The Hitting Zone-Novel

Chapter 286 The Plan

Kaylee showed us the way, going through an open sliding door, leading us to a giant backyard. The kind that had a pool, patio furniture, and still had enough room to spare. Most of the students surrounded a picnic table. Red plastic cups were set up in a triangle formation and yells could be heard every few seconds.

"What’s going on over there?" Noah tried peeking through, but it was too dense.

"Beer pong." Kaylee replied easily as if everyone should know what that is.

Noah even nodded, implying that he did know. He caught me looking at him. "I’ll explain later. We won’t be playing so don’t worry about it."

Of course I wouldn’t be playing. One, it had beer in it. Two, it would require me to interact with more people than I would like. Three, it was just way too crowded.

"Look, over there." Kaylee pointed towards the patio furniture. The chairs and two seater were shifted into a circle, surrounding a coffee table. A few familiar faces occupied the seats including the twins, Garret, Jason, Marie, and Bailey. There were a few girls and guys that I didn’t recognized and just assumed they were classmates.

On the table, besides a few drinks on the ends, there were more than a few spoons in the center. The group of them were holding cards and passing them around, then all of a sudden, they all fought to grab a spoon.

My jaw dropped at the scene.

Kaylee giggled while looking at my face. "What’s with that look? Have you never played spoons before?"

I felt my face flush. "No."

Noah cut in. "Don’t mind. I’ll teach you at home and then we’ll play with the family."

"Why not just teach him now?" Kaylee asked, tilting her head to the group. "We can just join in. It’ll be fun!"

Noah scrunched up his nose. "No thanks. Jake won’t like it. If the group is too big, he’ll clam up. Plus they look tightly squeezed together. Let’s just watch from here. Didn’t you say this was planned? Why don’t you tell us the plan?"

Kaylee didn’t seem to mind my weird quirks anymore and just brushed them off. "Whatever." She pointed at the group. "Look how they’re playing for a second."

After the spoons had all been grabbed, laughs spread like wildfire while one person groaned. Garret wasn’t able to get one.

The guy who had first grabbed a spoon off the table, flashed his cards, revealing a four of a kind. "Truth or Dare, Garret?"

Garret flopped back in his seat, slouching. "I’ll take truth." Some of the guys tried convincing him to change to dare, but he refused. "No way, I wouldn’t trust any of you."

The boys and girls laughed. The guy grinned evilly. "Okay, you chose this." He raised an eyebrow. "Of the girls in this group, who would you rather sleep with?"

The boys all laughed even harder at Garret’s awkwardness. Meanwhile, most of the girls all blushed.

Garret scratched his head, uncertain of who to pick. He looked around and his eyes finally settled on a girl I vaguely recall seeing before. "I choose Leslie! With this big of a house, I bet she has a big enough bed to accommodate the both of us comfortably."

"I meant sleep sleep with!" The guy argued as the group laughed at Garret’s answer.

"Oh? You meant, who would I have sex with? You should have been more specific!" Garret mocked. "Too late now. Your question has been answered. Maybe next time!"

Soon, the cards were reshuffled and the spoons were placed back into the center of the table.

"So instead of kicking out the loser or spelling out spoons, the loser has to pick truth or dare?" Noah asked Kaylee as the game restarted.

She nodded. "The first one with the four of a kind, will be the one in charge. As soon as you see Dave, or one of the Softball players win, that’s when the plan will officially start. The only problem is that Kyle has to be the loser."

"And what exactly is the plan?"

She grinned. "Don’t you like surprises? Just wait a little."

It was more than just ’a little.’ We watched four more rounds until a softball player finally won as Kyle finally lost. The hard part really was getting Kyle to lose. His reflexes were quick. It wasn’t until Dave boxed him out, leaving him out to dry, did he finally lose. Unfortunately it looked like the softball player was a little shy.

She started to stutter. "K-k-Kyle. T-t-truth o-or d-dare?"

Dave immediately intervened. "Why even bother asking? Kyle is too much of a wimp to accept a dare."

"What! Don’t lie!" Kyle bickered with Dave like normal, taking the bait. He turned to the shy girl and raised his head arrogantly. "I choose dare. Come at me with your worst, Becca."

The girl looked around, seeming unsure.

Her look made some of the guys shout out suggestions.

"Make him jump in the pool!"

"Make him give a lap dance!"

"Have him flash the neighbors!"

Kyle sneered. "Hey! Silence! It’s not any of you who won. Let Becca make the decision."

Kaylee giggled for only us to hear. "Big mistake."

Becca sat up straight, coming to a decision, she looked Kyle directly in the eye. "I dare you to kiss Marie."

Silence fell upon the group and even the nearby teens who weren’t playing the game.

Kyle was frozen.

"Are you not going to accept the dare?" Dave taunted.

Kyle stiffly turned to Marie, who sat nonchalantly, not showing any indication of being upset or even excited. "I mean. This involves a second party...it’s kind of impolite to force someone else to join me on my dare."

The crowd mumbled in agreement.

"I don’t mind." Marie stated clearly before someone made Becca change the dare. She stood up. "It’s just a game, so what’s there to worry about?"

Kyle got flushed in the face, turning as red as a tomato.