Chapter 7: Drama and Confessions
“I like you. As in a friend way.”
“Well, I already knew that. Who do you like as in not in a friend way?”
“That’s secret. And you’re not bribing me anymore” he responded confidently. I sighed.
The ride home was a house of whispering and gossip. Believe me, that was not my type of setting. I was sitting next to Alix again, except this time Elle was on the other side, Nolan was right in front of me, and Aaron was in front of Elle. Lance was all lonely in the front, driving. I still didn’t know whether or not Lance had asked Alix out and if she rejected him or not. Meanwhile, I was trying to cajole Nolan into telling me who he liked (as in, not a friend way...) Oooh... Drama... (Insert annoyed face here)
Nolan raised an eyebrow at me. “You told me you’d tell me who you liked if I told you.”
I looked up at him solemnly. “But...” I drawled, “You didn’t tell me.”
“Puh-lease?” he murmured in a soft voice, his puppy face appearing. His blue eyes shown with curiosity, wide and adorable like a kid. His face was completely relaxed and some baby fat showed on his face. It was irresistible...
“Ugh, fine,” I muttered. “I like you.”
“Say what?” he muttered, eyebrows raised nonchalantly. So that ruled out the fact he might’ve liked me... onto the next person...maybe?
“In a friend way,” I said, a small smirk escaping my lips, until I burst into a fit of giggles. He scowled.
“Well, who do you like as in not a friend way?” he continued. I sent him a sinister smile.
“You tell me and I’ll tell you.”
“So, do we have a deal?” I begged. Poor Nolan, he didn’t know I had a trick up my sleeve.
“Yup.” He agreed.
“OK, you go first.”
“No, I’ll go second!”
“Haha! You lost!” I cheered in triumph. Nolan was just not the type of person to admit defeat, but I had forced him to do so today.
“Don’t count your chickens. Fine, I’ll go first. My answer is:” Here he paused for dramatic effect. I scowled. Would he just get on with it? “I don’t know.” He smirked, laughing at what was probably an idiotic expression on my part.
“That’s it?” I told him, incredulous. Although I had a sinking gut feeling that he was telling the truth.
“Yeah. Honestly, I don’t like anyone at this point.” He shrugged.
“OK. Well, I don’t like anyone either.”
“Wow. This is getting us nowhere.”
“Yeah, I agree.”
“Let’s drop it.”
“Then, how about you tell me when you know, and I’ll tell you when I know,” he reasoned.
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Truth or Dare?Teen Fiction
Reena, and her best friends Alix, Aaron, Lance, and Elle, have played the game Truth or Dare, every Friday and at every party, ever since they all met, in eighth grade. Each new truth or dare adds onto their adventure, and their amazing fun of their...