I didn't expect much when Connor Sharpe followed me back.
Just some random notification while hanging out with my best friend.
But one simple "hi" turns into something neither of us saw coming.
A couple of years apart, different grades, and a millio...
But before I could answer, the lights flickered once. Then twice.
And the music cut out.
Everyone paused.
“What the hell?” someone muttered.
Then a voice from the hallway: “TRUTH OR DARE IN THE BASEMENT!”
The entire crowd screamed in excitement and started running.
Connor looked at me. “You in?”
I tilted my head.
“I’m always in.”
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The room was loud, messy, and dimly lit the way every good party should be. The circle had grown huge by now. People spilled onto beanbags and pillows, all crisscrossed and wobbling with half-empty red cups in their hands. The bass from upstairs was still rattling the ceiling, but no one cared.
Jake was leaning against Yumi. Aidan was next to me, knee brushing mine every now and then. Connor… was quiet. Too quiet.
He sat on my other side, back leaned against the wall, a drink in his hand, his eyes flicking between Aidan and me whenever we so much as moved.
We were all fully, dangerously drunk by the time someone decided it was time to spin-the-bottle-truth-or-dare style.
The rules were simple: 1. Don't chicken out. 2. Don't lie. 3. Don't be boring.
The bottle spun a few times. Someone prank-called a teacher. Someone licked frosting off Josh’s abs (why was he shirtless? Who knows). Someone got dared to yell “I love feet” out the window.
Then... the bottle pointed at me. Of course it did.
Riley leaned in, eyes twinkling. “Truth or dare, bunny girl?”
I grinned, full teeth, full confidence. “Dare.”
Everyone hooted. Aidan raised his cup. “She’s brave.”
“Oh, I’ve got one,” said Stacey, already giggling like a demon. “I dare you to kiss the hottest person in the room.”
The noise exploded. Someone threw a pillow. Someone gasped so hard they choked.
My brain short-circuited.
Connor looked up sharply, his eyes unreadable. Aidan just smiled lazily, not even pretending he wasn’t waiting to see what I’d do. The tension practically buzzed in the air.
My heart? Beating in my ears.
I sat up slowly, pretending to think. “Well, this is awkward.”
“Yeah,” Jake muttered. “So many options.”
I turned to Aidan. His smile widened. Then I turned to Connor. He didn’t smile. Not even a little. Just stared.
And honestly? That was worse.
I was tipsy. Confused. My face was hot. My brain was like: pick one and move on. But my mouth said: “Actually… I think I know who it is.”
I stood up, stepped over two people… …and plopped right into Yumi’s lap.
“Hi,” I said, grinning like a menace. “Kiss me.”
She blinked once. Then smirked. “Okay.”
And just like that we kissed.
It wasn’t long. It wasn’t slow. It wasn’t even that serious.
But it was iconic.
The room screamed. Hailey fell over. Josh lost his voice from yelling. Jake threw his drink in the air like we’d just scored in overtime. Riley kept chanting “LESBIAN RIGHTS!” even though it wasn’t even like that.
I pulled back, breathless and laughing, and Yumi just shrugged like, what can I say? Bunny magic.
Connor? Didn’t say a word. Didn't smile
And Aidan? He leaned closer to me when I sat back down, his arm casually sliding along the back of the couch behind me.
“Unexpected,” he whispered.
I raised a brow. “Fun though, right?”
“Oh yeah,” he said. “Fun.”
The night spiraled from there.
People were chanting for more dares. We were all drunk, and I was sitting between two boys who were definitely thinking too hard about a kiss that meant absolutely nothing (except maybe it kind of did?).
But me?
I was busy finishing my drink and leaning into Yumi, whispering, “You know we’re legends now, right?”
She grinned. “We always were.”
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