Summary: It's a story about Dimitri has taken on a dare to sleep with rose, a geeky lonely girl that. Rose is a girl that doesn't want to give away her virginity before marriage and Dimitri does everything to do the dare. He might even marry her. AH
Before I begin, the original story belongs to swedish desigirl. I'm only picking up where she left off. The first three chapters are hers. The rest will be mine. My first fan-fic, but it won't be official until I create my own. I just need a Beta to help me get started. Thank you.
Ages:
Jill-15 (almost sixteen).
Mia-16
Adrian, Rose and Dimitri-17 (almost eighteen).
Lissa, Christian, Eddie, Mason-18
"Truth or Dare?" Adrian asked. We were in a café in LA. We lived in Montana, but came to LA for a vacation. Because we were under aged, there wasn't much for us to do, yet. That only stopped us during the day, but not at night.
"Hey, man. What do you choose? You kind of spaced out for a bit."
"Eh-what?"
Adrian rolled his eyes. "I said truth or dare?"
"Dare."
"Okay, okay. What are you going to do?" He asked, mostly to himself while he rubbed his hands tighter like he was a Mafia Boss or something. He looked really funny while doing that. Adrian has been my best friend since kindergarten. We were the same age; 17. We went everywhere together and he was a bigger asshole and player than me, so I was a little afraid of what he would make me do.
"Okay. I want you to sleep with the next girl who walks in the door," he said. I let out a sigh of relief. "That would be too easy."
We waited for a girl to walk through the double doors, but none came in.
Pling!
Both Adrian and I looked up and in came . . . a guy. That was disappointing.
Pling!
Another guy came in. Oh, come on. Is this a gay café or something?
Pling!
This time, we didn't look up, but just as I glanced up, a girl about our age came in. She was cute but she wasn't my type. Compared to me, she was short with tan with dark, brown eyes that was hidden by glasses and hair that almost reached her waist. Her body was hidden by baggy clothes.
These type of girls are easy to get in bed, I thought.
But, boy, was I wrong...