Everyone knew about the town curse. Or at least, one version of it anyway. It came up in whispers, notes passed between high school girls, writing on the bathroom wall at the local single's bar and the occasional mass e-mail sent out from an anonymous address. Most thought it was bullshit. After all, every town has a legend, right? This one just tended to be a little...unique.
Regardless of personal opinions, the stories were never stamped out entirely. Just as the latest batch of teens had all but forgotten the tales of the generation before them, strange things would begin to happen in the town of Glendale, and the rumors would heat up again and spread like wildfire....
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Kyle awoke to the sound of the landline in the kitchen ringing like crazy. His immediate thought was, "Eh, someone else can get it.", but then he remembered that nobody else was home. They all went on a trip to Hollywood to film his dads new movie: Body Warpers 5, or Body Warper5 as the promotional material lamely called it.
The persistently ringing phone was nearly as annoying as the alarm clock that went off 5 minutes afterwards. Since shutting that off was easier, Kyle did that. But since he was up, he might as well get up and answer the phone.
Leaving his room and heading to the kitchen, he picked up the phone and said, "Hello?"
"Is this Kyle Perkinsh?" said a drunk female voice from the other end.
"Uh, Perkins, yes. Who is this?"
"I-I ask the *burp* questions Kyle!" the voice said.
"Wait... is this Jessica?" Kyle asked, connecting the voice back to his ex girlfriend.
"I'm IN CHARGE, BUBBAH!"
"Ugh, I don't have time for this Jess. What do you want?"
"Uh..." The line went silent, save for quiet whispers between two or three people. "Uh, Trans-Transform or Dare?"
Kyle went dead silent. Had he just heard her right? She didn't really mean to say that... she was drunk, and drunk people say odd things. Still, she had said it, and there was no going back.
"What did you just say?" He said, stone cold.
"You heard me, you cock That's for du-*burp*-dumping me last week. TICk TOCK, KYLE!"
Kyle didn't know what to do. He knew he had one minute to choose one or the other, and he had no idea what was better, or even what was worse. What was he going to do?