Romans & histoires Real Life Dating Games

I grip the steering wheel and remind myself to stay cool. She’s nothing. A means to an end. A soft, pretty, chaos gremlin of a means. “So…” she says, glancing at me. “You fake-date a lot?” I smirk. “You jealous already?” “No. Just wondering if this is your side hustle.” I snort. “If this were professional, you’d be signing an NDA and pretending we met on a mountain in Italy.” She perks up. “Italy? Can we change the backstory to that?”

I asked and he looked out the window like that was the last thing he needed to answer. “I mentioned you a few times, that's all.” He answered and my lips parted. Why would he mention me a few times? I didn’t know he had noticed me before that night. “Wh…” I was about to ask again, but Jace interjected. “Don’t ask me.” He said firmly, then he turned on the radio. Throughout the remaining part of the journey, we didn’t talk to each other, but I had a billion thoughts going through my mind. I realized I wasn't just a victim of a fake dating scheme. I was a piece in a game I didn't even know was being played.

I said quietly, not trying to scream. "What are you talking about?" he asked. "Our fake relationship. The whole world knows." He paused. "Of course. That is the point of all this." I froze. This was not what I had agreed to. I thought it was between us and his father, just an introduction, nothing public. I had not known it was open. My social life would be ruined. The desperate girl dating Drent Ardent and getting dropped months later. My hometown, my school, everyone knew. My heart thudded hard in my chest.

“You know, to make the fake dating look real.” But the photo doesn’t look right. I lean closer, snapping another, then another. Still not good enough. I step carefully over his legs to get a better angle from the left, but my foot catches on a book—and I fall. Right onto his waist. “Shit,” I gasp, nearly dropping my phone. My pulse rockets. His eyes open—wide, confused, then focused on me. “What are you doing?” he asks, voice groggy but sharp. “Taking a picture! For my Instagram—to show people we’re not fake dating!” I blurt out.

Red announced with a grin, “let’s play ‘No Lies’—you only say the truth. First question: Would you kiss someone for a thousand bucks?” I moved in my seat uneasily. A game like this made my life tougher than it already was. But I guess it was Okay since it wasn't truth or dare game. The game began, questions flying fast. When it was Red’s turn, all eyes turned to him. “Red,” Shawty teased, “would you kiss Zara for a thousand bucks?” Red leaned back, grinning mischievously. “Nah, I’d kiss Zara for zero bucks. I’m drawn to her lips way more than any cash could ever be.”

She is just what he needed to be put into place. “Alright now that’s out of the way, who’s up for a game!” Alexei smirks deviously. “Yes! I’m in, what are we playing?” Jenna chimes, big smile on her face. “What about you princess? I know Anatoli is down.” Alexei smirks. Goddess this can never be good, but I feel like playing. Alexis’ wagging her tail, feeling a little mischievous herself. “I’m down, now spit it out. What do you wanna play?” “Truth or Date of course, if you don’t want to do or tell something you drink.” He chirps, looking very content with himself. Ximena laughs deviously and Tarja joins in. “Bring your worst sucker.” She says smugly.

The mare sight of it sent shivers down my spine. “For today's event we are going to play a game called a blind date with destiny." Gosh! even the title of the game was boring. “In this game, two partners would be randomly selected to take part in five test. The winners would advance and as for the losers— you already know what happens," the system announced, the last part in a deep hoarse voice that sent goosebumps flying. “With out further ado, let's go through the list shall we?" Just then a gigantic screen came to live.

she said defeatedly while Jules quited down. "Falling game is a couple game. You need to actt like a real couple. Where a man chooses his partner among the participants, only days are given in the game. There are activities and attendance. There is a punishment for those who are not active or caynt follow the rules. The price is high but that game is very dangerous. They give letters to the people they choose to participate in ", she explains almost whispering to me. "I think they started giving the letters yesterday in the lockers", Jules inserts.

“So what’s Zane really like? Everyone knows he’s hot, but is he actually nice? Or just camera stuff.” I opened my mouth, then closed it. Not trusting myself not to say the truth. ”He’s complicated.” I said with a nervous laugh. The brunette laughed, crossing her arms. “Aren’t they all?” ”Is it real though?” The auburn haired girl leaned in, voice dropping like we were sharing secrets. “Like actually a couple?” My fingers tightened around the glass. “It’s real.” I lied, through my teeth. “He’s so sweet, I sometimes forget we’re dating. Then I remember he’s actually mine.”

"My ex, Lisa, we began dating through this game, truth or dare," Elvin said. "She dared me to date her, and probably because she knew I liked her, I asked her out immediately. We sealed it with a kiss, and we had sex. It sounded silly, so we didn't tell anyone. Our life was a game, filled with lots of cards, and activity, and the winner made the loser do things, anything at all, the loser had to do it...it was beautiful. I never saw myself sharing with anybody, but we did talk of the idea every now and then.