Jamie smiles slyly at me, "Truth or dare, Brandy?" she asks, the rest of my group of friends listening intently. I look around then straight at Jamie with my auburn eyes. And so, yet another interesting game of truth or dare is at hand. Course; little did I know how out of hand this whole situation would get. With my friends, you can never tell what they're going to say next….but that's not what I'm getting at.
I run a hand through my short brown hair, "Fine, but if I choose dare, no dirty ones OK?" I plead, hating it when my friends came up with some sort of disgusting perverted dare.
Jamie rolls her green jaded eyes, her smile as wide as the Cheshire cat's, "Alright, so I guess that means you pick dare. I dare you to walk up to a group of senior's and ask for a ride home." She coos. I blink, furrowing my brow. It's the end of the day; most kids who don't drive have gone home. My friends, Jamie and Katie have club unique while me and Molly are here to have flute lessons with our band teacher. For Jamie to dare me to do this was below the belt. But I swallow my pride, accept this dare.
"Fine, and if someone offers me a ride?" I ask, wanting to get the full extent of the deal.
Katie jumps in, her short brown hair flying behind her, with, "You accept it of course! Think about it, it may get a little-" she starts, intending to go into detail.
"Oh! No way! I'm not going to accept a ride from a senior! And no way am I going to do what you're thinking!" I growl, folding my arms, "Screw it, I reject this dare."
Jamie grips my arm and looks at me, her eyes pleading, "Please, Brandy! You always back out of dares! Your no fun." She pouts.
Molly scowls, "If she doesn't want to do it, she doesn't have to!" retorts Molly. I grumble, because I hated Molly standing up for me.
"OK, if Molly goes with you would you feel better?" said Jamie, an irritated tone to her voice. Molly's mouth falls open, as she shoots Jamie an exasperated look.
Now it's my turn to smirk at her, "No, I think it should be you since you dared me." I reply, hugging her arm.
She blinks and pouts, "Oh, ya got me! Fine, I'll do it with you!" she sighs and we start down the hall way, leaving our other two friends behind.
Molly puts her hands on her hips, "Be careful you guys! Don't get in the car if the guys a creeper…" she calls after us, twirling a piece of her long blonde hair in her finger.
The both of us wave her off before disappearing around a corner. The walk to find a group of seniors is long and filled with random conversations. Eventually, we come across a group of senior guys. Jamie pushes me towards them, causing me to stumble. I compose myself, throwing her an irritated look before looking at the senior guys.
"Umm, I-I need a ride home." I ask in a small voice, playing with my thumbs. They exchange looks with each other before a muscular built one steps out. He's the school's star varsity linebacker, Marlon. I personally don't know him, but I've seen him on the field. He's pretty cute with his brown hair shaved closely to his head and his sweet brown eyes.
He smiles at me sweetly, "OK, hop in!" he said, leading me towards the parking lot. We pass Jamie and I look at her, seeing her mouth. 'He's hot!' I'm about to pull her along with but she disappears back down the hall. I gulp, not liking where this is going. He leads me to his car, it's a black lancer. I slowly climb into the shot gun seat as he takes his seat in the driver's seat. The car's pretty clean and what I find unusual is that the back seats are pulled down to make a floor.
I blink and look at him, "Um, may I ask as to why the seats in the back are down?" I ask hesitantly, hoping the answer if what my corrupted mind is thinking.
"Oh, I was uh, helping a friend move some stuff. Guess I just forgot to put them back up." He answers quickly, as he starts the car.
For reasons unknown to me, I'm drawn to investigate the back. I unbuckle myself and crawl back there. It's pretty clean except for a slim white box near the side of the wall. Crawling closer, it's then I realize it's an xbox 360. I raise an eyebrow, "Hey dude, what's with this xbox?" I question.
He looks at me through the rearview mirror. His face turns pale, "No-don't touch th-" he starts to warn but I accidentally brush against the power button. A burst of green light engulfs me, blinding me temporarily. I let out a scream but I'm cut short. Everything turns black as I feel myself fade away.
The car veers off course, ending up crashing head oh into a tree. The sound draws Jamie, Molly, Katie and one of Marlon's friends to the outside. "Oh my-Brandy!" Jamie screams. Marlon's friend, otherwise known as Cam, rushes over and helps Marlon out.
Blood trickles from Marlon's nose, as his friend looks at him seriously, "Dude, are you OK?" inquires Cam, Marlon's best friend.
Marlon nods, pressing her hand against his head as he grits his teeth at the pain. "Yeah, yeah I'm fine." He mutters, as he pinches the bridge of his nose to try and stop the bleeding.
Katie looks in the car as her face drops. She then looks over at the linebacker, "Where's Brandy?" she gulps.
Marlon reflects her looks of horror and then staggers over to the car. He looks around, his eyes eventually falling upon the slim white box of the xbox. "Oh God no…not again." He breathes, taking the xbox in his arm. The power button gleams green in the center and one fourth of the circle is lit up, signalling a controller is hooked up.
Jamie furrows her brow, "You're more worried about your stupid game console then our friend? You selfish-" she starts, her wavy blonde hair bouncing behind her.
"Your friend is in the xbox!" snaps Marlon back in defense.
Molly blinks, staring from the xbox to him, thinking he's deranged. "You have got to be kidding me…" she growls, believing he had taken one too many hits to the skull.
Cam shakes his head, "'fraid he isn't. That xbox is fricking insane! You touch the start button and zap! You're in the xbox!" he states seriously.
Katie places her hands on her hips, staring at the two football players un-amused. "Oh really, so can't we just turn off the console? If we're playing along…" she adds quickly.
Marlon holds the xbox away from her, shooting her a dark look. "You do that and your friend will be lost-forever." He remarks.
Jamie blinks, "Than what do we do?" she asks, finally giving in to this unbelievable story.
Marlon nods, "Well we need to connect this to a TV. From there we can explain to your friend what she has to do." He explains, grabbing a game controller from the back, "Come on we can hook up to a TV in school."
Katie stops him, her brown eyes looking at him with a hard look of indifference, "And you think they'll just let us do that?" she asks, down playing his plan.
A sly smile appears on Cam's face, "If you know where to hook it up. The class room in the fitness center has a TV we can use and the advisor doesn't really give a shit about what happens as long as you don't mess up the equipment." He reveals joyfully, he then starts off back to the school, "Let's go!"
Molly looks back at the car, "Um, shouldn't we call someone about that?" she questions, the car's damage being mostly a dent to the front bumper.
Marlon shakes his head as he cradles the xbox close to his chest, protecting it like the football on the field. "Oh please, it's not the bad. The air bags didn't go off." He answers back as they disappear into school
I groggily open my eyes and I'm greeted by blackness. No matter how long I stare, my eyes can't seem to adjust to the dark. Gulping, I hug myself, "Oh gawd…where am I? HELP, CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?" I scream into the darkness. My voice echoes, slowly dying away in the black abyss. I let out a shaky breath. No…I-I'm dead! That has to be it! Oh what a world! Out of nowhere, the lights are switches on, blinding me. When my eyes adjust, I see my friends staring back at me from a small square box. I blink, tilting my head to the side, "Holy crap! You guys are all in a box! What the hell? Did a mime freaking trap you or something?" I laugh.
But their faces remain in utter shock as Marlon and Cam join them in the box. "See, I told you I was telling the truth." States Marlon crossly.
Jamie walks up the screen, "Brandy…? We aren't in a box. You are, dear." She flusters, shock giving away to grief.
I blink then start forward, "Oh, very funny guys. I'll show you I'm not-" I start but I hit a glass wall and stumble back. I rub my face tenderly and look at the box. Slowly I walk back over and place my hand up on the wall. Sure enough, it's a glass wall and it's then I realize I'm not in Kansas anymore.