Truth Or Dare?

dylan

Wassup? My name is Janea Summers, sarcastic extraordinaire. I take crap from no one, not even my parents. Here are some rules you should know about me.

1. Don't talk to me unless A. you're part of my "inner circle" as I like to call it or B. umm actually there isn't a "B" just don't talk to me, k?

2. Don't underestimate me. I may be only 5'0 but trust me, I can whoop anyones behind. 

3. Don't curse in front of me. I don't curse at all, I have my own language, it's pretty cool actually.

4. Don't fall for me. Sure, I may be undeniably irresistible boys and girls but Control. Your. Hormones. because you'll end up broken, trust me. 

5. Last but not least, the most important rule of all: DON'T. MESS. WITH. MY. FOOD. EVER!! Not even joking with this one, you see the thing is that without food I could literally die. For real. Don't touch, look, or even think about my food and you will not be hospitalized, ok?

Now that that's out of the way, little more about me is that I have two best friends, Kira and Chelsea. They're crazy, all I'm gonna say. We've been together since 2nd grade and grow stronger every day. Next is that I don't like boys. I'm not a lesbian if that's what you're thinking but honestly, I think that being a lesbian would be great because BOYS. SUCK. Not all of them, but a large majority of them suck. 

They're either 1. cute and taken, 2. cute and a perv, or 3. cute and gay. I mean, the world has to be against me or something. Anyways, that's it for now, let's get on with the story.

As I head to my first period class, for the first time in forever, I get ambushed by my two best friends, Chelsea and Kira.

Told you they were crazy.

"Hey bestie, wanna go clubbing tonight? I heard Alec Wilson might be there," Chelsea tells me while jumping up and down failing at containing her excitement.

"I don't like Alec, Chelsea. You do," I say while rolling my eyes.

Chelsea likes the infamous bad boy, Alec Wilson. I don't blame her, he's extremely good looking but he plays girls like he plays video games and it's sickening. She knows that though so at least she's aware of it.

"So what, he's gonna be there with Graham and Gray, the twins and I heard Graham likes you Janea," Chelsea tries to explain.

"That's good for him, but I don't like Graham, Chelsea," I say back.

"Aww come on, you guys would be cute together, right Kira? Chelsea asked.

"Yea, sure, they'd be cute if you think a psycho and a player are compatible," Kira states with a smirk.

"First off, I'm not a psycho, I just have very intense emotions and second, cute or not, I don't want a relationship," I tell them as I lean against the lockers.

"I guess I understand but anyways, are you coming to the party or not?" she asks with a pleading grin.

"Fine, you guys know I can never turn down a party," I say with a smile on my face.

"Hate to tell you guys this but we need to head to Spanish class or Ms. Mendoza will make sure our Friday is No Bueno, as she would say," Kira says interrupting our conversation.

"Ughhh, do we have to? Can't we skip?" Chelsea complains.

"I'm down, how about you, Kira?" I ask her.