Free Use Slumber Party

When my best friend Tara finally turned eighteen, the last of our little group to do so, we decided to celebrate the only way we knew how: a classic slumber party, one last night together before college pulled us apart.

But when the boy next door came home early from his summer internship, bringing a few friends and a little too much charm, things started to shift.

One thing led to another. The laughter grew louder, the tension heavier, and somewhere in the middle of our so-called innocent game of truth or dare, I found myself staring down the wildest dare of the night.

Will going through with it prove to be a mistake? Or the start of something I’ve been waiting for my entire life?