In Truth,†I said, “there are no rules other than you have to tell the truth.â€
“How do you win?†he asked.
“That,†I said, “is such a boy question.â€
“What, girls don’t like to win?†He snorted. “Please. You’re the one who got all rule driven on me claiming Instant Breakfast isn’t a food.â€
“It’s not,†I told him. “It’s a beverage.â€
He rolled his eyes. I can’t believe this, I thought. A week or two ago putting a full sentence together in front of Wes was a challenge. Now we were arguing about liquids.
“Okay,†he said, “back to Truth. You were saying?â€
I took in a breath. “To win, one person has to refuse to answer a question,†I said. “So, for example, let’s say I ask you a question and you don’t answer it. Then you get to ask me a question, and if I answer it, I win.â€
“But that’s too simple,†he said. “What if I ask you something easy?â€
“You wouldn’t,†I told him. “It has to be a really hard question, because you don’t want me to win.â€
“Ahhh,†he said, nodding. Then, after mulling it for a second he said, “Man. This is diabolical.â€
“It’s a girl’s game,†I explained, tilting my head back and looking at the stars. “Always good for a little drama at the slumber party. I told you, you don’t want to play.â€
“No. I do,†he squared his shoulders. “I can handle it.
— Sarah Dessen
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