Kyla turned in her seat and glared at her half sister.

“No, I’m not! I bet I’ll be less scared than you when we get there!” The young Davies challenged.

“Bad move Kyla.” Jessi said as she smirked at the scene in front of her.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” She asked the oldest girl.

Aiden placed his hand on his girlfriend’s shoulder in an attempt to calm her down.

“She means that no one makes bets with Ashley because if and when she wins the loser ends up having to do some really…embarrassing things.” He said as he looked away in a futile attempt to hide his red face.

“Whatsa matter Aid? Why the blush?” Jessi chuckled.

“Oh I know what he’s blushing about.” Spencer giggled, “Don’t worry Aiden, I’d be embarrassed too if I was a guy and had to wea-”

“SPENCER!” Aiden yelled cutting the blonde off.

“What? What were you gonna say Spence? I wanna know!” Kyla said hoping to dig up some dirt on her boy toy.

“Ohh it’s so good Kyla.” Jessi said, well aware of the story Spencer alluded to.

“Jessi! Enough!” Aiden said growing redder by the minute.

“Will someone tell me what happened?!” Kyla practically screamed.

Ashley caught Aiden’s eyes in the rearview mirror. There was a mixture of emotions; mainly pleading and embarrassment. She almost felt bad for coming out with it.

Almost.

“I made him wear manties.” Ashley burst, followed by an uproar of laughter from all four females.

“And to make it even better, it was to the beach!” Spencer reported.

“Oh…my god. No guy should ever wear those. EVER.” Kyla said between fits of laughter.

The boy glared at his girlfriend which only served to make the girls laugh harder.

“Spencer I don’t know why you’re laughing. You’ve lost tons of bets to Ashley and the stuff she made you do was pretty embarrassing.” Aiden said trying to switch the heat from him to her.

Spencer looked over to Ashley who did her nose wrinkle smile and winked at her. She grinned happily and began to blush.

“Aid, you have no idea what I made Spencer do in terms of our bets. Trust me; the day she had to give me piggyback rides to each class and had to wear the shirt that said ‘I’m Ashley’s bitch’ were only small parts of it. The other part…well, let’s just say we both got something out of that.” Ashley said with a dreamy look on her face. Obviously remembering what went on before and after school.