Storytime: Truth or Dare Gone Wrong

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Hey, guys, gals, and everyone in between! It’s me, Lucky! And boy… Do I have a funny story today.

So, at my high school, I have two friend groups: One which mostly consist of nerdy boys (and some girls, even though my gay ass still is petrified by them.) which I have known since the beginning of high school, and another which mostly consists of girls, which I’m a recently new member in their friend group. As of recently, I’ve been hanging around Group 2.

One of the of Group 2, a girl I’ll call K, decided to make a kind of truth or dare cootie catcher, (comment below if you THOSE!) except most of the answers were dares. And not just any dares, oh no! This bitch put in PERSONAL dares! Since I was new, she allowed me to just sit and watch…

And, boy… Let me tell you. As someone who is mostly closeted while in school, I found it hard not to blush. I mean, hell… One of the dares was “Kiss the person to your left on the lips or neck.” I mean… Fuck! It wasn’t anything inappropriate, but… How the HELL was I supposed to cope with this? Another one was “Do you have a crush? If so, tell the group.” No fucking WAY was I telling anyone about Koda! Not without her consent! My stomach was basically a fit of butterflies and knots. My fingers were tingling and my face felt as if it were on fire!

At one point, K looked at me, and was like, “Woah… Lucky, are you OK?”

One of the other girls, a tall blonde with glasses, chuckled, smiling playfully at me, “Maybe this whole truth or dare thing is too much for her… She just needs to cool down…”

Being pretty damn sure that the girl was flirting with me, I averted my gaze, my throat feeling dry. “N-No… I’m fine… It’s OK…”

Another girl, a junior, rolled her eyes. “Bullshit. You’re not fooling anyone, hun…” She said, “It’s OK if you don’t want to watch.” She smirked, her tone harsh, yet teasing, “You can always go play with the other kids.” She stepped closer, and said in a babying tone, “If this is too much for you to handle, why not ditch us? Go on... Run along, little girl...”

I felt the urge to shrink away from her, but I had been leaning against a fence. She had me pinned. I gulped, looking away, my cheeks burning.

K and the blonde took Junior by the shoulders and pulled her away from me. “What the hell, Chlo?” K fumed, “She’s obviously flustered! Leave her be!”

“Yeah. That was so uncalled for.” Blonde cocked an eyebrow, “How would you feel if you were insecure around girls? We’re supposed to make her feel welcome, not push her away!” She looked at me for a brief moment, a look of sympathy on her face.

Chlo rolled her eyes, “Well, it’s not MY fault she’s so uptight!” With that she stormed off.

K and Blonde went over to me. “Are you OK?” K asked.

“Yes…” I answered.

Blonde looked bitter, shaking her head, “Chlo can be such a bitch sometimes…" She looked at me with that same sympathetic look from before. "Don’t let her get to you, OK?”

I nod, my face still feeling hot.

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That was my storytime! Got to say, it wasn’t one of my proudest moments… I wouldn’t be surprised if the blonde chick knows something… I did get a slightly gay vibe from her… Anyway! I hope you enjoyed! If you did, why not tell me in the comments below? I love hearing your !

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