Chapter 3
Demi’s POV
I know selena was worried about me, I saw it in her facial expression when I pushed away the pizza, and she mirrored it In her eyes when she quickly tried to cover it up. I gave her one of my already mastered looks, which hopefully knowing her “Intuitive” thinking she would pick up as one that says im fine, because to be honest, that’s all I ever am, and that’s all im ever going to be. I looked back up and saw her thinking hard about her choice, truth, or dare? But I knew she would relent and give in and choose dare, because she had a thrill for being commanded to do things (if you know hat I mean..) She wasn’t a slut, but she had been to a few bases. However At the end of th day, she was still my best friend and I adored her, so it didn’t really matter who she dated or what base she went to.
“dare” She said confidently.
I gave a knowing grin, what could I make her do? I had power over her now and I intended to use it for entertainment purposes…My mind ticked over possible ideas, as I watched her rack her brain trying to second guess as to what I was going to say. I could make her sing? Nah her voice is good, it wouldn’t be hard, shed do it and shed do it well. I cant think of anything.. I furrowed my eyebrows in annoyance, I looked over at selena and she was shaking her head along to some music on tv, I could make her dance? Nah she wouldn’t take it seriously. I muddled over my thoughts for a good 3 minutes before dramatically stating my “dare” if you could even call it that.
“Selenaaa” I said drawing my word out longer than I needed, I was going to keep the suspense up.
“Yes?” She said, eagerly leaning forward with a grin as big as an elephant on her face.
“I think you shouulllldd….” I said making her twitch in anticipation.
“Follow me” I concluded. She dropped her shoulders almost straight away and a disappointed look flew onto her face, which only made me smile a lot more. Hahahaha I had a pretty good dare, was it lame? To others yeah sure, but to us? Ohhh no.
“So sel,” I said turning my back to her and grabbing her arm to hurry her along,
“what?” She said tentatively.
“Remember when I was here last? And you never finished your jam sandwich?”
“Yeah…” She seemed hesitant now, giving me a curious look to match her words.
“Well good thing you haven’t taken the trash out since then, I think its still in there actually, and seeming as you only got pizza before…why don’t you eat your sandwich?” I ended with an evil and knowing smirk on my face.
I watched as her face went from confusion to a look of complete and utter horror and disgust. I laughed knowing she would do it as she wasn’t one to back down from a dare, but this one, I was never going to let her forget. I watched as once again her face changed from a look of utter disgust to a challenging smile, meaning she had accepted the challenge. We had now walked out of the den and were heading into the marble kitchen. I couldn’t help but study her house in awe every time I was here. Each room had its own unique style that somehow linked in withal the others, it confused me a to how it did but hey, it seemed the just left the inside of the house up to chance as to how it would look. Well however it had been done it was amazing. I looked over and saw her giving me a knowing look and giggling to herself. She was the first person to point out my odd habit and since then was always expecting it. I watched as she took a few striding steps up to the bin and slowly peeked in though the lid. She gave it a sniff and then suddenly whipped her head back from the putrid smell radiating from it. I felt laughter rise from my stomach and I burst out laughing, I couldn’t stop. The look on her face after she had recoiled in horror was priceless. However she took my laughter as a sign that I thought she would lay down in defeat as she gave me a confident look before plunging her hand deep within the contents of the bin. She seemed to stick her hand in something else as she pulled a face however she kept on digging which seemed near impossible since her arm was already ¾ deep in waste.
