So I was looking through my Secret Santa folder from last year and found a lot starts to to fics that were going to be my gift but I was never able to finished and am never going to because I have no idea where I was going with them. I didn’t want them to go to complete waste so I’m posting them here. Not that they will be completely unfinished an leave off on a weird note. If anyone wants to use them feel free, but I doubt anyone will because they aren’t much.

With out further ado:

Truth or Dare

“Truth or dare?” Kai slurred out laying on the floor.

“Really, are we in middle school?” Bonnie says equally as
drunk sprawled on the couch.

“C’mon, I never got to play it as a kid so just humor me.”

“Alright fine, truth?”

“Is this the worst Christmas you’ve ever had?”

“No,” she says casually.

“Really?” he says looking over to her.

“Truth or dare.” She ignores his inquiry.

“Well I don’t want to be boring so I guess dare.”

“Hmm…” Bonnie searches in the back of her brain for
something he really won’t like. “I dare you to say something nice about your family.”

“Ugh, boring. Pick something else.”

“No. The rules of the game are you do whatever I dare you
and I dare you to say something nice about them.”

“Fine, my brother is good at video games.”

“That’s it. Your brother’s good at video games. There’s
nothing else you can think of that you like about them?’

“I never said I liked that about him and it’s my turn, so
truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

He makes a face, but then smiles. “What was your first
sexual experience?”

Bonnie rolls her eyes knowing he thought she wouldn’t
answer. “I was fifteen with the mayor’s son at one of the many many functions
his parents throw. We snuck off to his room where he ate me out, badly, and I
blew him. And no I didn’t swallow.” She smirks at the shocked expression on his
face.

“Truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

“I thought you said you didn’t want to be boring.”

“Well things just got interesting.”

“Alright, what was your first sexual experience?”

“Original.”

“You knew it was coming or else you wouldn’t have said truth.”

“Not as exciting as sucking the mayor’s son off, but it
involved, me, a dark closet, and my sister’s friend.”

“Was this friend hot?”

“Shh, I’m getting to it.”

“We were about 13, and it was Jo’s first sleepover ever.
People usually weren’t allowed to see
the house, let alone come in it. I think her name was Trish, I don’t
remember,

ADHD at it’s finest. Something else distracted me, I don’t know what and I ended mid sentence never to know what was going to happen because I’ve completely forgotten.