Splinters: Part One

Part One | 8

Collie awkwardly scooted away. I'd never do that, especially in front of her.

"Let's just play," she muttered, not daring to look at me.

"Alright," Zech said. "Hopefully we've all got that out of our system, right, Pierson?" he gave me a pointed look.

I glared at him.

"I'll take that as a yes. Let's play." He poured everyone a drink in a red solo cup. I wasn't sure what the drink was but it didn't look like water. I didn't think it was alcohol either. How could Zech get his hands on alcohol?

"H-how do you play?" I asked, shifting on the couch a little and glancing at Collie.

"Someone says 'Never have I ever' and then they say something, like, lied, and if you've lied, then you take a drink." Andrew explained.

I nodded slowly. "Okay."

"I'll go first," Zech offered. "Never have I ever enrolled into a school, like, two months late." He looked directly at me, knowing that I enrolled into Constance at the end of October.

I slowly lifted my cup and drank, but nobody else did. They watched me as I set my cup down.

Next was a boy who sat at The Table, but I didn't know his name. I watched him share a weird look between him and Zech. He lifted his cup and said, "Never have I ever, um, gotten lost to find my classes at school this year."

Again, it was me who only took a drink.

Next was a girl whose name I didn't know. "Never have I ever kissed anyone."

This time, I was the only one who didn't take a drink.

"Pierson!" Zech gasped mockingly. "You've never kissed anybody?"

I blushed. "Um, no." Collie was staring at me from the corner of my eye, and I almost wanted to stand up and leave the room. When I answered Zech, she let out a small breath.

"But-"

"Never have I ever gotten an F on a test." Collie quickly said.

I smirked as I watched Zech take a drink along with some other people.

A few rounds of Never Have I Ever kept going on, and for some reason, Zech kept doing the ones that only I drank at. At some point, I needed to go to the bathroom and I told him that.

"Um, Zech? Where's the bathroom?"

He smirked, turning to the guy next to him and asked him a question. The guy nodded, laughing. Zech looked back at me and got up, gesturing me towards a bathroom down his stairs. I wondered why he didn't just let me go in the one we passed on our way to the downstairs one.

"Hey, um, can I just use that one?" I asked, stopping.

Zech turned, looking at me. He shook his head. "The toilet doesn't really work in there."

I nodded and continued to follow him. When we reached the bathroom, he left me to do my business. I thanked him briefly and then closed the door.

I had expected it to be quick, but before I knew it, urine was everywhere. I don't know how and I don't know why, but nothing was put into the toilet. My shirt was wet and so were my pants. It literally looked like I had been sprayed, and I might as well have been.

It only took a minute until I realized that a type of clear wrap had been placed around the toilet seat. It was a prank. Anger hadn't even set in when I zipped up my pants and stormed out of the bathroom, not even bothering to clean up my mess. I returned upstairs and slammed the basement door.