Ruyton Girls’ School - Scripsi 2015

What would it be like to kiss a guy?

He walks over and takes my hand, helping me to my feet.

‘Hey, Jake, sorry for dragging you into this.’

‘Nah, s’okay.’ He smiles brightly and it feels like even the dark

corners of the room have been lit up.

I’m not sure what I expect when we kiss but this isn’t it. The kiss

itself is great, just like him, but there’s no tingle. It feels flat. The

atmosphere of Zara’s room has been sweeping me along. But at what

cost? In the back of my mind, guilt is forming. A heavy weight

dragging me down. Tingle or no tingle, a kiss is a kiss. And while I

may regret it later, I’m certainly not regretting it now. I break away

with a coy smile.

Our hands linger a few seconds too long. The laughter of the

room brings us back and we separate suddenly. An awkward look

crosses his face before he attempts a shaky smile. He takes a step

backwards and as the girls break out of their shock he turns and

leaves. The door closing behind him, they erupt into laughter.

I force myself to look at Irina. Needle-straight hair is falling

across her downturned face in strands. A wall between us. She

quickly glances up at the door and in that moment I see the jealousy

she has been trying to hide. Almond eyes glimmering with unshed

tears – she subtly wipes them away. I force myself to look away. I

hate this. I hate hurting her. Zara claps excitedly and Audrey lands a

wet kiss on my cheek holding my hands happily while Heather

laughs in the background. They are so oblivious.

I return to Irina’s side. Between us lies an ocean. She’s never felt

more distant than now. I lean over and whisper in her ear. ‘I don’t

want to hide this either.’

I take a hold of Irina’s hand under the sleeping bag and squeeze it

gently. She doesn’t pull away. I feel relieved when she returns the

squeeze.

Zara is leaning forward, smugly smiling, a victorious flash in her

eyes. ‘Irina. Truth or dare?’

Irina looks at me for a second, squeezes my hand tightly and a

determined smile crosses her face. I know what she’s going to say

before she says it and I know it’s time. They’ll just have to accept us.

‘Truth.’

‘

Truth And

Dare