#avery dare

Wendy was wringing her hands nervously as she wandered the grounds of the carnival, looking for Avery.  She had gotten the dare earlier today and had been an anxious mess ever since.  First the whole flashing thing in the boys’ locker room happened and now this?  The carnival was teeming with people, and she felt a bit nervous about the fact that she’d be kissing a lot of them soon.  At least it was to raise money.  She spotted the girl she was after across the grounds by the ferris wheel, and began to make her way through the crowd.  “AVERY!”  She jumped up and down, waving a bit.  “AVERY!”  As soon as she was close, she pulled the other girl into a hug, standing up on her tiptoes.  “I’m about to slap you.  I don’t mean it.  I promise you I’ll explain later,” she whispered in her ear.  “Just go along with it.”  The tiny girl then pulled back, putting on an angry expression.  “Who the fuck do you think you are?!” Wendy snapped, very aware of how much attention she was attracting.  She then raised her hand, slapping it across the other girl’s face.  “That’s what you get for treating Naomi like shit.”  She took a few steps back, her face dropping a bit as she watched the other girl.  “I’m sorry,” she mouthed, before quickly running off.