Smile. (Your boyfriend?)

• Come on! Spin the bottle.

You heard the voice of your friend Jennifer, who was sitting opposite you.

Wait, let's take this one step at a time. On this gloomy day, you decide to hang out with your friends, your friends are street kids. You usually hang out at your friend Smiley's house. He's a cute basketball player, a jerk, and so confident. All the girls in the group are crazy about him, even the guys. And Smiley really doesn't need much to be happy; he just wants to play around.

We drove to Smiley's, already anticipating what would happen today! Another friend of yours found the champagne that Smiley's parents had hidden. Then Jennifer came up with the idea to play a game called "7 Minutes of Heaven." The rules are simple: players sit in a circle, spin the bottle, and the ones pointed at by the neck and bottom of the bottle go into the closet and kiss.

Jennifer's voice echoed in your head, and you reached for the bottle. 1...2... the bottle swung. Suddenly, the neck pointed at you. You frantically scanned the circle, trying to find which of your friends had been selected. Suddenly, you saw the bottom of the bottle pointing at... Smiley? Before you could react, the two of you were shoved into the closet with giggles. Smiley wasn't very happy with your friends' gesture; he sighed, crossed his arms over his chest, and looked at you.