Miranda

"Oh, looks like I picked you," Sarah says, looking at Miranda and realizing she has re-dressed since retreating from the closet. A slow grin creeps across her face.

"You know, I think I, like everyone else, was disappointed that we didn't get to see what was happening in the the closet. I think Miranda should reenact it, right here in front of all of us, including what might have happened if the dare hadn't stopped her.

"No!" Miranda starts to blurt out before catching herself, she looks terrified, but is it for what she did or what she might have done.

"Buuuut, who should she reenact with?" Sarah asks.

Sarah looks around the room, first at Matt, sizing him up. She then looks to you and you feel your heart skip a beat. After all, Miranda asked you to rescue her, you can't help but think she would have preferred to be in there with you. Sarah then looks at Tom and you feel sick. There's nothing more that asshole would want than another chance at your crush. You look longingly at Miranda hoping you'll be picked. You then turn to Sarah as a wicked smile crosses her face. You are shaking in anticipation.