Bad - irwin

One

"okay, angel, truth or dare?"

"dare"

stacy thought for a while, thinking up a good enough dare to throw at her friend, it was often hard to find dares for her, considering her friend, angel, was the schools badass dont give a shit girl so she basically did whatever.

angel tapped her perfectly black painted nails on the school cafeteria tables waiting for her dare. the group of students that sat at that table usually played a game or two of truth or dare at lunch to pass the time.

stacy sat up straight, facing angel once again. "okay, i dare you to go over to him" she started, pointing over to the curly dark blonde haired boy that sat at the back of the cafeteria room. "and place a small bag of weed in his pocket" she finished.

angel scoffed, moving part of her white hair out of her face, as she uncrossed her legs and stood up from her seat.

"thats the lamest dare ever, stacy" angel said as she rummaged through her bag to grab the small packet of weed that was lying carelessly in her bag.

she walked down the hall of the cafeteria, her boots making slight noise as she walked, students stared - like always - at angel as she walked down, football jokes wolf whistled at her like she was some type of meat, but angel was used to it, her good looks always overpowered her, her perfect body but sassy attitude was something all the boys wanted.

"hey" she smiled at the curly haired boy that her friend dared her to go up to.

he looked up slightly from his book, his nerdy glasses pressed up at the bridge of his nose, although his slightly ripped my chemical romance shirt caught angels attention.

she smiled down at him, before sneakily setting the bag of drugs in his pocket as she made small conversation with him. without a goodbye, she stood up from her seat walking back to her table of smirking friends.