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I Dare You

Grade One

May (6), Paul (6), Gary (6), Ash (6), Drew (6)

It was a chilly November day, and everyone was outside for recess. Gary and Paul, instead of being at the playground like all the other grade one students, were standing close to the roadside, with only the sidewalk separating them from the road.

This was not where they usually hung out. Gary had just seen a cool car that he wanted to check out. His other friends, May, Drew and Ash, were reluctant to come along, as they were not allowed to leave the area. He did, however, manage to convince Paul, one of his bolder, braver friends, to join him.

After admiring the parked car for a while, they had gotten bored. There was nothing else to do there, and there weren't many other cars passing by.

"I'm bored." Paul stated, leaning against a lamppost.

"I don't wanna go back to everyone else." Gary said, sitting on the ground. "They'll just think we got scared and came back." It was either that they go back and be called scaredy-Meowths, or they stay bored for the rest of recess. The two boys, having a great amount of pride, chose the latter.

"Gary," Paul spoke up, suddenly thinking up a way to pass the time, "I dare you to lick this lamp." He pointed at the lamp post he was leaning on before.

Gary hesitated before answering. "No."

"You're too scared." Paul accused.

"No I'm not! Why would I be scared to lick something?"

"Because my brother said that a boy in his class got dared to lick it. He did, and his tongue got stuck forever!" Paul finished his story dramatically.

"No." Gary crossed his arms. "Daisy said that I'm not allowed to lick metal when it's cold, because a boy in her class did, and his tongue wouldn't come off. She said it hurt him a lot when he pulled it off."

Paul pondered on his brother's words for a second. "If the boy did lick the lamp, and his tongue got stuck forever, then why isn't he here? Reggie was probably just trying to scare me."

"I'm not gonna do it. Daisy said my tongue would get stuck, and Grandpa did too. And I'm not allowed." Gary's decision was final.

"Do you really think that would happen?" Paul wondered aloud. Truth was, Paul wasn't really sure if what Reggie had told him was true, and he wanted to see it for himself to believe it. But of course, he was not about to try it himself.

"Maybe..." Gary was a bit doubtful as well. He always believed his grandpa, but it somehow seemed absurd to him that his tongue would get stuck like that.

He suddenly spotted three people walking a short distance away from them: a girl wearing a red bandana, a boy with green hair, and another boy with black hair wearing a red cap.

"Hey, Ash! Ashy-boy!" Gary called out, an 'evil' idea popping into his head.

The black-haired boy, Ash, tensed. He and Gary didn't get along very often, and if Gary was calling him, then it probably was not for anything good. Nevertheless, he and the two friends with him, May and Drew, made their way over to the other two.

"Ash," Gary smirked when the three had come up to them. "I dare you to lick this lamp!" Paul began to look a bit interested.

"Eww!" May squealed, not knowing the danger. But Ash paled. He knew exactly what would happen.

"No." He folded his arms. Gary was surprised. It wasn't often that Ash was brave enough to say 'no' to him.

"I dared you, so you have to!" Gary pressed on.

"No." Ash replied firmly yet again. "My tongue would get stuck on it."

"Really?" Drew found this interesting.

"Yes." Ash confirmed. "One time, I licked a pole when it was winter, and my tongue got stuck. It really hurt when my mom took it off."

Gary was disappointed. If Ash already knew the consequences, then he, Gary, wouldn't get to see what Daisy had said would happen for himself.

"That sounds scary." May shivered. "Once my tongue got stuck on an ice cube, but it melted."

"Metal doesn't melt." Paul informed her, smirking as he scared her further. "If you lick it for a long time, your tongue will get stuck forever!" May gasped at the horrifying knowledge she had just gained.

"I don't believe it." Drew crossed his arms. He had never heard of such a thing, and thought it sounded ridiculous.

"Then I dare you to lick it." Paul and Gary redirected their dare at the green-haired boy.

Drew hesitated. There was a small voice at the back of his head telling him that it was a bad idea, a really bad idea, but he wanted to prove himself. It was time to show Paul and Gary that he was just as brave as them. He took a step forward.

"Don't do it!" May shrieked. She grabbed onto his arm to prevent him from going any further.

"Let go, May!" he urged.

"Hey, what are you kids doing all the way here?" The five froze as a teacher approached them. He was very scary-looking, and he taught the higher grades, so he was unfamiliar to them.

"You are not allowed to leave the playground area all alone, especially so close to the road." he scolded. "What were you doing here?"

The grade ones stayed silent, Ash, May and Drew being too terrified of the teacher, and Gary and Paul trying to figure out a way to get out of trouble. Eventually, Ash cracked under pressure.

"They were telling me and Drew to lick that lamp!" he blurted out, pointing at Paul and Gary. This led to him receiving a hard kick from Paul.

The teacher's expression became serious. "You boys can get in a lot of trouble for doing something like that." he directed his statement at the two boys.

"We weren't!" Gary protested quickly. "We were all just having fun, and then we dared them to lick it. We weren't actually making them do it."

The teacher looked doubtful of his words. "Is this true?" he asked the other three, who nodded in response. Ash knew Gary and Paul would let him have it if he said anything else. Drew didn't want to look like a tattletale, and May would never sell out her best friends.

The teacher seemed more convinced. "But you shouldn't try to do this kind of stuff, even if it is for fun. Did you know your tongue can get stuck if you lick metal when it is cold?"

"Really?" Gary feigned ignorance as he stared at the teacher with wide, innocent eyes that only a six-year-old could pull off.

Paul changed his expression to a serious one, appearing as if this piece of information was new to him, and he was now closely listening to the grown-up's words.

"Yes." the teacher confirmed. "It could cause some big problems if that were ever to happen. Now come with me back to the playground, and don't ever come out here again."

The five followed him, feeling relieved that they had escaped possible punishment. The only regret that Paul and Gary had was that they could have just dared Drew to lick it instead of Ash in the first place, which he would have done before the teacher arrived. Too bad they never got to see anyone fulfill the dare.

Drew suddenly realized something odd and turned to Ash. "Why were you licking a pole?"

And there you have it! In case it wasn't clear, the question Drew asked Ash at the end was referring to what Ash said before (that he once licked a pole in winter).

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