Dani’s sister, Florence left me unsure of what I should do and not do. I either become someone I’m not and fit in with Queen B otherwise known as Amy and her crew or be the good girl I really am and be friends with Dani and get where I want to in life. Being who I really am and being friends with the right kind of people seems like a better choice.
After standing there for awhile and finally deciding on what the hell I’m doing with my life, I quickly grab my clutch and make my way out of the house leaving Amy and her crew to their game of truth and dare to just them.
As I pushed past sweaty and drunk bodies I finally made it out the house in one piece without feeling traumatized but as I began walking back home, the sound of Bryce’s voice could be heard.
“Leaving so early?” I take a deep breath and turn effortlessly to face him.
“Yeah” I short answer him.
“Wow, that kiss must’ve really pissed you off.” He chuckles and I screw my face up at him.
“It didn’t piss me off, what’s pissing me off is all you accusing me of being jealous because of the kiss!” I reply, annoyance clear in my voice.
“Whatever Cc, I saw the way your eyes darted at me after the kiss and the daggers you were shooting at Amy just with your eyes…those beautiful brown eyes.” He whispers, pushing a bit of hair behind my ear. I couldn’t move it was like my feet were glued to the ground.
“I..I wasn’t jealous…” I stammer quietly.
“Really? Then why are you leaving?” He questions, his face now inches away from mine. His breath fanning over my face.
“I’ve got work to do.” I say finally breaking out of my still position. I began walking away from him on my way back to my dorm. Bryce didn’t say anything instead he just made his way back into the frat house.
I was glad he didn’t follow me or continue talking to me but a part of me was wishing he did follow me.
I throw myself on to my bed feeling nothing but tired. It was 2 in the morning.
“Crap!” I mutter into my pillow. I have lectures first thing in the morning.
“Cc!” someone’s voice awakens me just as I was drifting off into my sleep.
“Cc open the door!” the voice yells again. Dani….it’s Dani. What in the world is she doing here at 2 in the morning. I slowly get off my bed and trudge over to the door.
“Yes?” I answer not in the mood for any more human interactions. All I want to do is sleep.
“I have just been informed that you went to the stupid frat party with Amy and her crew, oh and played a game of truth and dare!” She says, sounding pissed.
“I didn’t exactly play it….and I just wanted to see what the party was like.” I shrug.
“Cc, I told you to stay away from them.” She sighs, rubbing her hands over her face.
“I am, Dani, tonight was just to see if I wanted to be in a group like that and I don’t want to so relax.” I assure her while she rolls her eyes.
“Cc, it’s not a chance for you to see what you want, it’s a trap. That’s the first freaking step to become like them and now your just shrugging about it to me, you’re getting closer and closer to becoming like them.” She raises her voice slightly.
“Dani seriously, I’m becoming like them, I have never been to a frat party so it was just an opportunity to see if I enjoy them and I don’t, I was there for 2 hours standing there like a loner before I got invited into a pointless truth and dare game that wasn’t fun at all and I left right after I spoke to- you know what I don’t even have to explain tonight to you if your just going to lecture me for “being” like them when I’m not!” I slightly shout back. She sighs in frustration. After a few seconds her eyebrows are furrowed together.
“Whom did you speak to?” She questions.
“Dani, I’m tired, I just want to sleep” I whine, clearly over this conversation.
“Cc who did you speak to?” She pushes.
“Your sister, Florence” I sigh, leaning my head on the doorframe, my eyes slowly opening and closing.
“You spoke to her?!” She yells.
“Okay seriously, now your sister is bad to talk to? She’s your sister and yes I did.”
“She’s not my sister.” She mumbles.
“What do you mean she isn’t your sister? There is bloody resemblance between the two of you.” I state.
“I mean she is but she isn’t. I have spoken to her since Josh died.” She says.
“Josh?” Who the hell is josh? Cousin? Friend? Sibling?
“Our brother” she confirms my thoughts.
“Oh…how did he…you know?”
“Car accident” She tells me, tears beginning to brew in the corner of her eyes.
“Oh but why don’t you talk to Florence anymore since Josh passed?”
“Because she is part of Amy’s group”
“And that has to do with Josh’s death?” I ask confused.
“Amy and her little group are the reason my brother is dead.”
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ONE CHANCE
Teen Fiction"What happens in the dark should not be brought into the light."
