THE PARTY

Emma, Beth, Kathy, Mike, John, and Nick sat in a circle, watching a bottle spin around in the middle. They were playing truth or dare. It had started innocently enough, with just the girls, and when Emma got dared to call the boys, and ask them to come over, everything went to pieces. Then Kathy took six shots of vodka, and the rest of them finished off the other two bottles. The bottle spun around, and around. Pointing this way and that. It finally slowed to a stop in front of Beth. She flushed red. Worrying about what she would have to do. Kathy sat thoughtfully for a minute before waving a hand toward the three guys in the circle, and said, "Which of these three would you want to make out with?" Everyone started laughing. Beth's face went to a deeper shade of red. 'Oh god,' she thought. I have to answer. Kathy was not the type to take no for an answer…or say no to a boy for that matter. She was what kind adults would call fast, and what less kind peers would call a slut. Beth had to answer. 'Which is the least disgusting?' she thought. She couldn't put it off any longer. "Mike." She finally blurted. "whooooo!" Kathy sang. "Beth loves Mike." Mike was now an even redder than Beth. "Shut up Kathy." He said. "You're so immature." But Kathy didn't listen. "And…" she continued, "as a part II to this dare, go do a 60 seconds in the closet with him." Beth looked nervously at the closet. Would she really have to do this? Emma's eyes were glazed over. How much alcohol had she had? Beth was really getting uneasy about this party. She wondered what would happen if Emma's parents came home early from their trip. They trusted her so completely she got away with murder. Beth realized that everyone was staring at her waiting for her to do something. Her mouth was gaping like a fish. 'What the hell?' She though. 'Mike is cute.' So she stood up and went to the closet, with Mike following close behind her. She stepped into the dark closet and pulled the light cord, filling the small space with a dim glow. Mike was already pressed up against her because of the lack of room to begin with. "So…" he said. "Should we do this?" They could hear the others outside counting. "12…13…14…15…16…" Beth was really nervous. "I don't know Mike, I like you, but I'm not really comfortable with this, and…" he cut her off, "I won't tell if you won't tell." "33…34…35…36…37…" Now Beth wasn't sure. "How about we go out a few times and see how it goes," Mike said. Beth couldn't believe it. "Yeah" she said. "How about a movie next Friday?" They agreed. The group outside was almost done counting "55…56…57…58…559…60!" Mike quickly kissed her on the lips, and opened the door. They sat down in the circle again. Beth looked at her watch. It was nearly midnight. Surely this would have to end soon, and nothing really outrageous had happened yet. After Beth and Mike's sixty seconds, there were 10 or 11 dares dealing with liquor and by the time it was John's time to spin everyone was pretty hammered. "OOOOOHHHHH- KAAAY!" He drawled, as it slowed to a stop in front of Emma. Her eyes were still glazed over, and now she was grinning. Things were spinning for Beth, but she was sure she heard wrong when John said, "Give Nick a blow-job." And she was positive she was drunk when Emma slowly nodded her head and crawled across the circle.