I spend the next day laying in my bed, re watching Friends for the hundredth time, while drinking tea. It was the perfect Sunday, i even managed to forget which day it was tomorrow, but when my mom woke me Monday morning, i wanted to kill everyone on this planet.
"Gah!" I moaned and rolled over, covering my eyes with my pillow. "Why do i have to go to school? I don't want to" "You have to go to school because I'll get arrested for being a bad mother if you don't show up" My mom says as she opens my window, causing a tornado to swipe over my room.
"SHUT THE WINDOW! SHUT THE WINDOW!" i scream as i pull the blankets tighter around my body. "Nope, get your ass out of bed, you're going to school"
I huff as i put my feet on the cold floor and get out of bed with the blankets still wrapped around me.
"What are you doing?" Mom asks me. "Going to the bathroom" answer as i walk past her. I feel like a zombie. " Okay" she says, shaking her head and walking away. She has i weird daughter, i can agree with her on that.
I go through my normal routine, applying some concealer, eyeliner and mascara before putting on a hint of red lipstick. I don't use a lot of makeup, i really like my skin and i don't see the point of covering it when i have nothing to hide.
I then brush my long, blonde hair, which takes forever because it's really thick and gets extremely tangled every night.
Now i only have to decide wich clothes I'm going to wear.
I spend five whole minutes just standing in front of my closet, looking at my clothes, before i decide to wear one of my favourite sweaters. It has flowers on the front and the back (wich i wouldn't normally like, but these are a kind of burgundy red and really cool) and with black sleeves. It's perfect for a day like this, when the wind is blowing and the sky is grey.
I decide to pair it with some black skinny jeans and my dr. Martens. I never thought of myself as a dr. Martens kind of girl, i was more a converse girl, but i thought they would go best with the rest of my outfit.
"Sorry" i whisper to my converse as I tie my laces. " I'll wear you tomorrow, i promise" somehow I feel bad for not using them, we have been inseparable since the day i got them, but that is what you have to pay for pulling of an outfit.
I quickly eat breakfast and brush my teeth before i walk out in the fresh morning air and start my way to school. I always leave home 15 minutes before school starts, even though it only takes five minutes to walk. I hate being late, and I really enjoy having some time to talk to people before we have to start class.
When i get there, neither Hannah or Renee are there. This doesn't come as a shock, Hannah doesn't go to the same class as me and Renee, we're in parallel classes. Me and Renee are in B and Hannah is in C. (We all know B stands for Best)
I spend some time talking to Jenny, the person in my class feel closest to except from Renee, before i feel something crash into me.
Yes, it's Renee.
" Good morning sunshine! " she says and get off me. "Good morning to you too" say, pulling myself to my feet. This is how Renee usually arrives, by tackling me and then saying good morning. Most days i manage to avoid getting tackled, but today i forgot to pay attention. " Are you ready to be tortured for five hours? "She asks and we walk into the classroom together.
The day is uneventful, except from a fight in the cafeteria and someone sending up fireworks in the hallway. With other words, a completely normal day.
Most of the people in my school are actually nice, MOST of them, not everyone.
When the last class is done, we go to my house to pick a new dare. "Who want's to pick this time? " Hannah asks. " i can do it" Renee says and picks a note.
A sly smile spreads across her face as she reads it out loud: "pink, blue or red. what colour suits you best? Choose one and dye your hair."
Well fuck, fuck, fuckity, fuck.
I really like my natural hair colour, and even though I've been wanting to dye it for a while, the thought of actually doing it scares the crap out of me.
"who's dare was that?" Hannah says, a mixture of fear and excitement visible in her eyes. "Not mine" i say, and we both stare at Renee. "Hihi" she laughs. " You have to do it" and she is right, we have to do it.
A few minutes later, we're on our way to "Witchy bitchy" where they sell temporary hair colours, there is no way im colouring my hair permanent.
On the way, we pass one of the boys in my class' house, and nothing could have prepared us for what was about to happen.
As we pass the house, we hear someone shouting from above us: "Renee" they shout, and a second later we're bombarded with bananas.
Yes FUCKING BANANAS!
We scream a warrior scream, and when a banana lands on Renees head, we break down laughing.
"We're under attack, run bitches. RUN!" we scream as we run as fast as we can.
I would do anything do know what goes on inside of boy's tiny heads.
We finally manage to get to the shop, where we buy hair dye that will last for a month. I get pink, hannah gets turquoise and Renee gets flaming red.
We decide to take another way home.
"Who goes first?" Renee asks. " I think you should do it, it was your idea in the first place" Hannah says and we start dying her hair.
Half an hour later, it's my turn. I can feel my hands trembling and i take deep breaths to try to calm myself down. "Ready?" Hannah asks, the dye in her hand. "No, but let's just get this Over with"
I close my eyes when i feel the cold moisture hit my hair. This is fucking scary. " I'm just saying that if you mess this up, I'll kill you" " I know " Hannah says and chuckles.
"You can open your eyes now" i hear a voice say. I don't even remember shutting them. "I don't want to" i whisper. But three seconds later, i open them, and start laughing. My hair is a bright bubblegum pink colour, and it frames my face perfectly, it's actually really pretty.
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sorry if you think this is a boring dare, but i just had to write it, because it really happened. everything, even the banana attack. Anyways, vote and comment until your fingers hurt.
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