Dares

She Got Laid

Bailey POV:

"WAKE UP!" Luke yells at me. I grumble some colourful words to her and stare at the white ceiling while he sings to me. "Wake up, say hello, the birds sing, along with meee," I groan again and roll out of bed onto the floor. Monday. Yuck. Eventually he leaves.

I sit on the floor for a minute before I lazily stand up and grab my Hydro Flask from the short storage table under the rack by my door. I sip the cold water and pull my phone from the charger. I stare at the follow request from Tate on Instagram. Why does he want to follow me? I dunno, probably so I will follow him and then he can unfollow me. I scoff and call Faith. Why won't she answer.

I continue scrolling and click on Ashton's story. First day of the last year of high school! It reads across the bottom. He has on a black, red bandana, black converse, flannel around his waist, and black skinnies. "OH SHIT! IT'S THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL" I yell.

"DON'T SWEAR!" Luke yells back.

I run to my closet and pull out some high waisted black jean shorts and a maroon crop top. I look at it and frown. Too typical. I pull out my black overalls and my jean ones. UGH. I call Faith again. Excuse me hoe? Now? I need help. "LUKE!" I call. "What?" He says coming into my room and leaning against the door frame of the closet. He has a white shirt and black skinnies. Typical. "I'd prefer you wear clothes." He says. "Luke I'm serious, I need help," I complain. "So am I," I glare and shoot him daggers. "Fine," he says and pulls out a pale, baby pink shirt, my white Converse, and throws them along with my black overalls at me. I thank him and he leaves. I let my brown hair flow down my back in it's natural loose waves. It's too late to shower.

I absolutely loathe school. I can hear my brother in his room across the hall slamming his dresser closed as I go into the bathroom that we share. "Why did you wake me up?" I yell across the hall as I brush my hair "Cause you are not skipping the first day like you did last year," he laughs. I scoff and put my contact lenses in over my blue eyes.

"Whatever," I mutter as Luke bangs on the door.

"OPEN UP YOU CRACKHEAD, I HAVE TO PEE!" He yells.

I unlock the door and he runs in "me me meh me," I say shaking my head and opening my black mascara.

"Eww Luke! Nobody wants to see that," I yell as he drops his pants.

"Everyone does," he laughs, closing the door to the toilet.

"Gross," I mutter, as I brush the black liquid on my lashes. Once he is finished he opens the door and washes his hands on his side of the double sinks we share. He washes his hands and pulls out his hair gel, brush, and comb from his drawer to style his messy hair into a quiff.

"You have football practice after school today don't forget," My mum shakes her finger at me. When I sit down at the table.

"I know, Faith only reminded me four thousand times," my mum laughs and shakes her head. Faith is our team captain, I am her co-captain, she always has to remind me about practice though.

I thank my mum as she hands me a banana. I run back upstairs and slip on my white converse, grab my keys off the hook, and my school bag. I open it up and groan. I open the cabinet of the table below and throw in my binder, pencils and notebooks I bought. Goodness how could I forget? We have shopped for the past few weeks. I run to my bed, grab my laptop from my bedside, and shove it in my bag. I grab my phone from the bathroom counter as I pass by where Luke is still styling his quiff.

"Bye mum," I kiss her on the cheek and leave the house through the garage door. I climb into my truck and throw my bag on the passenger seat. I open the garage door and begin to pull out but stop and roll down my window when I see Ashton's car.