Madeline Rose Belle's POV
"Honey! Are you ready yet?" I heard my mom yell from downstairs just as I zipped my bag.
"I'm ready. " I stated a bit breathlessly as I reached the first floor of our two floor house.
"Good. Now go text Haley and tell her you're in your way. " I did as told and we both got in the car to Haley's house.
You see, I was sleeping over at Haley's because my mom and dad were going on a cruise that is paid for by my dad's work for a month. Yes, a whole freaking month.
We pulled up to the Jones' mansion so I bid my mom and dad goodbye and rang the doorbell.
"Hey Mads. " I was greeted by the one and only Harry, Haley's twin brother.
"Hey, where's Mrs. Jones?" I asked, wanting to greet her to be polite. After all, I am crashing in their house for a month.
"She's at the spa with her yoga friends. " he answered as he picked up my bags and dropped them in the guest bedroom.
"Haley is in her room if you were wondering. " I nodded and thanked him before heading off to Haley's room.
"Hey Hal" I greeted as I sat down on her fluffy bed.
"Hey girl. Get ready, Michael Pratt is throwing a party at 8. " she stated as she began searching through her walk in closet for something to wear.
"Michael Pratt is throwing a party again? Does his parents even come home?" She nodded.
"They do. But they're also getting a divorce, which is why Michael is taking full advantage of their guilt. " Damn rich kids I say.
"And how exactly do you know all of this?" She gave me a knowing look. Why did I even ask that? Everyone knows that Hal is the number one gossip fan at Westlake. This girl likes her rumors. Being her bestfriend does have it's advantages I guess.
Plus nobody else would talk to me, being the scholarship girl and all. I'm not complaining though. Most students at school are quite snobby.
"Here, wear this. " she said, chucking two articles of clothing to me. It was a bralette and high waisted ripped jeans with the bottom cuffed.
"I am not wearing THAT. " I said, pointing to the bralette that was too revealing for me. She chucked me a crop top instead, which still exposes a lot of skin. Sighing, I took it and wore stilettos.
Haley first did her hair and makeup before proceeding to do mine, seeing as I knew absolutely nothing about makeup.
Once we were done, we headed downstairs to find Harry dressed in a pair of black ripped jeans and a button up. I had to admit, he looked pretty hot. If he wasn't Hal's brother, I would've crushed on him hardcore,but alas, the girl code comes first.
"Finally! You took three whole hours to get ready!" He exclaimed as he grabbed his car keys. We followed closely behind.
"So Mads, you got your eye on anybody?" Haley asked, wiggling her eyebrows. I rolled my eyes at her.
"No. " I dead panned.
"Come on. Not even one guy?" I shook my head as we arrived at the party.
It was on full swing. Beer,shots,dancing,dry humping. Like a typical high school party.
As soon as we arrived, we headed to the bar and got some drinks. I wanted to get absolutely wasted tonight.
"Hey do you think the clique will come?" I overheard one of the girls at the bar say to her friends. Glancing at Haley, I realized I wasn't the only one.
"Are you crazy?! Of course they won't. You know how they only stick to their kind. We're not good enough for them." The friend replied.
"I know, but I can't help it. Everyone in the clique is just so hot! It's like it's illegal to be average there. Not to mention Rave Achilles! He's like, the epitome of a Greek god, well, minus the tattoos of course. " I rolled my eyes as I took another shot. Girls like that annoy me the most.
"Come on! Let's go find Harry!" I nodded then was dragged be Haley to a room where a group of people were, including Harry.
"Watcha guys doin'?" Haley asked as we sat down in their circle.
"Playing truth or dare. Care to join?" We both nodded vigorously, the effects of alcohol setting in. Was I drunk?
One guy spun the bottle, landing on Harry.
"Okay bro, truth or dare?" Harry answered without hesitation.
"Dare. " None of us were shocked, we all knew Harry was an adventurous guy.
"I dare you to kiss Samantha." Harry turned to the now blushing Sam, who obviously had a thing for Harry.
"Sorry Sam. " he said before giving her a quick peck on the lips. Sam's already red face became more flushed.
"My turn!" Harry stated before spinning the bottle once more.
Not me. Not me. Please not me.
But alas, fate wasn't so kind.
It landed on me.
The devil himself turned to look at me with a smirk before speaking.
"So Mads, truth or DARE?" I had no idea what came over me. Maybe it was the alcohol. Or maybe I wanted to prove to everyone that I wasn't a killjoy despite being a wound up scholarship girl.
"Dare. " the room filled with oohs as Harry's smirk got wider.
"Are you sure about that?" I nodded. What could go wrong?
"I dare you to say hi to RAVE ACHILLES. " the room erupted in gasps, even Haley who was beside me let out her own.
"WHAT!? Are you crazy?" I yelled, the alcohol buzzing in my system.
"I asked you if you were sure Mads. Now do the dare. " he said smugly. That bastard.
"In case you haven't noticed, the clique doesn't go to highschool parties. " I replied.
"I'm giving you the whole day tomorrow to complete it. " I sighed.
"What's her forfeit?" Haley piped up. I let out a breath of relief. Anything was better than having to talk to Rave Achilles.
"She has to strip in front of the entire football team. " Maybe not.
Taking a deep breath, I prayed for the best.
"I'll do it. I'll talk to Rave. "
