Truth or Dare?

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Hello all! :) Well this is the first chapter of this book and this first chapter is really just to get the ball rolling and start it off but I can promise you it will get interesting...much more interesting. Thank you to everyone who is reading this I truly appreciate it and enjoy!

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Chapter 1 - Not edited yet :)

"Nup." I once again replied with the same response,

"Please Tiff?" My so called best friend nagged once more as if she wasn't a young adult,

"No Cass,"

"C'mon I'm asking nicely,"

"And I'm replying nicely, no." She looked up at me,

'"Tiff." was all she said,

"Cass."

"You know how much I've wanted to go to this party, and I can't go alone, please do this for me." As much as I wanted to sit in bed on a Saturday night cuddled up and reading, she has literally been begging me about this party for the past week and I guess I had to succumb to her nagging ways.

"Fine." she squealed so loud I was sure she burst my ear drums and I rolled my eyes at her immaturity.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you! You won't regret it!" I've heard that one before.

Within five minutes she had raided my closet and had chosen a short ebony skirt with a bold purple singlet that had the words 'I'm glamorous and I know it' written on it. She then pulled out a pair of black stilettos and looked proud of how she had done.

"I refuse to wear that." I simply said, I mean don't get me wrong it was a nice outfit it just wasn't very Tiffany. She groaned and shot me a glare,

"Be thankful I'm even going. I'm choosing what I'm wearing and that's that."

"Ugh, fine just look presentable! Alright I'm off, thank you again Tiff, and curl your hair!" She yelled her final words before walking out my door. I threw myself onto my bed and couldn't help but wonder how I have been friends with Cass for so long. It started in third grade when our parents worked together, we then actually noticed each other at school and it started with hatred when I wouldn't let her copy my homework, but then it very slowly grew into a friendship. 

Of course now I  have to accept the consequence that comes along with being her friend,  A.K.A going to a party on a Saturday night filled with a bunch of wasted teenagers. This party was one of the biggest of the year, Alex Grays is known for holding some of the craziest parties. Everyone knew they would have the emphasized good party features - loud music, drunk, crazy ass school kids, students making out and the most hilarious/peculiar moments.

The party begins at 10:00pm but of course we had to be fashionably late, giving me a solid two hours to get ready.

And so it begins.

I hopped in the shower and 40 minutes later finally came out feeling refreshed as ever.

I take long showers.

I begun blow drying my hair so I could curl it in time. Once that was done, I then ironed my golden strands one by one, and as I was about to start curling I realized how quiet it was. Dad was at work and this silence was just making me feel uneasy, so I took my phone out of my pocket and plugged it into the pair of speakers dad got my for my birthday last year. I needed up beat music to prepare myself to party. Hm. I scanned through my playlist and my eyes locked onto one song. I clicked play and the pounding beat begun.

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