Keeper of the Lost Cities: Truth or Dare

Chapter 2

A/N: Hope you enjoy so far! I'll try not to have long periods of time between story parts. I appreciate the feedback!

  "There you are!" Biana exclaimed as she opened Everglen's massive gates, allowing her into the expansive grounds. "The boys decided that it was a good idea to search the house for pranking tools. . . and I've been preparing some of my own. I hope you brought some of your own, because we are not waking up tomorrow without some good pranks to laugh at!"

  Sophie felt like she was going to remember this night for a while. "Where can I put my bag?" She asked Biana.

  "You can put it in my room. Oh, but be careful not to step on the third step on the staircase, because Keefe rigged it. He asked me for a bucket of ice water, and when I gave it to him, I saw him do something with it on the third step. Don't worry- we'll find a way to get Keefe or Fitz to step on it."

  Sophie laughed as she stepped inside the castle- like house. She was careful to skip the third step on her way up to Biana's room. She had just reached the top of the staircase when she heard a familiar voice.

  "Yo, Foster! Why'd ya skip the third step?" Keefe flashed his trademark smirk from where he sat perched on the railing, clearly watching for to see who would be the victim to step on the Stair of Doom.

  Sophie desperately tried to think of an excuse. "I. . . thought I saw something on that step." Wow. Lamest excuse in the history of lame excuses.

  Keefe raised his eyebrow but didn't ask any more questions as she lugged her bag the rest of the way to Biana's room.

  Sophie had been expecting Biana's room to be beautiful, but beautiful didn't even begin to discribe what Sophie when she stepped into the massive room. She felt her jaw drop. Everything in Biana's room was just.... amazing. Breathtaking. Wow.

  A glittery crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling cast light throughout the room. Biana's room had been painted Sophie's favorite shade of teal. A king- size bed sat in one corner of the room. Light purple flowers were carefully woven into Biana's quilt, carpet, and curtains. The same purple flowers had been placed randomly on her vanity, dresser, and nightstand. Thousands of glittery gowns were in in her walk- in closet. Nail polish, hair curling elixirs, makeup, hair ribbons, and barretts were neatly organized onto Biana's vanity. Teal jewels were engraved into her large mirror. There was even more makeup and hair supplies in Biana's huge bathroom. A large variety of shampoos, conditioners, body washes, and lotions lined the shelves of the bathroom.

  Sophie set her overnight bag down at the foot of Biana's bed. She stole one last glance at the elegant room before stepping out the door.

  Biana was waiting for her at the top of the stairs. "Hey, Sophie! Mom has mallowmelt waiting for us  downstairs. Beat you down!" She ran down the stairs.

  Sophie raced after Biana, with Keefe right behind her. Biana remembered to skip the third step, but Sophie forgot. The step flashed red when her foot touched it. Sophie darted to the bottom of the stairs before whatever was coming could hit her. But Keefe got drenched in icy water, not able to jump down the last few stairs quick enough.

  Biana cracked up and gave Sophie a high five. "Nice one! The score is now 1 - 0!" Then she added in a whisper, "Told you he rigged it."

  Keefe groaned and tried to muss his hair, but the soggy strands refused to cooperate. "Not fair! My pranks aren't supposed to end up on me! And especially when my hair gets messed up!" He glared at the girls. "It's on."

  Sophie and Biana just laughed and claimed seats beside each other at the table. Fitz was already waiting for them there.

  When Keefe stalked into the room, he dramatically told Fitz what had happened. He referred to the girls as "evil" and "hair destroyers"

  By the time Keefe was done telling Fitz his story, everyone had eaten their fill of mallowmelt. Biana said, "We should all play Base Quest outside! We haven't done that in a while."