Russian
Roulette
one// Becca
I sat, bored and motionless.
"Who's up for a little game?" Jordan asked,
standing up and tossing her father's gun onto the table.
"A little dangerous, being a theif while you have a cop
living in your house." Noel commented.
"My daddy's FBI, not NYPD, Noel." Jordan said,
sitting back down and giving Noel a harsh look.
"What's the game?" Lydia asked, sitting forward for
the first time.
"Truth or Death." Jordan said.
"What? No!" Caleb said, standing up. Krista grabbed his
arm and yanked back into his chair.
We were all dying to know the truth.
"How do we know if they're telling the truth?" I
asked.
"Lie detector App." Jordan said, holding up her
iPod.
"Uhm, okay, so what are the rules?" Noel asked. Caleb
shot him a look and leaned back into his seat.
"We spin the gun. Whoever it lands on has to answer a
question or shoot themselves... anywhere on the body except the
head or chest." Jordan says.
"I'm in." Krista says instantly, looking at Caleb.
We all knew she was going to ask if he was cheating on her.
"I'm in." I squeaked. I gave a half smile.
Jake, Luke, Sarah, Jane, and Lydia all agreed.
"Caleb, please. It'll be fun!" Jane urged.
"Say something potentially embarrassing or go to the
hospital? No thanks." Caleb said. Krista reached under the
table, took off a shoe, and slammed the shoe into Caleb's
sensitive area.
"Fine." Caleb groaned, barely audible with the amount
of air he was taking in.
"Noel?" Jordan asked.
Everyone waited.
Noel took a deep breath.
I smiled sweetly.
"Fine." Noel breathed.
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