14. Trevelyan- Kisses
The bottle had landed on Calum. It landed on him.
I kissed his nose being me, and he kissed mine back. I smiled. How awesome am I?
Calum spun the bottle, and I watched it intently, pouring my wishes into it. Watching it slow down, I gasped it landed on Luke.
"Awe," the girls and I said with a smile as they quickly kissed. Now it was Luke's turn. The bottle spun and I took it as my chance to evacuate the area, quickly rather than slowly.
I crawled behind Alana, and I kept moving until I reached the hallway to soon find myself standing in front of my bedroom door. I closed it quietly, then flopped on my bed and texted Alana.
"Why am I not dead yet?" I sent. My phone buzzed a few seconds later.
"Because I don't have the right knife, and I need a way to cover my tracks."
"Brilliant, you are."
"Yes, I am.... The bottle landed on your rather empty space."
I didn't feel like kissing people's noses. I was trying to avoid love like it was some kind of sickness. Honestly for me, every crush was avoiding my first kiss to the point where I feel like starting it over again. And then the rope burns. The rope burns from right where I start over. Right at my first kiss. My real first kiss, not one on the nose.
Which now, I guess, is supposed to belong to Luke?