I almost forgot how we got stuck in this awkward situation in the first place. Standing chest to chest, locked in a closet with a clock counting down the seconds. I could barely see his face, if it wasn’t for our chests pressing up against each other, I would have thought I was alone. I secretly knew that this was driving Angie insane. She has been crushing on Jason from pre-school and now having to stand outside, knowing that we were dared to make out until the timer runs out.
My heart was drumming loudly against my ribcage and it almost felt as if it was going to pop through my chest. What made me play this stupid game in the first place? I was bad at turning down a dare. Now, I am stuck in a closet with my best friend and the same boy I was in love with since forever. If I let him kis
