Perfectly Imperfect

Cuarenta y siete: Ew, Mustard

Carmen's POV
  "No way!" Sam exclaimed.

  We had left our little game and now we are playing truth or dare.

  Joey just dared Sam to lick his disgusting gym sock wearing foot. Sam is in the middle of gagging her brains out.

  "That is NEVER happening!" She chocked out, mid gag.

  Joey shrugged. "You know the penalty."

  Sam's face scrunched up in distressed contemplation.

  I can't blame her. If she doesn't do the disgusting dare, she has to take a shot of ANY concoction the guys and I can think of from what we can find in the kitchen.

  She bit the inside of her cheek.

"Ugh! Fine!" She threw her hands up. "Give me," she put her hand out for Joey's foot.

  Oh my crap. I might be the one to vomit.

  "Oh my god!" She yelled when he put it in her lap. "When is the last time you washed this thing!"

  Joey shrugged. "I dunno."

  Sam closed her eyes and sighed. "I better not get a deseas or something from this." She peaked one eye open.

  Joey started laughing. "C'mon! Just do it. It's like ripping off a bandaid."

  "This is NOT like ripping of a bandaid!" Sam shot back.

  "Yeah," I scrunched up my nose. "That's pretty gross," I said looking down at his foot. "We don't know where that thing's been."

  "By the smell of it, walking through a sewer," Corey grimaced.

  "C'mon! Do it! Do it! Do it!" Joey chanted.

  Corey and I didn't join in.

  I honestly can't blame her if she refuses.

  "Shut up!" She snapped at Joey. She closed her eyes tight and leaned down.

  "Ooohh!" Joey exclaimed in anticipation.

  She slowly brought her face closer to his foot, and half way down she pinched her nose to block out the smell.

  Then, the moment of truth.

  She quickly touched the tip of her tongue to his foot. The second it touched, she shot backwards. "Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Thank god that's over!"

  "Oh c'mon, I'd hardly call that a lick," Joey argued, crossing his arms. "You didn't complete the dare."

"Oh, I so totally did! And now it's your turn."

She looked around the room looking for a suitable dare.

Her eyes landed on me.

And an evil grin slipped onto her face.

Um. . .

"Joey, I dare you to kiss Carmen."

I chocked on my drink.

"What?" Corey stiffened.

"For ten seconds."

Joey went from cocky to uncomfortable in a snap. "Ummm. . ."

After recovering from my coughing fit, I looked up at Sam. "That's a double dare," I accused.

She shrugged. "Fine, then this can be your turn too."

I shook my head slowly at her. "What do you have against me?"