CHAPTER 11: AWFUL SHAKE

Via

We've been playing this for eight fucking years, and they never fucking learn.

The game goes like this: someone makes a shake, making sure to put random, disgusting ingredients in the blender. Once everyone has a cup, people have to decide whether to drink it or not.

Whoever doesn't drink it has to complete a dare given by the ones who drank the shake. I grab the hose and prepare for them to come back.

Once I see them, I instantly spray them with the hose. "Run faster, come on!" I yell, smirking as they groan and stumble.

Kol complains, "You're making us do this when it's fucking hot. It's disgusting." He wipes his forehead and grimaces.

"Who were the idiots that decided to challenge me?" I question, raising an eyebrow as they all roll their eyes and run down the block again. "Two more left, let's go!"

"You're torturing them," I hear Mr. Everhart say, and I mentally facepalm.

"Yes, I am. So what?" I turn around, seeing Mr. Montgomery, Mr. Beaumont, Mr. Everhart, and Mr. Thorne. "W