It was nine pm. Shailie was staring into the left window of the front porch of the Garson's home. Watching the family laugh at the tv. The family that used to be hers. She sighed and a tear slid down her face. Turning away, she climbed onto the swing that had been built for her when she was seven. Pushing her dirty bare feet into the cold dirt, she swung high into the air, smiling faintly at the rush of air that blew her thin hair back. Staring out at the sky, she thought about her life, her life before she died.

"You'll do anything will you?" Keeley smirks, a mischievous glint lighting up her brown eyes. "I dare you, Jade Elsie Brooke, to break into Trystan Woods house and steal a pair of his boxers without him finding out." Jade Brooke was the dare devil who had never turned down a dare, no matter how bad it was. So when a simple game of truth of dare ends up flipping her life upside down in the form of a dare, she has no one to blame but herself. Trystan Woods was the boy out of reach for most, who stood at the top of the high school food chain. Everyone loves him, and he was the football team captain. Jade had never interacted with him, until the day she was dared to break into his house and steal his underwear. The only flaw in the plan? When he catches her in his room holding his boxers. || Humour #1 || // this story is in major need of editing and sucks quite badly so read at your own risk you have been warned \\