Dare Page #3

Right on.

So you want

to come hang at my house?

My step mom's gone.

Uh, well,

what are you up to, Ben?

Got to go home.

Night-night,

light boy.

Give me a second.

Wait up.

Ben.

Come on,

wait up.

Ben, hey.

~What?

What?

What's wrong with you?

Me?

Nothing.

What's wrong with you?

What?

What are you doing, Alexa?

You ditch me

to play with the cool kids.

You put this

streak in your hair.

And then all of a sudden,

you're with Johnny?

I'm not with Johnny.

Yeah, well,

you can't be f***ing him.

God, you don't even use tampons.

Why are you being

such an a**hole?

This has nothing

to do with you.

You can try and play

all mature and worldly,

but you're not.

You're still the same scared,

pathetic, perfect little girl.

You're still the same bitter,

lonely loser...

who can't stand to see me

have a life...

because you never had one.

Ben, don't go like that.

Ben.

Don't rush

to judgments.

It's a part of development

for every teenager.

Yes, I do understand.

It's not a problem.

Okay.

Talk to you later.

- Morning.

- Morning.

Want some tea?

Sure.

Mom, please stop trying

to psychoanalyze my adolescence...

with your shrink friends.

Ben, I was not

talking about you.

Believe it or not,

you are not the only thing...

I think and talk about.

You could've fooled me.

That was Deirdre Walker

on the phone.

Isn't it a little early?

Apparently, Alexa

didn't make it home last night.

She spent the night

at some boy's house...

and just walked in this morning...

as if nothing

was out of the ordinary.

- Johnny Drake?

- Yeah.

Do you

know anything about it?

No.

In a way,

it's kind of a relief.

Wait, what do you mean?

Every parent wants their kid

to veer from the rules...

once in a while.

It's a sign of normalcy.

So being a whore

is normal?

Ben!

Why are you being

so judgmental?

Mom, please.

Listen, Deirdre and Doug

are going out of town,

and they don't feel comfortable

leaving Alexa alone.

Deirdre's completely freaked out

and overreacting, as per usual.

So Alexa's staying with us.

What?

Wait, why didn't you

ask me first?

Because it's not

your decision to make, Ben,

and because

she's your oldest friend.

Why is it an issue?

I just don't see why

I should have to suffer...

because she can't

control herself.

You're in high school

for Christ's sake.

It's normal.

I'm gonna shower.

Do you want me

to make you something to eat?

No, I'm going out.

Morning.

F***.

F***?

Yes.

Okay.

Stay here.

It's one cookie

or one muffin.

One thing...

You know, I just... I never

want that to be my life.

Yeah.

Edith Wharton?

School or pleasure?

Oh, school...

or pleasure.

School,

but I also really like it.

Yeah, me too,

a lot.

I'm Nick.

Ben.

Nice to meet you, Ben.

Definitely seen you around.

I'm working a lot here,

so we should hang out sometime.

I could use

a study partner.

Yeah, yeah.

Uh...

Yeah, I got to go.

But it was nice to meet you.

I'll see you.

Hey.

What are you doing out here?

What are you,

my social conscience?

You know, if you're

just gonna be a b*tch...

Oh, Jesus,

don't be so sensitive.

Come on.

Sit down, Benjamin.

Can't believe I don't have

anything better to do...

than to watch Johnny and Alexa

pretend to have sex.

It's tragic.

Yeah, well...

Alexa has nothing better to do

than pretend, period.

It's not like

it means anything.

I mean,

she's really lost her mind.

I guess that's what happens...

when you discover

the power of a dick.

Okay.

God, this is

what it must feel like...

in drama crew

Loserville.

No offense, Ben.

None taken,

you chain-smoking slut.

Hey.

Don't tell Alexa I said

any of this sh*t, okay?

All right.

Hey, you want to watch

from the lighting booth?

Might as well

be queen of the losers.

I kind of just want

to sleep tonight.

We can do that.

I got in trouble.

My parents are freaked.

I mean, I've never...

They're just mad.

So?

So I should

probably just go to Ben's...

and be good tonight.

Well, what about me?

What do you mean?

Forget it.

Never mind.

Couldn't we

just talk tomorrow?

Okay?

I'm just tired.

Mm-hmm.

And you might want

to go over your script,

'cause you

missed a line tonight.

You headed home, Ben?

Forget it.

Courtney, would you please

drive me to Ben's house?

Night, Ben.

I had fun.

Yes, good night, Ben.

I'll be in the guest room...

if you decide

you want to be human again.

Hey.

Oh.

You need a ride?

This is really expensive.

Yeah, there's a whole case

of that sh*t right there.

Drop the bottle.

Drop it.

We've had this date with

each other since the beginning.

What?

It's the line

I forgot tonight.

If you still need

to take a piss, just go ahead.

I always wondered

what it felt like to do that.

I guess we might as well

finish the bottle, huh?

You're a funny kid.

Yeah, I guess you might as well

bring it over here.

I might jump in anyway.

I can't believe

that's your first cigarette.

I'm totally corrupting you.

It's kind of cool.

Hey, I wonder

if Alexa would come over.

You think

I should call her?

Alexa wants

to be alone tonight.

How do you know?

Well, she's my friend.

Yeah, your only one.

Why is she

friends with you anyway?

I've known her

since I was little.

Have you ever even hooked up

with anyone at school...

other than her?

- What?

- Just, I...

I don't know.

I hear you're all talk.

From who?

Nobody talks to you.

Just 'cause I don't want to date

some skanky rich girl.

Maybe I'm just sensitive.

F*** you, man.

You don't know me.

Yeah?

You don't know me either.

All right, well,

you can blow me, light boy.

Whip it out.

I'm not a fag, man.

Whatever.

I'm not the sensitive one.

When did you

turn into evil light boy?

When you turned out

to be a total poseur.

Dude...

Who the hell are you?

You gonna do it or not?

You really want it,

don't you?

Maybe you want it,

and you're scared to admit it.

I'm not scared.

So?

I don't want anything.

I've never kissed anybody.

I'm about to f***ing

graduate high school, man,

and I've never kissed

a single person.

Are you serious?

Yeah.

Come here.

How's that?

Whoa.

Sorry.

It's just,

you're f***ing amazing.

Whoa.

W... w... w...

whoa, whoa, there.

What're you doing?

I don't know.

Dude, wait.

Ben?

Oh, Jesus.

- Hi.

- Hey.

What're you doing up?

Waiting for you.

It's pretty late.

Right.

I'm sorry.

I was hanging out

at a friend's house.

No problem,

but just, next time,

you might want to call...

if you'll be in past 1:00.

Okay.

Did you have a good time?

Yeah.

Yeah, actually, I did.

Good.

That's good.

You seem...

What?

- Uh...

- I seem what?

No, nothing.

Just...

happy, I guess.

Hey, Mom,

what did we say about analysis?

I wasn't...

Good night, Ben.

Night, Mom.

Ben?

Hey.

Where were you?

Oh.

Are you drunk?

If I tell you something,

will you promise

not to hate me?

Yeah,

if you promise

to stop hating me.

Deal.

I had my first kiss tonight.

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