************************************This chapter is inspired by
"Worst Story on Wattpad"
Enjoy;)
p.s:
always remember to smile,
you worth it b
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ELLE'S PERSPECTIVE
Finally,
We finished setting the place up.
Plush cushions equally spread to make a circle,
The empty Rosè bottle placed perfectly in the middle, prepared for spinning, and the lighting toned down a little, to bring out that teen-agey (well, 25 and below) atmosphere.
Now, Jay and I are finishing writing down Truth and Dare notes on cute, coloured pieces of paper.
"That should be enough,"
he sighs with satisfaction.
"Hurry up,
So we can call Dia and that,
Let's not waste time."
I thoughtlessly yet neatly
scribble the very last dare before carefully rolling it up and placing it on top of the other deadly consequences, kept in place by a straw hat.
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HER PERSPECTIVE
Manong Jay and Elle had called me and my other friends to join them for a game.
"What game?"
I ask, curious and a little anxious.
They look at each other with delight and grin mischievously.
"You'll just have to wait and see,"
Was all i had been able to receive from them.
As i entered my own bedroom, i instantly noticed that the normal innocent, harmless atmosphere had almost completely changed.
Dawn,
Jacques,
Tyg,
Rhea and
JL
had also been lured by curiosity.
And so,
the 8 of us began
the game.
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JL'S PERSPECTIVE
This is by far the
Worst
Game I have ever played.
Because she chose 'truth',
D was forced to rate me
school-grade style.
I was expecting an A*.
Yeah,
I got a D-.
Ouch.
Why she gotta rate me after her own name though??
Anyways, I took a sly glance at the straw
'Hat of Doom'
(as we decided to call it)
To see what other type of dares could be responsible for scarring us for life.
Heh? What does this one say..
"Kiss on the per-"
"PSST!"
Shoot.
Jay caught me trying to read it.
I grit my teeth, attempting to smile apologetically
but I think he takes it the wrong way and just pulls a funny face.
He turns his head and his focus now fixated at Jacques, who pulled out an unlucky dare,
"Lick the person on your right's foot,"
Poor Jacques.
Even worse for Rhea.
Way worse for D who has no choice but to just helplessly watch it happen right front of her.
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