The girls always had something to do to pass the time; like playing harmless games.

Sat around a circle, you went around daring each other to do something stupid. You were known for being notorious when playing; you never turned a dare down or not complete one. So, when it was your turn again, the girls got together a dare they were sure you'd refuse.

"Okay.. let's see if you can do this; go up to Micah and kiss him on the cheek!" Karen dares you, and you laugh for a moment, before confidently accepting.

Most of them gasped, fully convinced you'd chicken out last second. No way would anyone willingly kiss him...

You quickly get up and giggle as you run up towards him. Micah turns to the sound of your footsteps, about to speak up and ask if you need something, when you place one hand on his shoulder and grab his chin with the other, angling his head to your liking. You press your puckered lips to his cheek, letting out a small chuckle against it before parting from him and running back to the girls.

The camp energy rose to a whole new level, with some of the girls gasping in shock that you'd actually do that, and most whoo-ing for you as you laughed, sitting back down in your seat. The other guys in camp were just as amused, yelling for Micah while some congratulated him.

Nobody has ever seen Micah so flustered, red as a beet and silently staring ahead, shocked. He rubs his fingers against the faint lipstick mark on his cheek, watching as his fingers stain a light red.