Asteria
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SecretsInTime said:"Pick a prize?" I wondered to myself, as Clarissa's beaming face swam through my vision. The alcohol was messing with my sight, and apparently also my head, because the first 'prize' that came to mind was simply swooping down and kissing her. "I'm just an emotional wreck," I think, "thinking about kissing another girl right after being so torn up by another."
And the scary part about it: there was no other prize I could think of that I wanted more than that.
I steadied Clary a little as she gripped onto my arms. "Come on, don't be shy," she said, beckoning me to choose something. I couldn't decide... But I ended up choosing one that doesn't seem too forward and won't automatically get me involved. The safest prize.
"Ride to school with me. For at least a week. " I say, smirking. To cover up why I want her to do this, I say, "I want to see your reaction to a motorcycle."
''Ride to school with you on that fucking machinery that ruins my mornings? I might be drunk but not that drunk.'' I mutter as I could finally stay on my legs without needing help. That fucking motorcycle sounded like it came from Hell, I liked motorcycles but would never ride one, but still I made him pick a prize and I can't just say no now.
''Fineee.'' I say as I roll my eyes, making a fake excited voice. ''But if you get me into an accident or I fucking die, or your fucking drop me, or you like do tricks while I am on it, remember my dad has a gun.'' I said as I imagined my dad running after him with his loaded gun. ''I could pretend to get hurt only to see that.'' I though to myself as I tried not to laugh, yes, it seemed the alcohol really got into her as she picked up her jacket and her converse, putting them back on.