When Perfect Meets Crazy

I found Olly half an hour after we arrived. She wasn’t replying any of my texts so Ian and I ended up wandering around, half-assedly searching for her until he got embroiled in a game of beer pong. Typical.

He won. Even more typical.

Anyway, we eventually ran into her on the way to the kitchen to get a fresh can of beer.

“You came!” She beamed.

“You called in a sister favor. I had to,” I said flatly.

“He’s so going to owe me for this.”

Her grin was full of mischief.  A part of me almost felt bad for whoever she made a deal with.

“So you did this for someone?” I asked. “I’m glad our sister favors have a price.”

“Plee-ease.” She rolled her eyes, waving my accusation away. “You’d have done the same.”

“I would gotten a better deal,” I objected.

“Oh please,” she called over her shoulder, leading us to the basement. “If things work out, he’s going to owe me at least twenty favors in return. Tough ones.”

“Huh.” Surprise colored my features. “You are shaping up to be quite despicable. Bargaining on me like I’m meat.”

“Thank you.” She beamed with all the innocence of a saint.

In my peripheral vision, I noticed Ian’s head rear back, surprise coating his face. I turned to him, a questioning look on mine.

“I heard an insult,” he said. “That was an insult but she thanked you? Is everyone in your family abnormal?”

Olly shook her head, shooting me a look that translated to: where did you find him?

“What she really meant,” she translated, sporting an amused look, “is that I’m shaping up to be the best business woman the world has ever seen.”

“Yeah, I don’t think that’s...” He trailed off, shaking his head.

“That’s want I meant,” I informed him. “My way involves lots of insults, remember?”

I threw a wink over my shoulder, then followed Olly down the stairs.

“Madness.”

I heard him give up behind me, then follow us down. I was sporting a smirk and even though I couldn’t see her face, I was sure Olly was sporting one as well.

Trevor a smile as our trio settled down.

the only familiar face

Olly said brightly, making me wonder

suspicion. As far I knew she hated truth or dare and yet, here she was, nappily asking us to join. She hadn’t

in it for you?”

To find someone to take my place.” Then, she leaned

moment, leering at both of us in a way that made my skin

turn to shudder.

words ‘no way in hell’ flashed through my head in neon. Unfortunately, if he was making fearless bluffer extraordinaire Olly shudder then as her older sister, I had no choice but

else’ was also

play.” I forced a smile.

smiled before

sitting down, her top back in its rightful position but I hadn’t been expecting it at all. It was like suddenly being thrown into the heat of things so it took me

whistling. The girl tried her best to not show how uncomfortable it made her but I could tell and I was sure Olly and the

could only be described

the attention to her blonde friend. “I dare you

the blonde who had smiled guileless, taking a sip of her drink when her friend announced her name was

she managed to spit out an aggrieved,

friend and the guy

that

Jack, on the other hand, was sporting a thin smile

me sided with Dreadlocks. My matchmaking skill was one of the reasons I was so popular among girls at school. Most boys were blissfully unaware of it but among those in the know, I was somewhat of a matchmaker with a golden touch. I had matched some of my friends with the guys they liked and for those

have... We have... We have... like a dynamic.” Mandy stuttered, nervous laughter bubbling out of her as she glanced at Jack with hopeful eyes that, of

want to ruin that,” she

“And we can all see that’s code for too scared to

a grateful smile. Ian and Trevor tried -and failed- to hide matching grins. The guy Olly warned me about however flashed me a speculative smirk that made me want to

protested half-heartedly.

game is truth or dare. I flashed everyone my bra. You and Jack

both their faces. Honestly, I had no idea who they thought they

beamed a beat after the kiss

a dreamy smile. I stifled

or dare.” She faced me.

helped her get with her crush and based on her grateful smile that encompassed Dreadlocks

owed me. She wouldn’t dare me to do

you,” she pointed at me, “to kiss your friend.” She pointed at

What. A. Backstabber.

it had my mouth hanging open. I now understood what had her choking because I would have choked too had I