The "plan"

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Jensen^^^^^

Neariah's POV:

 We ran inside the house. It was super warm and cozy, surprisingly, the air smelt wonderful. It had big chandeliers, nice couches, soft looking carpet, marble solid floors in the kitchen, food! and did I mention, food! 

We followed Hunt up stairs. "Why are we up here?" I whispered. "We're about to play a game." Hunt whispered back. I sighed.

We walked down the super dark hallway, can't believe we didn't run into anything. He stopped and we ran into each other.

He opened the door and the smell of of alcohol and doe filled the air. He pushed us in and closed the door behind him. 

"Welcome to the dark side, get a drink from the table over there." A girl with a onesie on, said. We nodded and did what she said, the same ole daquiris were there and I smiled at my jar full of colorful drank and delicious candy.

Everyone was on the floor, Bec and I sat next to Hunt, who was sitting next to Dee and Fire. I looked around and Jean was sitting next to the girl in the onesie.

" Lets be cliche tonight, so, we're gonna play truth or dare with this liquor bottle. And if all goes well, we can play hide and seek outside or inside." Onesie girl said. 

Everyone nodded and drunk their drinks and  started smoking. I looked at Bec and she nodded, she grabbed the blunt and hit it, choking once she pulled away.

I wanted to laugh but I didn't want to embarrass her. She gave it to me and I puffed it and it went out my nose, Bec's mouth flew open and I shrugged, it was our first time.

I passed it to Hunter who ended up making a dam smoke circle, dam show off. 

"Okay, who wants to spin first." "I do!" Jean cheered and I giggled at his excitement. "Okay." Onesie chuckled.

He leaned forward and spun the bottle. It landed on this guy with glasses. Jean smirked.

"Aye, can you see without those?" The guy shook his head, "Nah." "Alright, truth or dare." He looked around and I smiled at him.

"Dare." "Perfect, I dare you to take your glasses off, dial the numbers that we call out to you and when the person answers, you have to pretend that they had just won a million dollars, but make it convincing, give them an address to one of your family member's home so that they could get their "money." There were whoops and ayyes from everybody. The guy shrugged and took off his glasses, tried his best to dial the numbers and we waited for the person to answer.

He had them on speaker. "Hello?" The old man's voice blared through the phone, everyone grabbed their mouth to stop laughing. "Yes, I'm calling you on this lovely night to tell you that you just won a million dollars!!!" He yelled in a country accent. I closed my eyes, this was pure gold. "W-what? A what now?" The old man asked, confusedly. "You just won a million dollars!!" He yelled "happily" again. "A million shells?!" The old man screamed. "Yes sir!" "Sir? I-i'm a woman." I snorted and Bec kicked me. "Oh my, ma'am i'm so sorry. But you just won a million dollars!" "H-how?" She stuttered. "Your medication check has come and the government decided to pay you for all the years you have worked! Just go to 4287 Grapevine Drive to get your money." "N-now?" "Yes ma'am." "B-but its 2 in the evening." I fell back. "That's why you have to go get it, hurry, you have an hour so get to driving, beautiful." "A-ah, okay, I'm on my way now." "Great! Just tell them Bob Duncan sent you to get your social security money." "O-okay, thank you, son." "Pleasures all mines. Go get that money, ma'am. Have a good evening!" He said happily. 

He hung up the phone and everyone busted out laughing. "Dam your good." Jean said, giving the guy his glasses back and shaking his hand.

"Next." He said, pointing to Hunter. He leaned forward and spun the bottle. It landed on this light skinned girl. He blushed and she giggled.

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