chapter 1

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"We've been friends for so long I can't remember which one of us is the bad influence."

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Kellie Bowman P.O.V.

One of my best friends, Margie puts down four more Heineken in the middle of our circle.

"We could have bought some pink champaign," Eleanor argues, opening up the Heineken for us.

"I let you come here, the least you could do is not complain." Margie snaps, Eleanor and Margie are sisters but not full blood. Her mom was having an affair, Eleanor came from the affair guy while Margie came from her mom real husband.

"Eleanor this. Eleanor that." Alice, my other best friend mocks Margie, making me laugh as I continue to write the paper slips.

We're going to play truth or dare, but we're writing paper slips so we don't take a lot of time to think some... After all, we're in our fifth beer or more, I've lost count.

"I'm donnnnee." Eleanor sings, I look at her to see her bottle already empty but goes for another one.

"Hey!" I exclaim, grabbing ahold of the one she opened for me or she'll drink it.

"Let's play already," Margie says as she puts all the folded papers in the jar.

"I'm going first." Alice points out, she puts her hand in the jar, mixing the papers before pulling one out.

"Read it out loud," I say, trying to move closer just to find out what it says.

"Have I ever slept with one of your family members?" Alice's face goes completely red but we're too over the moon to really think about what we're going to say.

"Uhh, yeah. Sorry Margie and Eleanor but your brother is mighty fine. And good in bed." Alice confesses making me laugh.

"Wait so we both slept with him? I'm dead. DEAD." I say in between laughing.

"It's okay, I slept with your dad." I look at Margie who's looking at us with a serious look.

"Which one?" I ask her.

"Both." Margie replies.

"OKAY! It's okay, my mom is already cheating on him- Welp it's an open relationship." I shrug my shoulders, the confession not bothering me much.

"She's joking." "I'm joking." Eleanor and Margie say at the same time.

"Shame. Shame. Shame." I shake my head with a giggle.

"Okay, your turn." I tell Eleanor.

Eleanor digs in, opening it and reading it out loud.

"Did I ever find a teacher hot?"

"Mr.Rogers!" I answer for her.

"Did you take out the paper?" Alice looks at me with a funny look.

"We're going to have the same answer. What's your answer, Eleanor." I first tell Alice before looking at my best friend sister.

"Mr.Roggers was mighty fine." Eleanor mocks Alice.

We go around the circle at least three more times, just doing questions and funny dares.

Like kissing the person across you, send a google nude to whoever we choose, ask someone out on a date, strip to our underwear, and so on.

"Okay, I'm ready. Last person for the last round." I dig in the jar, taking out one of the few papers left.

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