a dare is a dare

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I got into bg's car , the street was a little flooded , I put my seatbelt on , and waited for bg .
I saw bg come out of his house in a hurry , Francis grabbed him by his forearm , I could see they were arguing , they faced eachother so I can only see Francis' face .
bg was using a lot of hand movements , and then I saw him push Francis in the chest with his index finger , bg got into the car as Francis shouted " a dare is a dare ! "
" what is he talking about ?" I asked
" nothing " he drove off .
he pulled up to the gas station .
" you want anything ? " he asked
" a water please "
" of course. "
as I waited on him , I noticed bruises on my legs , thighs , and one on my shoulder .
I pushed them to see how sensitive they were , they all hurt .
" where did I get these ?" I asked bg when he got in the car .
" get what ?" he looked over
" what tha f-" he started to say and then looked down my body to my thighs and legs .
" I think it's when I tripped you , but I don't how you got the ones on your thigh . "
" it's probably from your boo Francis "
"haha you're funny " I rolled my eyes
He pushed the one on my shoulder and I gripped his hand and said
" no sir "
he laughed " so what the directions ?"
" go to the left on this street , then turn right and it's the third house on the right "
" drestas friend lives on your street "
he pulled up on my street and drove down to my house .
" there's his friend right there " he pointed and honked , he looked over and made his way to the car .
it was a short man , wearing sunglasses , a raiders cap over his curls , a jersey , and a pager on his hip .

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