It all started with a dare ??

Chapt. 1

"What are you guys talking about?" I asked, smiling.

"What are you talking about?" Jenna asks with her blue eyes narrowed at me, very suspiciously. Her naturally blonde hair was in a loose bun today, she has minimal makeup on to showcase the freckles on her nose.

I raise an eyebrow at her and she shuts her eyes.

"We were talking about a party tonight. Do you want to join?" Breanne asks. Her gorgeous head of brown curls was free and perfectly sticking out at every angle, her dark skin was practically glowing as it did everyday.

"Oh." I said. I don't really like attending parties anymore. I used to but not anymore. For some reasons that should not be stated. *cough* trauma *cough*

"Come on, Ella! It's been forever since we went to a party together!" Jenna over exaggerates.

"A year and a half -- and I have plans tonight." I say

"Plans like watching Netflix in your bed until 4am?" Breanne asks already knowing my answer.

"Maybe. We never know." I reply.

"I do." Breanne mumbles.

"If you go, we can go get ice cream at 3 in the morning and do stupid shit."

"Fine. As long as I don't have to drink." I say with seriousness in my eyes. At least I think I looked serious.

A chorus of agreements came from them as I nodded in satisfaction.

"Boo!" I felt someone say in my ear causing me to jump out of shock.

I heard a familiar pale, redhead laugh at me.

"Very funny, Tessa." I said, sarcastically smiling.

. . .

I have English now and guess who has the same subject as me.

Damien.

And God forbid he sat anywhere else but beside me.

I'm in advanced English class thanks to my high grades.

As I was jotting down the notes from the board, minding my own business,I felt him poking my arm. I just ignored him because he was most likely going to say or ask something stupid.

But then he did it 10 more times and I had it. "What do you want?!" I whisper yelled at him.

"Well I wanted . . . to. . . uh . . .wait . . . nevermind I forgot." He shrugged. I sighed.

Then class ended and the rest of the day was as normal as a normal day.

. . . . .

As soon as school ended, I texted Ashton that I will be going to Breanne's house and won't need back until tomorrow. I also didn't need a ride back because I was following Breanne.

Tessa, Breanne, Jenna, and I hopped into Breanne's car to her house. Tessa and Jenna were leaving their car at the school parking lot, deciding to go back to get it tomorrow morning. Breanne put on Party In The U. S. A. by the one and only Miley Cyrus as we blasted the song loudly with the windows rolled down, singing on the top of our lungs.

I hated that I missed out on a lot of fun stuff because of my past toxic relationship.

"SO I PUT MY HANDS UP THEY'RE PLAYING MY SONG AND THE BUTTERFLIES FLY AWAY!!" We sing together, off key might I add, but who cares - we enjoyed ourselves and that's all that matters. Until, we got pulled over for exceeding the speed limit.