It Began With a Dare

Chapter 3: Here comes the house mites!

Finally! Chapter 3 is up! Phewwww, had a bit of writer's block. This chapter is more like a filler.. It's a bit boring... But just try to 'survive' with it first? :P Next chappy will get better :D

Presenting: Chapter 3!

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'Boy, aren't we digustingly sticky,' Jessie grumbled, smelling herself. 'We are so gonna take forever to clean ourselves up!'

Jessie and I were at my house, standing in the living room. We were a sticky and delicious mess. Cream, flour, rainbow sprinkles , chocolate sauce, you name what's in a ordinary cake, it's on our bodies. We ended up having this really heated cake fight at tricia's. Yeah, yeah, it's really wasteful and a sin for doing that, but Ella started it first, just because I said something not very 'nice' about her favourite boy band. to her, I guessed that it was pretty insultive. If you ask me, I wouldn't say that my comment is insultive...Fine, maybe just a weeny tiny little bit?

Jessie had came to my house for a little sleepover tonight. Tricia was having a date tonight, with a rather cute and sweet guy from our year. Ella, on the another hand, needed to rush home to complete her everlasting pile of work and projects, that girl missed school for the past week cos of  a terrible flu!

'Yeah, i know right. You take the bathroom upstairs while I take the one here at the back okay?' I informed Jessie, handing her a towel from the counter. She started to unzip her bag, for the search of fresh clothes, I guess.

'Oh shit,' Jessie swore, then sighed. 'Crys, mind sparing me some clothes for the night? I totally forgotten about mine. I left them back home-on my bed!'

I rolled my eyes and laughed. Typical Jessie. I headed to my room, pulling out a hot pink tank top and black sport shorts, before tossing them to Jessie, who was leaning against my door frame.

1 hour later

'Gosh, Crys. That was the longest shower I have ever took in my whole life!' Jessie exclaimed.

We were now back in my room, wearing fresh plained coloured tank tops and sport shorts, dry blowing our damp hair, and relaxing on my bean bags.

'Yep,' I argeed, popping the 'p'. 'I bet Tricia and Ella are experiencing that in the shower too.'

'Anyways, I'm done. And I'm hungry! How about some Pizza, Crys?' Jessie asked and stood  up, pulling out the plug out from the socket before putting the mini hair dryer she brought with her into her bag.

'Sure,' I replied, still dry blowing my waist length hair. Argh, at tims like this, I wished my hair were like Jessie's shoulder length hair. I was taking practically forever just to get my damn hair dried. But at the same time, I couldn't bear to watch my hair being snipped off! I sighed, watching Jessie make the phone call on her Blackberry while I wonder when is my hair going to dry.

'Done!' Jessie peeled the phone away from her ear. She looked at me. ' You're still not done dry blowing your hair, Crys? Let me help you with it.' She walked over, grabbed the hair dryer out of my hair and knelt down behind me, running her fingers through my hair.

We stayed in this comfortable silence for the next 5 minutes, the muffled sound of the hair dryer filling the air.

'Today has been pretty eventful for your birthday, huh, Crys?' Jessie said, breaking the silence which i was mentally starting to enjoy.

I cringed mentally as I knew we were going back to the subject again. Back at Tricia's place, the girls had been bombing me with questions still. They still couldn't get over it. I've pretty much gotten over the kiss, but the girls seemed more excited than I am. Hey, I was the one experiencing the kiss, shouldn't I be the more excited one? What's more, no matter how much or how good the kiss was, I won't meet the guy again. So, no big deals anyway.