Requested by BreKittyKatz
Dusk plays seven minutes in heaven with:
A: Her crush
B: Her worst enemy
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Everyone was given a number. Bree was one, Kiya was two, Dusk was three, Stella was four, Terry was five, Orion was six, Delilah was seven, Aiden was eight, Amber was nine. 

There were rules. 
1: If the person is related to you, numbers will be repicked.
2: No clocks, or phones in the room.
3: You must spend the full seven minutes in the room.
4: Nothing too serious.

Dusk was horrified when she realized who she'd be spending seven minutes in a closet with.  The prior pair had been Bree and Aiden, and before that, Kiya and Orion.  Dusk wasn't even out of the closet yet, and she was being shoved right back in.  Dusk had two secrets; One, she liked both genders, and two: She had a huge crush on Delilah.  Delilah hated Dusk, so she knew they had no chance.  She just quietly shoved her emotions in a box to rot, along with every other crush she had.

Now her heart was beating fast, and Dusk was sure her face was red as a tomato.  She would completely embarrass herself!  Across the room, Dusk heard Delilah groan.  "Alright, let's get this over with."  And with that, the two girls were shoved into a closet.

The second the lock clicked, Delilah turned to Dusk.  "Look, I know you like Bree.  But she likes Aiden, and he likes her.  Just leave Bree alone."  Dusk blinked, unsure of what to say.  "But...I-I don't like Bree..."  I like you.  She said that last part in her head, for only herself to hear. 

"Oh, yeah?  Then how come when us three hang out you always turn red, and mumble a lot."  Delilah stared at Dusk accusingly.  "I...ilikeyou...". Dusk said it quickly and softly, but it seemed Delilah still heard.  "...". Dusk cringed at herself.  She was so stupid!  She should never have-

And then Delilah's lips met hers.

They were soft, and tasted like candy.  It was perfect.

If only it actually had happened.

Instead, Dusk stayed silent.