Chapter 42

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Tris POV

When we get to Will's house, his parents and sister aren't there.

"How about some good old truth or dare?" Uriah asks.

We nod and sit in a circle.

"I start!" Zeke shouts. "Uriah, truth or dare?"

"Dare!" Uriah shouts.

"I dare you to go outside and take your shirt off and wave at cars." Zeke says.

"That's it? Ok!" Uriah says.

"I'm coming." Mar says.

"Same." Will and Lynn say.

Zeke goes outside with them and shuts the door.

We find a beer in the fridge and pass it around the circle.

When the other group comes back inside, they are laughing their asses off.

"What happened?" Tobias asks.

"Mrs. Matthews drove by and shook her head!" Will says.

"She is definitely mentioning that on Monday." I say.

They sit back down as the beer gets passed to me. Zeke steals the bottle from me and takes a swig.

"Shauna, truth or dare?" Uri asks.

"Dare!" She says.

"Trade clothes with Zeke." Uri says.

"Ew fine." She says.

They leave the room for a minute and come back. I burst out laughing at Zeke's outfit. Shauna's shirt is too small on him and the leggings are ripping.

"You better not rip those." Shauna warns.

Meanwhile, she's wearing an oversized sweatshirt and sweatpants.

"Shauna I'll buy you a new pair." Zeke says.

"Yeah yeah. Four, truth or dare?" She asks.

"Dare!" Tobias says.

"I dare you to call up Lauren and tell her you want her back." Shauna says.

Holy shit.

"That's a good one Shauna." Chris says.

"Fine." Tobias says angrily.

Fucking asshole.

He glances at me as he pulls his phone out. I glare at him and start picking at my nails.

"Hey baby." He says. "I want you back."

Did he really have to call her that?

"Aww I always knew you'd come crawling back to me! I mean, who wouldn't?" She asks. "I'll come over now."

"First of all, I'm not even home. Second of all, it was a dare. Goodbye." Tobias says, hanging up.

"Tris, truth or dare?" He asks.

"Dare." I say, sitting up.

"I dare you to give Uri a foot massage." He says.

I make a face. "Ew no."

I pull my sweatshirt over me head, leaving me in my tank top.

"The first pansycake of the night!" Uriah shouts. "Tris, I expected better."

I roll my eyes and curl into a ball.

"Lynn truth or dare?" I ask.

"Dare." She says.

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