Full Throttle and M&Ms Do Not Mix

To See If I Can Catch A Dream

“Well, you’re not exactly sneaky.” She got up and hugged Kris.

“Oh go screw a toaster.” Kris smiled, being her old self. This was an inside joke they made up in 8th grade.

“You wish.”

“You would.”

“You wish I would.”

“You wish Stephen would, so you could watch,” they both laughed.

“Not anymore, it’s Andy now.”

Kris gasped, “Ray!”

“Truth or dare?” Ray shot back laughing. The rest of them sort of just looked at them. Ray and Kris swore they heard crickets, besides their laughing.

“Hmm… dare.”

Ray gave an evil laugh, “Run across stage in only Joe’s boxers, Patrick’s hat, Pete’s hoodie and Andy's glasses.”

Everyone gave off the most cynical hilarious laughter.

“Ray!!! No way!”

“You said dare.”

“I guess it’s good they’re Joe’s boxers and not someone else’s,” Delilah snickered.

They all laughed, “Ray, how do you even come up with this shit?”

Ray replied to Kris, “I’m just good.”

“Do I have to do it during a song?”

Ray laughed, “Well I wasn’t thinking that, but I will now! I’m so telling them all to pause the music! Oh yeah, one last thing you have to scream, “I am Kris! Go Andy!””

“Ugh, what about , “I am Kris! Go Joe!”?”

“Hmm… deal.”