The Reckless and The Brave

The kitchen was small, with every inch of ugly gray countertops crammed with beautiful, shiny bottles of alcohol. With old, dirty, light wooden cabinets and an ancient stovetop, the aesthetics of the puny room didn't encourage anybody to stay here for long, besides drink refills. But this was only the hard liquor, and many teenagers prefered the ever so easy keg that sat on the run down deck just twenty feet away. So a long legged boy stood just to the left of the grimy fridge, with his back turned to the rest of the room, a look of concentration etched onto his face.

Jack Barakat's long fingers fumbled while trying to get the cap off of the bottle of Jagermeister. This is getting ridiculous Jack thought to himself. After a fifth attempt to get the fucking bottle open, there was a small giggle erupts from behind him. Jack glanced over his shoulder, but didn't turn around. "Do you know how to open this shit?" He said downward, towards the counter, back still turned to the girl.

"As a matter of fact, I don't. But I think I can manage." She smiled as he turned to her. His dark eyebrows set in a look of suspicion.

"Don't break it or I'll kill you." He joked in a serious tone. This girl was fucking adorable! Her chocolate brown hair fell just below her shoulders in soft curls, and her eyes were large and round, sparkling an almost violet blue. He watched her hands as she took the bottle from his hand, graceful and long like her legs. She wore black jeans and a blue v-neck that showed off just the right amount to make you wonder, but not enough to be slutty. She must have been about 5'10" because she hardly had to look up to meet Jack's eyes, which sat about 4 inches above hers.

"What's your name?" He couldn't help but ask.

A close-lipped smile graced her face, eccentuating the apples of her ample cheecks as she managed to get the cap off. "Here you go," She said, looking up, cap in the left hand, bottle in the right. Jack took both in the corresponding hands and looked at her expectantly. "I'm sorry, what?" She said with wide eyes.

Jack chuckled, "Your name."

"Oh! Um, I'm Daliah. Call me Liah." She smirked with her pink lips closed, and her left hand outstretched.

"Jack Bassam Barakat." He took his right hand in her left and leads her out of the room.

Liah giggled but bites her lip. "Where are we going?" She liked this kid, he was good looking, but she was not drunk at all, and didn't want to be caught in a compromising position.

The living room was about the same amount of shitty as the kitchen, only with kids covering every inch of space the room had to offer. Jack's hand was warm in hers as she is pulled to the couch, where a boy with blonde, curly hair, a boy with coffee-colored "flippy" hair and dark eyes, and a girl with pale skin and dirty blonde hair sat with her legs on the "flippy" haired boy. Their eyes all snapped up to her and Jack, and at their entwined fingers.

The girl raised and eyebrow at the newcomer, briefly wondering if it was "recruit females into the all time low group" day or something.

"Guise!" Jack yelled in a childish voice. "Stop staring! Her name is Daliah but call her Liah. Honey, this is Jasey," he gestures to the dirty blonde haired girl who removed her legs from the dark eyed boy and stood to shake her hand.

"Don't worry, I'm new too." Jasey smiled sweetly to Liah. The other girl took her hand gratefully and smiled broadly, revealing a set of perfect white teeth.

Jasey continues the introductions as Jack refills Jasey's drink with Jager. "This is Zack," Her black-nailed fingers pointed to the blonde boy sitting on the floor in front of the couch, who gave a shy wave and a tight-lipped smile. "And that thing over there is Alex." Jasey finished shortly, pointing to the boy with coffee-colored hair and long dimples etched into his smile. "We have two others in our group, but they're off making-out somewhere. Don't worry, they're not important anyways." She said loudly as she spotted Rian and Kara striding into the room with sex hair.

"Hey! I take offense to that, miss!" The boy, presumably Rian, pointed an accusing finger at Jasey, but with a smile filled with pure white piano teeth. His hair was shaggy and his arms were large, but not as large as Zacks. He seemed to have a way of talking like he was incredibly intelligent. It seemed a little out of place with these guys, to Liah.

Rian's girlfriend, Kara, simply blushed and hid behind her boyfriend's sizely biceps. "Kara," Jasey said. "This is Liah. Don't be shy!"

Kara revealed her tanned face, complete with hazel eyes, a button nose, and small, bow-shaped lips. Her hair was very long and light brown, pulled into a low ponytail in effort to ditch any evidence of what she and Rian had been doing. She smiled slowly but took Liah's hand faintly. "Hi." Kara squeaked.

Jasey turned to Jack to get her drink back. She took a whiff and smiled, "How'd you know I love Jager?!" Her green eyes glimmered with mischief.

Alex's jaw dropped. He fell to his knees and took Jasey's hand in his. "Marry me."

Jasey couldn't help but blush at the attractive boy's proposal, but she still had to play it cool. "No thanks." She winked at him.

"Okay! We're going to play a game to get to know eachother okay!?" Jack grinned from ear to ear. "And since I can sense that too many of you are pussies to pick dare, it's basically going to be 'Truth' but if someone does pick 'Dare', shit's gonna get real!"

The girls looked at eachother. Kara raised her eyebrows as if to say "I've had way too much excitement tonight", Liah gave a shrug, and Jasey turned to Jack and said, "Let's do this shit."