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"it's your turn Rach, truth or dare?" My friend Mindy asks me with a grin on her face. I'm indecisive for a moment, not being very into the game.

We were in Monica's living room playing the legitimate pajama party game "truth or dare"; her parents had gone on a trip for the weekend, which meant we had the house all for ourselves; Except for her brother's presence, but that geek pretty much spends the days in his room playing with those weird bones and dinosaurs toys so he wouldn't be an obstacle in our girls' night.

"truth" I say convinced.

"kay…" Mindy says as she looks in her head for something to ask. I see how Ashley and Amanda, my other friends, lean closer to Mindy and start whispering. Then I look at Monica, she is sitting beside me and has a dejected look on her face. I know she is feeling left out, and she has reason to feel that way; they always do that to her, something that I never got to understand because Monica is the sweetest girl I ever met not like these bitches I have for friends.

"we got it!" she exclaims with a mischievous smile in her lips. My eyebrow lifts unconsciously, I know she is gonna ask something dirty, I just know it. "Have you had sex with Chip Mathews yet?" there it is, as soon as the question leaves her mouth I shoot her an evil stare. Bitch! I call her in my head. I knew she would ask something like that, they are all so gossip, and the worst part is they can't keep a secret to themselves for longer than a day so if I tell them something, the rest of my high school will know by Monday, and I don't want every single person to know about my personal life.

I look at them and see anticipation in their eyes, except for Monica, who has a small smile in her face; she is the only person I trust in completely and she knows everything about me, which means she knows whether I have had sex with my boyfriend or not. okay, I haven't, I'm still a virgin. I know we have been going out for half a year now but I don't feel it's the right moment…although that doesn't mean we haven't done anything.

"C'mon Rach! Answer already!" Ashley interrupts my thoughts.

"no way, I'm sorry but I won't answer those kind of questions"

"oh C'mon! we are your friends here!" yeah, right.

"stop insisting Mindy! I won't tell you anything and that's the end of it!" I raise my voice a little and I see how she rolls her eyes. I know she is calling me all names noiselessly but I don't give a shit.

"you take all the excitement off the game…" Amanda says sending me a dirty look.

"it's okay girls! She has to do the dare now" Mindy says getting that grin back on her lips. They talk for a brief moment and then she turns to me. "you have to-"

"hi!" a male voice interrupts her. We all lift our looks and see Ross, Monica's brother, crossing the living room and disappearing into the kitchen. We all mumble a "hi" back, which I don't think he heard because he entered the kitchen almost in a run, and go back to the game.

"you have to…" Mindy begins again. Her eyes are sparkling as though an idea had just clicked in her mind. I don't like this. "you have to kiss Ross!" My eyes almost pop out of their sockets. I look at Amanda and Ashley and I see they are as bewildered as I am. I knew it.

"bitch, that was NOT what you were going to say!"

"no, but this one is way better than what we had" she said looking at me mischievously.

"you are a genius Mindy!" Ashley exclaims.

"I'm not going to kiss Ross" I say firmly.

"oh come on! you already wasted truth, you have to do it"

Damn, I hate this game.

I look at Monica while they keep insisting and her eyes tell me not to do it, which does not surprise me since she has always been very protective of her brother, even though they are always fighting like cats and dogs.

"chicken, chicken, chicken" the three of them say over and over. It doesn't really bother me but I want to get it over with this so they leave me alone once and for all.

"okay" I finally say and they clap their hands in victory. I take a deep breath before standing up.

"don't!" Monica murmurs as she grabs on my t-shirt. I look down at her and mutter a "it's okay"

"You'll see who is the chicken" I say confidently and began my way towards the kitchen.

When I reach the kitchen I silently peek through the door and see him in front of the fridge, gazing inside of it. I close my eyes for a moment while I decide how to make my move. I stand still, wondering if this was the right thing to do until I realise I've been holding my breath for several seconds. Why am I nervous? This is just Ross.

Before regret could take over my mind I enter the kitchen with a sweet smile plastered on my lips. Right away, he turns around and goes utterly red when he notices my presence –how come I didn't notice all this before? It's so obvious he has a crush on me-

"Hi" I say when I'm right beside him, a closeness that makes him go even more nervous.

"mmm h-h-hi!" he says, not knowing exactly where to place his own hands. His clumsiness makes me want to burst out laughing. I send him a small smile and then I pretend to be looking for a glass –of course I know where they are kept, but this is part of my plan-

"d-do you….need anything?" he finally asks me.

"yeah…I want a glass of water, could you get it for me?" I say with a faintly flirtatious voice as I tangle a lock of hair within my fingers.

"sure" I watch him move to the cabinets and get a cup, which he fills and hands me with trembling hands. Poor guy.

"thanks" I whisper through a smile. I proceed to drink the glass never breaking eye contact with him; surprisingly enough he maintains his eyes fixed on mine, although I think he is more like spellbound.

I take the last gulps of water and leave the cup resting on the counter and then my eyes return to him. There I go. He immediately gives a little jump when he notices I'm getting closer, so, before he has the slightest opportunity to run away I place my right hand on his chest, grab on his T-shirt for support and lean on my tiptoes to reach his lips. A millisecond before my lips brush his, my eyelids squeeze my eyes in disgust. I cannot believe I'm about to do this.

And then it happens; my lips are pressed against his lips, Ross' lips for a few seconds that feel like ages. For a moment I don't know exactly what to do; so I stay like that, eyes tightly closed and lip locked with Ross Geller. Through my fingertips I can feel his heart beating against his chest, so hard I dread it may pop out of him. I finally move my lips over his, a little brush that makes his whole body shake. I can't help but smile against his lips; this reaction of him is so new to me that it has taken me by surprise. After a little peck I finally move away. I take a quick glimpse of his face, enough to see his dumbfounded expression, and murmur a "thank you" as I turn over my heels and rush out of the kitchen; feeling a strange hotness covering my cheeks and smiling like a fool. What the hell was that?

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And this is how it all began. My "addiction" has done nothing but grow since that day. I always knew he had something for me, a bit of a crush, but it had always escaped my knowledge the great effects I had on him.

And now, whenever I come across him it's impossible for me not to wink my eye or send him a sexy smile to see his reaction. Don't get me wrong, I'm not attracted to him, at all; I just enjoy teasing him. It may be mean, but I simply love how powerful I feel when I tease him…and I must admit his vulnerability makes him look kind of cute.

A sound distracts me from my thoughts and I raise my eyes, expecting to find Monica. My stomach makes a weird flip when I see him enter the backyard, where I am at the moment. I pretend to be engaged in my reading but from the corner of my eyes I can see he has stopped in his tracks after seeing me there. I smile in my head as I simultaneously lift my sunglasses to my hair and look at him.

"hi Ross" I say in my sweetest tone.

"eh h-h-hi" he says as well as he can, I'm starting to believe he has a stutter.

I stand up from the deck chair I'm sitting in and begin to walk towards him.

Let the tease begin.