William gave me a peck on the lips, interrupting me.
“Stay a little longer. We’ll have fun.”
I decided to listen to him, so we went up to Poppy’s room with a pair of other guys.
“Why is everyone all freaked out?” asked Marvin all of a sudden. Will didn’t even bother answering him.
I noticed Ari and another girl sitting at the edge of the bed while the rest of the guests were sitting on the floor.
“Full moon,” answered Poppy, who was weirdly quiet.
“Good. Then what better night than tonight,” exclaimed Taylor, followed by James. “Sit down. We’re gonna play a game.”
The way that witch pronouncedgamegave me goose bumps.
Taylor’s sharp eyes followed James as he sat down on the windowsill holding the packet of cookies.
“What do you have in mind?” he asked her.
He was still shirtless, and I wondered how he never felt awkward and never got cold.
“Nobody invited you, Jamie,” she snapped.
“I’m not playing anyway, but it’ll be fun to watch you.”
I stood by William, who put his arm around me.
“Marvin, did you take the glasses?”
He nodded at her.
“Okay, instead of the usual truth or dare, we could play the classic never have I ever. Revisited.”
A chorus of disappointed groans followed.
“We tell a secret that we know and see if the person in question has the guts to come forward. You’ll basically only have to drink if you wind up being the person mentioned.”
“Like?” A guy asked for clarity.
“Like if I say,I have an embarrassing hair color, Poppy has to drink. Simple, isn’t it?”
What a bitch.
“That’s not true; she’s just jealous. Your hair is beautiful,” whispered Marvin, putting a smile on Poppy’s face.
“Great idea, Taylor, so you can bully half the school in one night,” I exclaimed indignantly.
Nobody said a word.
“Oh, poor Snow White, I bet that behind that puritanical face you’re the one who has the most secrets of all of us. Are you afraid of getting found out?”
“No,” I snarled in a huff.
At that point Blaze and Brian came in too.
“What’s going on?” asked Brian.
“Please be seated because now we’re gonna have fun,” answered Taylor, with a diabolical sneer. She tied her honey-colored hair in a ponytail then said the first truth.
