A/N: What is up ladies and gentlemen? Jay RoboDog back at ya with another story! This story is a bit different from my other works. I hope you all like it all the same. It has a similar theme to I Will Try to Fix You, the second-best well-received story I've ever submitted.
Prologue
A group of girls with one guy strolled along in the woods toward a familiar bridge. In the lead, a girl with bright white hair flipped her bangs out of her face and smirked back at the group behind her. As they stepped onto the bridge, she turned around to face them and cracked a cocky smile. She looked right at a girl who covered her freshly-shaved head with the hood of a hoodie, who pouted and frowned angrily as she returned the gaze.
"Don't be mad, Syd. I think it brings out your eyes." The white-haired girl snickered as Sydney held out her middle finger and shook her head, her lack of hair feeling cold in the night breeze. Glenda let her be for the moment, and looked over at a certain indifferent girl, "So who's next, R.D.? It being your birthday and all."
"R.D." took a sip from a small flask she contained within a paper bag, before raising it between them, "You, Glen. Pick someone to dare you."
"Alright smart-ass, then how about you dare me?" Glenda scoffed, crossing her arms at the girl who had chosen her, "Make it good."
The girl known as "R.D." thought for a moment as she chewed at her lip, when finally something came to mind, "Jump."
"From? Specifics, R.D." Glenda readily asked, her daring and proud attitude not letting her back down.
"The bridge," R.D. gestured towards the bridge behind Glenda, and she turned to have a look at her challenge, "I Triple-Dog-dare you to jump off the bridge."
The two girls glared at each other for a moment, the dare hanging in the air between them. R.D. had once been close friends with Glenda, but the latter had grown into someone completely different as of late. She was angry and aggressive and conceited; R.D. had already decided this would be the last time they would hang out, and she was hoping her dare would piss Glenda off enough that she would never speak to her again. R.D. grinned as Glenda seemed initially hesitant, hoping to humiliate her.
"That's stupid." The third girl intervened loudly, but neither of the competitive girls paid her any heed.
"So is your head, baldy." Glenda snapped at the her, the bald-headed girl frowned. The older girl looked back and thought it over, smirking all the while as if it did not faze her. Finally, she glanced back at the standoff-ish girl and asked, "How much is in the pot?"
"Two hundred and forty bucks, along with my Pre-Pro Tony Hawk board and Sydney's 24-karat gold necklace," R.D. responded as she tilted her head and narrowed her eyes.
"Well, I'd say you could put it in my pocket right now, but I don't want it getting wet." The white-haired girl grinned as she started towards the bridge, and Skylar took another swig before following.
Glenda Euler put her hands on the ledge of the bridge, pulling herself up. Her feet stepped between the planks of wood as she got onto it, and she rose to her full height. The other girls stood around beside her, watching on as she peered into the raging river below. A smile slowly graced Glenda's confident lips as she looked back at the girls she had dragged along for the silly, dangerous game. She brought her hand to her lips, kissing her fingers before extending it out from her chin, blowing it to the group.
The waters below were colorless, black and deep with swift and angular white waves, which crashed about as the water ate through the rock. Glenda stepped closer to the edge, feeling the fronts of her feet hanging off the ledge teasingly. She never backed down from a challenge, and followed them through fearlessly. The drop was not short, but the fall seemed fast, and her whole body disappeared into the darkness of those tar-like waves.