED TO SAM, THOUGH. HE'S BOUNCING OFF THE WALLS. LITERALLY.
…
I knock on Madison's door.
No response. Figures. I try the handle. It's unlocked, by some miracle.
What the...? Bubbles?
"HELLO?" I yell. "IT'S ME. JAIME. YOUR NEXT DOOR NEIGHBOR?"
"JAIMEEE! NICE TO MET YA, GURLLL!" Some kid I've never seen before comes up to me and hugs me. Hard.
I can't get a good look at his face in the dark, but he's glowing. Blue. For some reason.
"UM...WHO ARE YOU?" I try to squirm away. No use. "AND PLEASE GET OFF OF ME."
"YAAA. SORRY." He lets go. "I'M SAMUEL ALEJANDRO! WHEE!"
Either this kid is drunk, or on a serious sugar high. I'm hoping it's the latter.
"REA REA! THERE'S A GIRL AT THE DOOR...SHE'S LIKE, HERE, AND STUFF..." Weird glowing grabby kid floats away.
That might have been the weirdest encounter of my life.
"KAY KAY! COMING SAMMYY!" A girl about my age sprints towards the door. "HII. I'M REAGAN. WHO ARE YOU?"
Well, at least she's somewhat sane. "I'M JAIME. MADISON'S NEXT DOOR NEIGHBOR. CAN YOU PLEASE, UH, STOP SCREAMING?"
"OKAAYY. YOU KNOW, I HAVE A NEXT DOOR NEIGHBOR. HIS NAME IS SAM. HE'S REALLY ANNOYING AND IN THE HOSPITAL RIGHT NOW. BUT HE'S NOT LIKE SAM ALEXANDER. THAT SAM IS SUPER HOT!"
"Uh...nice to know?"
I feel like I just got in the middle of something.
"COME ON! YOU AIN'T SEEN NOTHING YET, JAIME..."
I can't believe I actually wrote a kissing scene. Next chapter...the party! Just, uh, to clear any thoughts up, Sam and Reagan ARE NOT drunk. They're just on a really high sugar high. Just...just know that. And Jaime is Neyite's OC, not mine. If you have an OC form, only send one in if you really, really, really like the story, not just for the heck of it. If this story is one of your favorites on the site, and you love it to death, then yeah, send an OC form in. But don't send one in just for the heck of it. Get it? Got it? Good. PARTYYYYY