spin the bottle
“Liz, no.” MJ said, as her best friend dragged her through the crowd of drunk teenagers to the couch.
“Come on MJ, live a little! You’re a junior in high school, not a grandmother.”
“I actually enjoy my grandmother lifestyle very much, and would like to keep my life that way.” Michelle swerved in the opposite direction, but was unsuccessful when Liz used both hands to restrain her. “I said no, Liz.”
“Please MJ, just do it this once. For me.” Liz flashed her one of those signature Liz Allan smiles that made MJ give in every time.
“Fine!” She sighed, plopping down on the floor next to Liz. “Only because you did that stupid thing with your face”
“You mean this?” Liz smiled again, this time bigger than the last.
“Loser.” MJ laughed.
“Alright, dip-shits! Let’s finally get this party started.” Flash yelled, nearly bursting MJ’s eardrum. God, was he an annoying drunk.
“Never Have I Ever starts in five minutes idiots!” He took another swig of his drink. Whatever was in there was definitely not apple juice. “Then we’re playing Spin the Bottle!” Harry said from behind Flash.
“You ready?” Liz asked.
“Stoked.” MJ said sarcastically as Peter sat on the opposite side of the circle from her.
Liz rolled her eyes at the comment.
“What? I can be excited.” MJ protested.
“Oh yeah? For what?”
“This to be over.”
“Mhm.” The two girls laughed as Flash walked over with an empty beer bottle in hand, and a filled vodka bottle.
“Hold out your cups idiots!”
MJ stayed stationary, not looking for any more alcohol to enter her system. Liz nudged her arm, aggressively, so she held up her cup, regret shining on her face.
“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this.” MJ whispered
“Honestly, neither can I.”
MJ rolled her eyes as Flash started with the easy questions.
“Never have I ever had my first kiss.” MJ took a small sip of her drink, knowing she would end up wasted if she sipped any more than that. Instinctively, she looked over at Peter. He had also taken a drink. But she knew that. Gwen Stacy, freshman year.
“Never have I ever gotten grounded.” Once again, the entire group took a sip. Flash quickly moved on from these questions, hoping to expose more shocking answers.
“Never have I ever had sex.” MJ’s cup stayed stationary. Once again, she looked at Peter. His had also remained untouched.
“Never have I ever cheated on a final.” For Midtown that was a big deal, most of them didn’t have the need to. Their finals were easy and the students were smart. Shockingly, Flash and Liz took a sip.
Eventually the group got bored of the game and moved onto Spin the Bottle. MJ got lucky the first couple of rounds, Betty’s spin landed on Ned, Ned’s on Gwen, and Flash’s on Harry (Both are bi, so it worked out for them.) Then it came to be her turn to spin.
Trying to get it over fast, she gave it a quick spin. She thought she had avoided embarrassment when it slowed near Harry, somebody she trusted, but the bottle had betrayed her hopes and moved past him, landing on Peter. Her cheeks flooded with red, mirroring his. They made eye contact for a minute, and MJ debated whether or not running out would be the better option.
Liz nearly bruised her with her elbow this time, hitting her right in her gut. MJ shot her a look of desperation, but Liz just shrugged.
Trying to uphold her rebel attitude, she mumbled “Fuck it.” And grabbed him by the collar, pressing her lips to his. They melted into the kiss, both heating up with emotion. It felt like years before either of them dared to pull away, and when they did the entire group was still hollering at their passion filled kiss.
MJ looked up at Peter’s questioning face, trying to keep her cool.
“Not bad, Parker.” She said, attempting to sound nonchalant.
“Not too bad yourself.” He chuckled awkwardly settling back down next to Ned. Ned stared at him, panic filling his face.
The group of wasted teenagers quickly moved on from MJ and Peter’s kiss when Liz spun the bottle, and actually landed on Harry. MJ stood up without thinking, and left the room. She headed for the kitchen, searching for anything that could possibly make her any less drunk than she was at that moment.
Peter watched her as she rushed away, wondering if he should follow her. He was brought back into reality when Ned began prodding him with questions.
Liz followed MJ into the kitchen eventually, and ended up catching MJ mid freakout.
“LIZ! I can’t believe I let you drag me into that, he’s definitely going to know I have feelings for him now!” She whisper yelled, trying not to draw attention to them.
“Would that really be the worst thing in the world? I mean come ON Michelle. You have been pining for him since the 8th grade, it’s about time you did something about it.” Liz chuckled. She only called MJ by her full name when she wanted to get to her.
“This isn’t funny Liz! The entire decathlon team basically knows now, and there’s no way I’m ever gonna dig my way out of this shit hole now.”
“MJ, just take a deep breath.” Liz rubbed her best friend’s shoulders. “If he tries to talk to you about it on Monday, just tell him you forgot everything that happened tonight.”
“But I don’t want to forget what happened. It was a good fucking kiss.”
“MJ, that’s the only way you can tell him how you feel on your own terms.” Michelle sighed.
“You’re right. God, I wish you weren’t so fucking smart all the time.” MJ signed. Liz put her arm around her.
“Can we go home now? I completely wasted, and my dad will kill me if I’m not home by 1.”
“I thought this moment would never come, thank you God for Mr. Allan’s strict curfew.” MJ blew kisses towards the ceiling. “I’d like to thank my parents for this moment, and my best friend-“
“Shut up, you know you loved that.”