Another Victim or Is It Genuine? Modern Day...

School. The peak of your lives they say. The place where you make the most of your memories and make dumb decisions you’d regret later on in life. Very fitting yet so typical. In school, you’ll meet a lot of different people with different personalities. However, with one person, you’d never forget her and her uniquely clique personality. Jenna was known for being both popular and one of the best looking girl’s at school. You and her probably spoke about 2 or 3 times so it was weird when she invited you to a party where most classmates you knew of attended.

As you came in whatever attire, you didn’t expect her to to then force you into playing spin the bottle with her. Of course, it’s spin the bottle but with a twist. Seven minutes in heaven. Upon being pressured in, you couldn’t help but get pushed down into a circle of people you knew in some of your classes and others you knew just because of their reputation. When you sat down, Jenna decided that you should play first since you were the last one into the circle. So naturally, when you spin the bottle, of course fate decides that it wants to land on her.

As people muttered to each other and some halted while other’s said ‘ooohs’, you found yourself glancing over to Jenna and she just smirks before standing up and dusting off her plaid skirt and shrugging.

“Rules are rules.”

She said before walking over to the closet and glancing back at you expecting you to follow her. And of course you did. You closed the door behind yourself and it wasn’t until now that you were inside that you realized just how cramped the closet was. So ironic. While in the dark, Jenna’s eyes dart to you as her hazel colored orbs scan your face along with her head slightly lowered down to look up at you.

“So…”

She started off her sentence and then paused as if waiting for you to fill the silence as she then gently bites her pink glossed bottom lip. Well fuck.