Truth or Dare

 

“Truth or Dare”

“Definitely DARE”

“I dare you toooo…... prank call Mr. Harrison”

              I stared at her with my mouth agape, my chips packet slipping from between my fingers and hitting the wooden floor, spilling all over the floor. Lily-Rose Johnston smirked at me from across the pink table. Everything in Sarah Jane Cabot’s room was obnoxiously pink. Even her clothes are varying shades of pink! But now, I wasn’t thinking about SJ’s pink obsession. Or anything but the fact that I had just been dared to call up the neighbourhood crank at 12 am as a joke! Did that girl even know how many times I was going to be killed for this? I mean, we aren’t even supposed to be AWAKE right now. My best friend, Dora, poked me in the side, then looked up to Lily- Rose, who was laughing so hysterically, it would be pointless to try to talk to her. Instead, she turned to Sarah Jane. “SJ, your bestie  just broke my bestie. Fix her!” she demanded. SJ merely grinned and punched me in the arm. That shook me out of my stupor. I gaped at Lily- Rose, then smirked, as a realization dawned upon me. I lunged forward and snatched Lily’s phone. Ignoring her squeals, I scramble to the bathroom, and lock myself in. Disregarding the bangs and yells outside, I dial Mr. Harrison’s number. As it rings, I giggle at the saccharine veiled threats and obscenities being hurled at me by Lily- Rose.

 

 “What the hell do you think you’re doing, calling at 12:15 in the morning?” came a grumpy voice.

I deepened my voice to disguise it from him. Coupled with the fact that I was using Lily- Rose’s phone, he’d never know it was me, plus the fact that Lils was no tell-tale, he’d never know it was me

“RUDE! You didn’t even say hello!”

“You’d be the same if some idiot decided to call at midnight. What do you want?”

“Just wanted to inform you that your kitchen is not on fire”

A beat. “WHAT!?”

“Your kitchen is not on fire”

“You called me at TWELVE FIFTEEN IN THE MORNING TO TELL ME MY KITCHEN IS NOT ON FIRE!?”

“Um, ya. Pretty much.”

    “Why you little-” I disconnected the call still sniggering. I opened the bathroom door only to be assaulted by a furious Lily- Rose. . Mr Harrison………… is our principal. He knew Lily’s number. I was gonna get slaughtered, and it was not going to be pretty.

    For the first time, Im regretting what I just did. Lily- Rose maybe small, but her temper is as wild as her vividly red hair. Eep! Once when a girl nearly 5 years older than us bullied SJ, Lily- Rose karate kicked her, gave her a wedgie, wiped her face in the mud, yanked half her hair out and stuffed her in a dumpster! As my mom said, ‘That girl’s got spunk.’ She glared at me in a towering rage. She looked ready to kill, and the others girls were making frantic throat slitting motions behind her. “Um, gotta go!” I squeaked, and dashed by her, out the door. I know its something past midnight, and my parents are NOT going to be happy having me rush home early from the sleepover, but I value my life more than my dignity.