Truth or Dare?

Belle's a Hobo.

Belle's Point Of Veiw.

Oh no.

"I dare you to..." "Is it true that you think..." "I triple dog dare you to go and..."

I shuddered at the horrible though of what all my family could do to me. Truth or Dare. Pink had decided that we were playing-

"BELLE! TRUTH OR DARE??" Pink screamed at me, way to excited. "DARE!" I shouted back, fearless as always. Reminds me of a song...

"I dare you to..." There was a long moment of pause as she put the tip of her finger on her bottom lip, thinking. ... "I GOT IT!!" She screamed at the top of her 1000 story lungs. "I dare you to run up and down the town, wearing a hobo suit, screaming, 'OMG! OMG! OMG! I AM A FROG! MEOW! I CAN FLY, BUT I CAN'T SWIM!!'"

My eyes widened in excitment. This is a FUN dare. But then I had a thought; "What happens if I don't do it?"

She thought for a moment at the question I had asked. "Hmmmm.....You have to eat your piano. With a rusty spoon." She closed her eyes and nodded 3 times slowly, probably thinking about me trying to eat a PIANO with a SPOON. I sighed and ran of to get my hobo costume.

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When I came back I was covered in mud, wearing shagged, too big clothes, and a silly little hobo bindle. I had it draped over my arm like a soldier and his gun. When I came back down everybody looked like they wanted to eaither kill themselves or laugh to death. Either would be fatal.

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Pink's Point Of Veiw

I waited for my sister to come back down dressed like a hobo. I like hobos. But they can't afford cable, making me depressed, and me liking them a bit less. Belle says I'm shallow; what does that even mean? Not deep? What does she know?!? Grr.... That is why I decided to get back at her with this dare. I knew she would never pick truth, she's to...big headed. She is so wrapped up in her little adventures that she picks out the UGLIEST clothes!! What is wrong with her? Grr!!

She came back down in at least 4 minutes dressed like a hobo. I'm not sure WHERE she got that stuff, but I wanted to burn that certain place to the ground, then shove the ashes up a cat's butt. Man do I HATE cats. Grr!! Rico laughed.

"Belle, do I WANT to know WHY you have that?" He said, subsiding his laughter, but cracking a smile. Belle smiled to, "Nope!!" She giggled and slip down the railing of the stairs she had gone up to get to her bedroom. "Soooooooooooooooooooooooooo, WHERE ARE WE DOIN THIS?"

I swear she is insane; she drowned out the 'SO' and screamed the rest at a blaring sound and speed, looking all to excited. Grr. "We are going to the outside of town, then YOU will run through town screaming. Got it?" I asked, thinking about how stupid she could be. She wouldn't get it.

Rico shot me a look. Stupid mind-reading brother. Grr. "YEAH I GOT IT!! IT WILL BE SO MUCH FUN!! I CANNOT WAIT TILL EVERYBODY SEE'S ME! THEY WILL SMILE AND IT WILL BRIGHTEN UP THEIR DAY!!" She shouted again. Gosh, does she have to scream so much? I scream to, but at least I look CUTE doing it! She has to go and look like a ragdoll that had been eaten, pooped out, and "recycled". Ew......

Belle ran out the door at lightning speed, or maybe faster. We all chased to keep up with her, but she had a 15 mile headstart; at the very least. Grr.

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When we finally caught up with Belle she was siiting on the EXACT edge of town. HOW did she DO THAT?!? GRRRRRRR.

"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY!!" Belle shouted at us, making me want to tear out my ear drums. Her voice fills me with such anger sometimes. "OKAAAAAYYY! LET'S DO THIS THING!!" She shouted, sounding determined. She ran up and down all the streets, throwing her hobo bindle into the air; it didn't look as if it would ever come down. She ran all through the town. Into every store, every house, every PUBLIC RESTROOM screaming,

"OMG! OMG! OMG! I AM A FROG! MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW!! I CAN FLY BUT CANNOT SWIIIIIM!! HELP MEEE! IM DROWNING!!"

Why did she have to go and add stuff!?! It made her look better!! Grrrr. Everybody laughed and smiled at her, definately in a better mood. Then something struck me. A big old lightnin bulb flashed in my head. BING BING BING! This was a HUGE town, she had to run through it, and I had to watch. Oh, boy.

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Probably around 6 hours later a Belle came, running towards us, hardly out of breath.

"Ok. Now can we all go home so I can change? It's my turn after I'm in my tank and shorts again!" She jumped up and down, doing her victory dance. Grrr! She was SUCH an embarrassment! And ALL the guys at school like HER! Why can't they ever like me??

I stopped my fretting and followed the rest back home. This was gonna be a very LONG, very EVENTFUL, very DREADFUL game of Truth Or Dare.