I lean against the counter, bored to death for the next five minutes till I see Willow making her way over to me.
She smiles at me and walks just fine in heels. She is not drunk. Phew.
"We are playing truth or dare out back, come on." She says grabbing my hand.
"Truth or dare?"
"I didn't stutter and if you don't come then I am gonna send some drunk guys for you to deal with your way."
"Fine, fine, I'm coming."
She holds my hand and leads me out to the back, past the pool to a group of beach towels on the ground. Gray, L.J., Mason, Trever, A, Alan, Charolet, Emma, and Sophia all sit there.
She leads me over and she pushes me down to sit next to Gray and Alan.
"Who's starting?" Sophia asks.
"I'll start," Willow says smiling at me.
"You are the epitome of a bad friend."
"Truth or dare Beth?"
"Dare."
"I dare you to actually go wear a dress." She says pointing to the house.
"I don't have any dresses. Hah!"
"Why are you proud of that?" Charolet asks confusingly.
"That's why there are some in my bag. Run along now."
I sigh.
"Continue the game without me for now," I say getting up.
They continue and I quickly make my way upstairs without anyone following me.
I walk over to my room and lock the door behind me. Willow is gonna give me PTSD from this game. I go over to her bag and pull out three different dresses. Two of which are extremely revealing and see through.
(Picture of the dress is at the top if you don't want to read the description;) I change into the other one which is a green, gray sort of color which is actually really pretty. It dips in the back with a cross string to cover it and goes to the middle of my thigh. It is tight around the top, showing the few curves I have and is flowing at the bottom which is just past my bellybutton. It dips in the front middle but not much and still covers everything. The sides of my ribs are open and show my sides.
I fix the neckless attached to it as I put on a pair of white converse and go back out.
As I approach I see Willow catch my eye and she smiles at me. They all turn to me and the girls smile while I watch the guys study me, making me feel self-conscious and concerned about my looks. This is why I wear hoodies and jeans.
They stare at me as I make my way over and even as I walk past them I see the guys watch me.
They all stay silent as I sit down with my legs off to the side. So glad I shaved today and my hairs are invisible. I see the guys still staring at me.
"Will you boys stop drooling?" Sophia says snapping in front of their faces.
I raise an eyebrow at them as they quickly turn their heads.
"Wow, smooth guys," Emma says chuckling.
"Who's turn is it?" I ask trying to change the subject.
"Mine," Charlotte says.
"Beth, truth or dare?"
"Why are you guys picking on me? Truth."
"Do you have a crush on anyone?"
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Behind The Hoodie
Teen Fiction"Just remember, if we get caught you're deaf and I don't speak English." "You're over thinking this, trust me. We won't get caught," he says with a smirk as he scans over my face, staring at my lips for a moment until stopping when his eyes meet min...
