For Real or For Publicity?

Chapter Fourty One

Joanne Belle Kameron

Just another ordinary day, I thought, looking out the rain-streaked window.

  We were stuck indoors thanks to the rain. Brandon had disappeared into the kitchen, leaving me alone in the room.

  Brandon came back a few minutes later with a few bottles of Coke and two packs of Partee Lollies.

  "Let's play Truth or Dare," he said with a smirk.

  "Sure. But what's with the food?"

  "Snacks," he replied simply.

  I nodded. "You go first!"

  "Okay. Truth or Dare?" he asked, munching on a Strawberry Lolly.

  "Um....Truth," I replied. I was never one to pick Dare.

  He thought about it for a moment. "Would you marry me if you got the chance?" he asked me finally.

  I stared at him, considering my options. "Yes."

  "Awesome," he said.

  "Okay, my turn," I said, sipping my glass of Coke. "Truth or Dare?"

  "Dare - of course," he said.

  "I dare you to prank call Elizabeth and pretend like you're firing her," I said.

  He stared at me, like he was shocked someone in a white, Sent from Heaven dress was giving him a serious dare.

  He picked up the phone and dialed a number. "Hello? Elizabeth? You're fired." He quickly ended the call.

  My jaw dropped. "Really? No, you're lying. You wouldn't dare!"

  He shot me a sly grin. "You know me so well," he said sarcastically.

  I smacked him lightly on the head.

~A few hours later~

I looked at the clock. 11:35pm. I yawned and stretched. "It's getting late. Let's get to bed."