Chapter 7
I stared at the bottle, unable to understand just what happened. The room was eerily silent. My face burning, I looked up at Cry. His head was down, his hair covering his eyes. From what I could see, he was a deep shade of red. I looked around the circle. Everyone had the exact facial expression on; shock. I don't think a dude has landed on a dude before, and they didn't know how to react. Marzia turned towards me, her big brown eyes wide.

"I-" I shut my mouth. What was I going to say? 'I'm sorry for spinning it too hard?' 'I want to do it, what about you Cry?' That last one was never going to be said in my life. I shifted uncomfortably.

"I-I'll just spin again," a hand stopped mine before I could touch the bottle. I followed the arm to the owner of the hand. I blushed furiously at the sight of Cry looking at me with his honest blue eyes, hidden behind frames. "There's no point," Cry was still a deep red.

"What do you..."

"The game's done, the mood" He looked uncomfortable. But he was right. Just a few moments ago, everyone was laughing and having a good time. Now, everyone just seemed like they wanted to leave and never return.

I looked down at my hand to see his was still atop of mine. Quickly, I pulled my hand away.

"So, um...I'm going to go...that waaay..." Minx awkwardly shifted out of the room, Raven and Russ close behind. Soon, everyone just made excuses up to leave. After a short while it was just Cry, Marzia and myself. Marzia mumbled something about getting us some drinks, leaving me alone with Cry.

For a while we just stood there, not sure of what to say to each other. Every once in a while we'd look at each other, then quickly back to the floor. Out of nowhere, Cry just started giggling to himself. I looked at him like he was crazy, unsure of what was happening, which made him laugh even harder. I guess he just has that type of laugh that's contagious, because within seconds I was laughing just as hard with him. We stood there laughing and laughing, unable to stop. I didn't even know what was so funny, or why it was, but it was funny all the same. At some point we were laughing so hard, Cry had tears streaming down his face, and that made it even funnier. Marzia walked in, confused about what was so funny.

"Why are you guys laughing so hard?" She looked at both of us. "What's so funny?" We had managed to compress our laughter into small sinkers, but something about her asking was just hilarious. She stood there bewildered with two red cups in hand. She placed one on a nearby table, and left us to our inside joke.

We laughed for about another six minutes, it dying down as time went on. I leaned against the table, grabbed the cup and took a gulp.

"What was so funny?" I said between gasps and giggles.

Cry turned to me with a big, goofy grin on his face. "That."

"I still don't quite understand,"

"The whole thing," he empathized 'whole' with his arms. "The game, the idea, the bottle." He looked at me. "You landing on me."

"Heehe..yee-aah.." I took a sip to avoid eye contact. "It's kind of odd you know,"

"What do you mean?" Cry turned to me, eyes questioning me.

"Well," I shifted my weight onto my other foot. "That there's a larger number of guys playing most of the time right?"


"Then how is this the first time a dude landed on a dude?"

Cry went silent. I couldn't read his face too well; was it confusion or interest? Then out of the blue, he started to laugh again. I grinned, I couldn't help it. His laugh is just so...adorable.

"You're right. That's totally weird." He looked at me, his eyes locking with mine. They almost looked...sad, I guess. I shrugged it off.

"C'mon, let's go actually socialize."

'Sup. So here's some updates on my life right now. I have recently gotten the lead role in my schools play, which means I won't be writing as oft-AHAHA WHO AM I KIDDING? I only write in the middle of the night ;) Though it may be a little delayed. Just a heads up. Oh-and before I forget, thank you guys so much for the almost 1500 views! Not to mention the favs and follows. It honestly means a lot! 3