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Chapter VI

     Hello, lovely faces. I'm terribly sorry if this is short. But, it's really late and I wanted to wrap up, there should have been a whole lot more going on but eh - I wanted to stop there. Also, if it seems like the story's going a bit fast don't fear, it's only beginning. So there's much more to come.

Dedicated to MonsoonB

P.S. This coming week is my last week of high school classes (not sure if I'm happy or sad) and then exams, I will not be able to post a lot because of external exams so I'm trying to post often right now so I need everyone's help, it'd mean a lot.

P.P.S. This will soon be proof read don't fret!

Chapter VI

      The party downstairs was just and indistinct blur to us on the top floor. We all sat in a broken spherical shape on the floor. Everyone clasped their red party cup of vodka tightly, no one willing to speak yet. Off to the side, closely beside me, the half bottle of vodka sat. Everyone understood the concept of the game but no one was willing to start just yet. The whole idea was that someone would say something they hadn’t done and the person/s that did would drink some of their vodka.

     I didn’t get the whole meaning of the game though. There wasn’t a winner- whenever your supply of vodka finished you would automatically get more. “I’ll start,” a thin girl offered. “Never have I ever cheated on the person I was dating.”

     A few guys took gulps of their drinks and looked away guiltily. It was then that I realized everyone was staring at me- waiting on me to drink to my infidelity. I rolled my eyes at them and inconspicuously looked over at Avery who was directly across from me. Her eyes were trained on the rug.

     My turn,” another girl thrilled. “Never have I ever hooked up with someone from a party.”

     I wasn’t surprised to see most of the girls taking incriminating gulps of their drink. But, I was surprised to see Gina raise the cup to her lips without meeting anyone’s gaze.

     “Never have I ever kissed a girl,” a boy with wire-rimmed glasses said quickly.

     Most persons took a sip of their drink, even some girls and they didn’t look remotely embarrassed. The confessions went around until it landed on me. My cup was still half-full, I stared at the clear liquid in the cup and looked directly across the circle. Avery’s eyes met mine and I found myself trapped in her gaze – maybe it was the vodka talking.

     “Never have I ever,” I said enunciating each word, “killed someone.”

     Everyone stared at me in stunned silence; maybe I would’ve regretted saying that if I wasn’t so entrapped in Avery’s gaze. The next person was about to speak when Avery – her eyes never leaving mine – took a gulp of the alcoholic beverage. The silence was even more deafening than it was before. Everyone stared at Avery as if she had grown two heads.

     A moment passed and they turned their fiery gazes unto me. How could I have known that? The truth was, I didn’t know a thing. My mouth just took over for my brain. If someone in the room thought Avery wasn’t a freak I’d just cemented the thought into their heads.

     Before anyone else could react dangerously, Avery spoke up, her voice louder than I’d ever heard, “My turn, never have I ever had a blatantly obvious crush on someone while I was dating someone else.”

     Quite a few persons took a drink, but Avery wasn’t concerned about them, she was staring at me, her eyes flashing. She was waiting on me to take a drink I could tell. I cautiously raised the cup to my head, closed my eyes and took a long gulp. The burning sensation felt strangely good. I was afraid to open my eyes and see what their expressions were.