It was summer break, which meant you could stay out until the sun was beyond the horizon, which was at least ten o'clock most nights.

Every day, you and your friends, Frances, Hailie, Joseph, Garret, Kamden, and Deserae were out being the reckless, carefree teens you were. Summer waited for no one.

The sun was just starting to set as the seven of you rolled up to your hangout spot under the bridge, where there was a small stream. You all tossed your boards and climbed the wall, sitting and chatting. Hey g loud and obnoxious.

The conversation turned into a game of Truth-or-Dare, and it came around to you. Hailie asked you truth or dare, to which you picked dare. You weren't a pussy.

H: "Okay... my dare for you is to kiss Joseph," she declared, a devilish grin on her freckled face.