Janel cleared her throat, and I thought no. Janel was never scared.
“Okay, these are the rules,” Janel said. “When you spin the bottle, whoever it lands on, you have to kiss them for three seconds.” Her voice dropped with the scandalous challenge. “On the lips.”
“Even if it’s a girl?” Kimberly asked.
Janel huffed. “Isn’t that what I said?”
“Ewww.” Sarah kicked her feet and violently shook her head.
“Stop being a baby,” Janel said, eyeing her hard. “You said you wanted to come, so you have to play by my rules.”
Janel was the leader. She’d always been. Me and Janel had known each other forever. Janel’s momma worked at the diner with my gramma, so we were together a lot. Of course, that didn’t mean I got invited to things like this.
Janel spun the bottle first. It landed on Sarah. Janel crawled over and kissed her on the lips. Everyone counted to three. Janel sat back. “See, that wasn’t so bad, was it?”
Sarah pressed her hand over her mouth. “I don’t think I want to kiss anyone.”
Janel glanced at Kimberly with a roll of her eyes. “I told you she wasn’t cool enough.”
Janel set her gaze on me. “How about you?”
The nod of my head was emphatic, my nerves abuzz.
“Good. You’re next.”
Was it possible my belly could move all the way to my throat? Clumsily, I spun the bottle. It landed on Kimberly. I squeezed my eyes closed when I leaned across the circle and kissed her, a peck to the lips. It wasn’t so bad. But that wasn’t who I wanted to kiss.
And I felt so shaky, my heart fluttery and funny while we spun and spun, continually taking turns.
Aaron spun the bottle again. The bottle spun and wobbled until the top of the neck finally pointed at me. Those butterflies smacked their wings, my stomach wild.
Aaron started to lean across the circle. Janel set her arm out in front of him. “I think you two should do this in private. In the closet.”
My eyes grew wide. “But—”
“My house, my rules, remember?”
I climbed to my feet, suddenly feeling sweaty as I glanced down at my body then at Aaron’s when he reluctantly stood. Janel hopped to her feet. “This way.”
I followed her across her room to the closet. Janel opened the door. “Get in.”
It was dark inside, and for a second, I hesitated. Everything felt wrong and funny, the warnings my gramma had always given me about being smart and if something felt off, it probably was. To trust my gut.
I ignored it. I had finally been invited and I wasn’t going to mess this up. I stepped inside, waiting for Aaron to step in with me, but then Janel laughed so loud a shudder rolled through me just as the door slammed shut in my face.
Laughter roared from the other side. Panic welled. I jerked at the handle, but it didn’t budge. “Come on, Janel, it’s not funny. Let me out.”
More laughter. “Did you really think Aaron would want to kiss a fat cow? You’re so stupid, Rynna Dayne. Like he would ever like you. Like any of us would like you.”
Tears burned in my eyes. “Please.”
“Twenty minutes time out for the cow,” Janel sing-songed. Their laughter rang through the thin door, and I sank to the floor of the closet, hugging my knees to my chest, wondering if I would ever stop feeling so alone.
14
Rex
“Open wide and say ah.”
