Kyle Albert11/15/09Academy English
Jeremy, Carter, Hanna, Steph, Elizabeth and I sit in a tent in Steph’sbackyard. Though there are six of us in one tent, but there’s plenty of room. This isa massive, two room tent, probably meant for a troop of boy scouts. Instead, ithouses six teenagers playing truth or dare on a warm night in August.Carter climbs back through the tents giant door, and I immediately burst intolaughter. He’d just victoriously returned from performing a Michael Jackson dancefor Steph’s parents inside their house. He utters one word, “Helen”, Steph’s middlename, which proved he had completed his dare. My brother, Jeremy, slaps him onthe back, congratulating him.“I can’t believe you did that!” squeals Hanna. She scoots closer and hewraps his arm around her, a smug grin on his face. I slide my phone out of mypocket; the digital clock face reads 9:50.“Shit Jeremy, we have to get home, curfews at 10:00, and Mom will flip out if we get home any later than that.” I say. “Sorry that we can’t join your sleepoverguys. You coming Carter?” I say.“Yep, but don’t worry girls, I’ll be back later”, Carter replies, winking at onegirl in particular.“You’re serious? You’re actually planning on sneaking back here later?” Ireply incredulously.