Crave
For them, if you aren't hitting it with anyone, then you're a loser.
"I'm not a virgin," I fib.
They all laugh, not believing.
"Don't worry, you can't get pregnant by kissing a boy." Amber jeer.
I take a deep breath and exhale. "I accept your dare, Amber Frost," I say, attempting to be brave, but my feet shaking exposes me to being afraid.
"Then do my dare now." Amber's arms fold and her face is sober.
I find myself swerving around. What was I doing?
My heart thuds while striding from the gymnasium. Amber and his two team members clack against the floor, trailing behind me to ensure I'd done the dare.
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