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Kayla's P.O.V.

The doorbell rang. 

It was Saturday night, Jake and I had won our game earlier that morning and Paige and I were having another movie night.  We were still undefeated after 10 matches and I couldn’t help but anticipate the championship game.  We were so close and the prize money, I needed that prize money and I knew Jake did too, but I wasn’t sure why.

               The doorbell rang a second time.

               My idiot best friend started doing sommer saults across the living room and peeking out the window like a spy.  She gave me a confused look then opened the door. 

               There was no one there.

               She bent down, picked up a note, and squealed.

               “No way!  Its tonight!  I can’t believe it.  I have been waiting for this day since freshman year” Paige was jumping up and down waving the note in the air so I couldn’t grab it.

               “What is it?” I tackled her trying to get the note.  It read.

               Attention all Ridgemont High School seniors.  The day you’ve been waiting for is here.  It is Dare Night.  If you plan on participating be on the football field at 8pm where you will receive your teams.

               -Your Senior Student Section Leaders

               I looked at Paige in shock.  Dare Night had arrived early this year, I wasn’t expecting it until October.  We grabbed our coats and headed to school.  Thankfully my mom was home that night so we didn’t have to worry about Charlotte.

               We had to fight our way through the crowd of seniors to get to a spot where we could see the student section leader Greg Barrett.

               “Alright Seniors.  The night you have all been waiting for is here.  The teams are going to be smaller this year because of the types of dares.  You will be in teams of two instead of three and you must have one guy and one girl on each team.  Go onto the student section twitter to find the dare list.  You must take pictures of all completed dares and send them to me on Snapchat to get credit.  The team with the most dares completed by midnight wins.  The prize will be announced then.  Your time starts now” As soon as he finished chaos erupted as people tried to find teams.  The teams had always been threes before with no gender rules so everyone was frantically trying to find new teams.

               I looked at Paige and saw her talking to Tyler.  Typical, I should have known Paige would have no problem finding a guy to be her partner, every guy liked Paige. 

               “Hey Kayla, um want to be partners?” I turned to see Danny, the guy I had gone on a couple dates with junior year, standing next to me.  I started to panic. 

               “Sorry bud, she’s my partner” Jake wrapped his arm around my shoulders before I could respond.  As shocked as I was by Jake’s comment, I was glad I wouldn’t have to be partners with Danny, that would just be awkward and would kill the fun of Dare Night.

               Once he walked away, I grabbed Jakes hand and removed it from around my shoulders.

               “Alright partner.  You ready for this?” I asked.  Jake was dressed in all black, so I guess that answered my question.  The football players had a reputation for being really competitive on Dare Night, so this was going to be interesting.

               “Oh yeah.  Buckle your seatbelt Kayla Ryans because this is going to be one hell of a night” Jake said mischievously before grabbing my hand and running toward his truck.  I pulled up the dare list and read the first three to Jake.

Convince a stranger to give you their belt

Take a picture with Principle Wilkins

Trade clothes with your partner and take a picture in public

“Let’s do the picture with Wilkins first.  Better to be the first annoying teenagers to knock on his door on a Saturday night in the summer, than the last” Jake suggested.  Poor Principle Wilkins was not going to get any sleep tonight.

“Alright how are we going to do this?  Do we ask him?  What if he slams the door in our face?” I wondered.  We were sitting in front of Wilkins’ house as he was screaming at two teams running away across his lawn.

“I say we just go for it.  As soon as he opens the door just take the selfie then run.  Come on miss goody goody, you can’t be afraid of the principle” Jake teased.  I sent him a mock glare, snatched the phone out of his hand and marched toward the door.  Jake caught up to me right as I rang the bell.  I stood with my back to the door and snapped the selfie as soon as Wilkins’ face was visible on the screen.

“Run” Jake shouted and we took off across the yard toward Jake’s truck.  Once we were safely in his car heading back into town I looked at the picture.  There was a great mix of confusion and anger on Wilkins’ face, but the best part was Jake’s duckface in the background.  I laughed uncontrollably, but refused to show it to him before sending it to Greg.

“I know I looked sexy, I don’t have to see the picture to prove it” Jake smirked.  We pulled up to Target.  We were going to knock out the next two dares here.

“How are we supposed to get someone to give us their belt?  People don’t normally just give their clothes away like that” I started to wonder who came up with these dares.  This one was weird, but the first few were always the easiest, or that’s what all the seniors before us had said.  This was going to be one hell of a night.

“I happen to be very convincing.  I’m sure I can use my charm and good looks to get someone’s belt.  Watch and learn” Jake sauntered into target and approached some girl.

“Hey beautiful can you do me a favor?  I need your belt” Jake put his arm around her shoulder and gave her a look that was supposed to be seductive, but it was an epic fail.  She mumbled something that sounded like ‘creep’ and walked away.

“Wow if you’re the master, I don’t want to see the rookies” I laughed, while Jake glared at me and attempted to make up some excuse.  I felt a tap on my shoulder.

“Hey have we met before?”  I turned around and looked up into these vivid green eyes that belonged to some extremely attractive guy.

“I don’t think so” I knew I had never seen him before in my life, you don’t forget a guy who looks that good, but I could tell he knew he looked that good and he also knew he hadn’t seen me before either.

“Well just in case why don’t you give me your number in case this is the universe telling us something” he winked at me and handed me his phone.

“I’ll make you a deal.  I’ll give you my number if you give me your belt” I could tell he was shocked by my words, but guys like that don’t let girls like me throw them off, so he hid his confusion well.

“Anything for destiny babe” He handed over his belt and I gave him the contact info and handed his phone back before grabbing Jake and walking down some aisle.

“Well well well Master Jake, it looks like you could use some more lessons because I just showed you up big time” I was enjoying the flabbergasted look on his face.  It was almost as if he hadn’t registered what just happened.

“What? How? Did you actually give him your number?” Jake kept looking over his should as if the guy was going to come back.

“What?  I just completed the dare and outsmarted “The Master”.  How?  My irresistible charm.  And no I didn’t give him my number.  He was hot, but his keys were on a Bridgepoint chain and all the guys that go to that school are cocky jerks” I answered honestly.  I gave the guy Stacey Anderson’s number.  She had a really shrill voice and didn’t stop talking unless you physically left the conversation.  She’d be happy to talk to him and hopefully he’d stop being so cocky thinking he could pick up girls with some cheesy line.

“He wasn’t that hot,” Jake mumbled, “anyway we need to complete the next dare.  We have to switch clothes and take a picture.  I think the changing rooms are in the back”

Thankfully for me Jake was wearing black basketball shorts and a black t shirt and black hoodie so that wasn’t weird for me to wear in public.  Unfortunately for him I was wearing a pair of jean high- waisted shorts with a black lace tank.  This was going to be interesting.

“I swear if you rip my clothes, you’re dead” I threatened as I tossed my clothes over the dividing wall between our two changing rooms.

“I’ll try my best, but you’re a lot smaller than I am.  Ugghh I can’t believe I have to wear this in public” Jake whined.

“We could’ve skipped this one, but you insisted” I reminded him.

“We are winning Dare Night, that is not a question.  Besides I look ten times better in this than you do” I heard Jake slam the door of the changing room open.  When I walked out he was standing “like a girl” with his hands on his hips and his hip awkwardly popped out to the side.  His boxers were hanging a good six inches lower than the shorts and the tank ended half way down his torso.

“No way.  I rock that outfit, but I’d give you a solid 2” I mocked him as we headed out into the store to find someone to take a picture of us.  We found some old lady to take it and she gave us the weirdest looks\ and then ranted about “today’s generation of idiots” before walking away.  I sent the picture to Greg and we checked the list for the next three dares.

Blast your own music in a store

TP a rival school’s student’s house

Finish a MegaSundae from Mike’s Ice Cream Parlor

“Number 4 is easy, we can just do that here.  Let’s find one of the phones they use for storewide announcements” Jake and I made our way through the aisles of Target trying not to draw suspicion, which was basically impossible since we were still wearing each other’s clothes.

Jake looked at me and I nodded, already knowing what he was going to ask.  We both knew what song to play, it was the song we listened to before every game.  I grabbed the phone and Jake started the song.  ‘Shut up and Dance’ was blasting throughout Target.  I got the whole thing on video, though it only lasted about 15 seconds before a target employee found where the sound was coming from and started running toward us.  Jake grabbed his phone and we sprinted out of the store toward his truck.

We drove to Mike’s Ice Cream Parlor still out of breath from the chase.  Jake was about to get out of the car when I grabbed his arm and pointed to our outfits.

“We’ll just change in the car” Jake pulled off my shirt and shorts and handed them to me, leaving him standing there in his boxers.  Of course guys could get away with that, but I wasn’t about to strip in front of him.  I made him stand outside of the car and swear not to look as I changed.  Of course since I still had his clothes on, he was forced to stand outside in his boxers and he got some weird stares thrown his way from people on the streets.

               I handed him his clothes and he pulled them on before we headed inside.

               “Feel free to wear my shirts whenever you want, it’s hot” Jake gave me an exaggerated wink before greeting Mike.  Everyone in town knew Mike.  We was the 60 year old man who owned and ran the ice cream parlor and everyone loved him.

               “Let me guess, you kids want a MegaSundae?  You’re the 8th team in tonight, and no one has finished it yet” Mike took extreme pride in the size of his MegaSundae.  I wasn’t surprised he knew about Dare Night, Mike knew anything and everything that happened in our town.

               “Good, we’ll be your first” Jake didn’t try to hide his cockiness here as we found our table.  After a few minutes music started blasting and the lights started flashing.  Mike wheeled a huge bowl out on a cart and it took two waiters to lift the bowl onto our table.  The whole parade was no surprise, most nights MegaSundae orders were rare and very few people had ever finished one.

                Ten minutes later I was stuffed, but there was still at least a carton of ice cream left in the bowl, not to mention every candy, sprinkle, and sugary substance known to man.  Even Jake was starting to slow down, and like most teenage boys he normally consumed food like he was worried he’d never eat again.

               “Come on Kayla.  We’re almost there.  If it comes down to one dare that wins it or loses it we don’t want to look back and regret this” Jake then launched into some motivational speech that he probably used with his team, but somehow figured out how to relate it to an ice cream dare.

               Long story short we somehow managed to finish the rest of the sundae, took a picture of the empty bowl, and headed out.  We decided to TP Bridgepoint’s quarterback’s house.  We took our time with that dare, the guy was a complete jerk and deserved every roll of toilet paper he was going to have to pull down from his trees.

               “Alright so the public dance, the awkward butt grab, and attaching balloons to strangers puts us at nine dares.  What’s the tenth?  We’re running out of time, it’s almost midnight” I sent the rest of the pictures to Greg as we drove through town racing the clock.

               “The tenth dare, let me check.  Ummm, well that explains the teams” Jake gave me a weird look then handed the phone over.

10. Kiss your partner

“What?  Seriously?  Who’s idea was this?” I groaned.  This was so awkward.

“Well maybe we’ll win without it.  I doubt many people got a belt or finished the MegaSundae, we might be fine without it” Jake tried to sound hopeful.  I was glad we were on the same page here.  The kiss wasn’t going to happen.

We were all waiting around anxiously on the field.  It was 12:15 and the student section leaders were still adding up all the dares to determine the winner.

“Alright people, we have a three way tie” Greg announced.  We all went silent, no one had ever heard of a tie before.

“All three teams completed nine dares.  The teams are Danny and Anastasia, Jake and Kayla, and Time and Carrie.  Each team has one dare left, whoever finishes their last dare first wins” Greg announced and mass panic ensued.  Turns out Tim and Carrie had the sundae dare left, so their odds of winning first weren’t high.  Danny’s team had the belt dare left and they were running around trying to find someone with a belt. 

Time was running out.

Before I knew what was happening, Jake had his hands cupped gently around my face and his lips were on mine.  It wasn’t a peck and it wasn’t a deep kiss, it was a sweet brief kiss, but his lips lingered longer than they needed to.  I was standing there shocked.  Greg announced that we won and cheers erupted all around us, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of the boy standing right in front of me, the boy who changed everything with one split second decision.

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