1 - D A R E
"I can't wait to get this party started!" I yell through my dorm room to my best friend, Harper.
"Same!" I hear her yell back.
Harper and I are in college, both studying psychology. Her because she's interested in the mind and me because I lost a bet with my brother.
Yeah I know, tragic. It was a stupid bet too though I wouldn't change it for the world as I met my soulmate, friends wise anyway.
"Let's make a bet," my brother, Connor, breaks the silence pulling my attention away from the TV.
"Yeah, ok," I respond, wanting to get back to the game that was currently on.
"If my New York Giants win, you have to go to college and study a subject of my choosing-"
"Why would you make that as your part of the deal?"
"Dad wants you getting educated, I want your room and you're stupid as fuck so you wouldn't be able to pass it which would be funny." I just stare at Connor like he grew two heads before nodding at him to continue. "Anyway, if your Carolina Panthers win, well that's up to you."
"FIFTEEN PERCENT OF YOUR WAGE FOR TWO MONTHS!" I yell out of nowhere, his job is really good pay and he gets paid every two weeks which is also good, getting money for doing nothing? Yes please.
He lets out a sigh before rolling his eyes then holds his hand out for to shake, to seal the deal.
As you can tell, I lost but to be honest, I'm happy I lost.
"Ok, I'm ready to go," Harper cuts my train of thoughts as she stumbles toward the dorm door where I currently am in her eight inch heels, how?
As you can tell, Harper goes all in with her outfits. She was currently wearing a black bodysuit that was slightly see-through although her black bra underneath covered the necessary parts, on the body suit was a simple design creating triangles attached to each other and standalone ones. She also wore a grey pencil type skirt that curved upwards a little in the middle, it reached mid-thigh making sure to show off her tan legs. Harper wore a black, simple choker and left her hair down in beach waves, she looked so motherfucking gorgeous I was questioning my sexuality.
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