Age is Just a Number

The Dare

Beca Mitchell and Stacie Conrad are two of the most popular girls at Barden  High. Every guy wants to date them. Every girl wants to be them.

It was the last weekend before, a new school year starts. They were getting ready to enter their senior year. Both girls had mixed of emotions. They couldn't wait to start school due to the fact that the were like queens to everyone there, even the teachers. But they were also a littler scared of what happens after school is over, When it time to enter the real world.

Beca was laying on her bed, when Stacie bounced into her room. The girls lived together, because Stacie's parents just didn't care. Beca's parents died when Beca was young. Her grandmother took her in for a while, but when she fell ill, she sighed a paper stating that Beca was able to take care of herself. Her grandmother left her a pretty big some of money. She would never want for anything, even with all the money, Beca still felt like she was missing something.

"So , I was thinking," the cheerful brunette said, as she laid down beside her.

"Oh no" the Smaller brunette teased.

"Beca, I think I came up with a real good idea"

"Oh, I just have to hear this one" she said, rolling her eyes.

"Shut up, now there is this new club on South land rd."

"Yeah, I know it, called the Cherry Time ?"

"Well how about we go tonight, you know check things out" Stacie asked, as she sat up. Looking down at her.

"Stacie, you have to be twenty-one to get in." Beca said, as she also sat up. Stacie  just nodded. " In case you forgot, we are seventeen, which means we can't go"
"Beca, I know how old we are. doesn't mean they know." she smirked. Beca just raised her eyebrow. "See these I.D's I have said, that you and I are twenty-one."

Beca took them in and studied them, "How do you get them, they look so real"

"That boy Brandon or Bert, whatever his name is"

"You mean Benji"

"Yeah, him well he has a little crush on me, I just flirted with him. Then he made them for me. So what do you think?"

"Stacie, we could get in trouble" she said, biting her lip.

"Beca for once in your life, live a little. Let's put all our worries aside, go to this place get drunk, and maybe hook up" Stacie said, as she winked at her

"Hook up, no Stacie, I'll go to listen to the music, maybe have a couple of drinks. But I'm not going to hook up with some stranger."

"Oh, Beca, come on one night, just pretend we are someone else, then meet a good-looking girl, for some hot sex. What do you say?"

"Stacie," she protested

"Beca, you haven't had sex in almost a year, you know you need it." Stacie teased. " I dare you to go to this club tonight, find a good looking girl or guy, which ever you prefer, and go home with them. You don't have to have sex, just go home with him."

"I dare you" Beca challenged back

"Hey, I'm doing it. I'm very horny" Stacie laughed, as Beca rolled her eyes. " If you don't do the dare, you have to wash my car, and wash my clothes, and I'll move Jessica to code captain."

"Stacie, you can't do that." Beca said, as glared at her friend. "Fine, whatever, I'll do it, because I'm not washing your clothes."

"YES, WE ARE TOTALLY GETTIN SOME TONIGHT" Stacie yelled, as she ran to her room.