The Game of Truth- Clare
Everyone gathers around Fiona as they all sit on the floor in a circle. Fiona takes out a deck of cards from her purse.
"This game is the called The Game of Truth. I play this game with my friends all the time" says Fiona.
"You would" slyly says Eli.
Fiona ignores Eli.
"Okay, here's how the game works" explains Fiona. "Think of it like truth or dare but of course without the dare. I will shuffle these cards and each person picks from the top of the deck. Each person in the game has to respond to the card picker based on the answer he/she says whether you're commenting or asking that person a question. If you choose not to answer the question, then you're out of the game. The game is over once we've gone through the deck or until tensions start to rise where no one wants to finish."
"How do you win?" asks Drew.
Fiona rolls her eyes.
"Not everything is about winning! It's just a game to break the ice. And it doesn't matter what any of us says since it's not like we'll see each other again after this" says Fiona.
Imogen looks down after hearing this.
"I call out" says Clare. "I'm not going to confess anything to a bunch of strangers."
"Why not?" asks Eli, annoyed. "Afraid we'll uncover your deep, dark, dirty secrets."
"No, I don't care what people think...it's just the principle of it all" says Clare, defensively.
"Keep telling yourself that" says Eli as he stares at Clare deeply.
"Then we'll make a pact- whatever we say in this room stays in this room" vows Fiona.
Everyone stares into space awkwardly. Fiona lightly throws the cards to the ground in frustration.
"Fine, then we can all just write our papers and stare into space. I just figured that this game will be more fun than the alternative" says Fiona.
"I'm in" says Drew.
"Same" says Imogen.
"Fine" says Eli.
Everyone looks at Clare.
"Okay!" says Clare, annoyed.
"Awesome!" exclaims Fiona.
Fiona shuffles the cards.
"Who wants to pick first?" asks Fiona.
"I will" says Clare as everyone looks at her surprised. "Let's just get this over with"
Clare reads: "If the world froze in time for 24 hours, what would you do?"
"Well, that's an easy one. I would finish writing my story and read all of the books that someone would read before you die" answers Clare.
"What books would that be?" asks Imogen.
"Well, throughout my life, I've already read important books from the pre-1700s, 1700s, and 1800s. Now I'm on the 1900s which are stories such as 'A Room with a View,' 'Hound of the Baskervilles,' 'Nostromo,' 'Sidhartha,..." answers Clare.
"Okay, okay!" interrupts Fiona. "If no one interrupts her now, she'll read us 900 more titles and we'll never get through the game!"
"I second that!" says Eli with his hands up. Clare rolls her eyes.
"Was that your required response?" asks Clare to Fiona, annoyed.
"That and this" starts Fiona. "Don't you have anything better to do with your time than read all of these books and hiding behind your story? What are you, fifteen?"
"Yes, I am fifteen" answers Clare. "And I read these books because I love to read and know everything I possibly can from writers that no one will bother to read today. And as for my story, I'm not hiding. I love to write which is what I hope to do when I grow up. I have to start sometime so why not start while I'm young so I can get my first novel published once I graduate college? And I experience the world through my writing."
"You are hiding if you're not doing anything fun with your life and you're just writing about it" retorts Fiona.
"You would know all about hiding yourself through writing, don't you?" says Clare, angrily.
"Excuse me, what the hell is that supposed to mean?!" shouts Fiona back.
"Okay guys! Enough" Drew interferes. "So Clare, what's your story about?"
"Well Drew" starts Clare. "It's about a teenage girl named Clarice who happens to be a 16th century vampire. To the rest of the people in her high school, she appears innocent and an ingenue when in reality, she's responsible for the disappearances going on with the students at the school."
"Cool" exclaims Drew. "So it's the girl who's the vampire?"
"Yes" proudly laughs Clare.
"I have a question" says Eli. "Where do I fit into your story? You did, after all, say I'm in it."
"You have to promise not to laugh" warns Clare.
Eli mockingly crosses his heart.
"You're actually not the only one in it" explains Clare, awkwardly. "Everyone is. You all actually play...her victims."
Everyone looks shocked at Clare.
"Wow, Clare. So nice we can all be your inspiration to your fascinating vampire story" says Eli, sarcastically.
Clare turns her head away from Eli and shakes her head in obliviousness that she could take Eli's word seriously.
"You promised not to laugh" says Imogen to Eli.
"And I'm not laughing" says Eli.
"You fucking prick!" yells Drew. "Why do you care so much? It's all fiction."
"It's not as if I'm using your actual names or anything. Not trying to tarnish your reputations or anything. I just need inspiration for the characters" explains Clare.
"But you don't really know any of us" says Fiona, angrily.
"Ok, my turn!" announces Imogen.
Everyone's attention is on Imogen.
"Just trying to diffuse the tension" says Imogen.
Imogen picks a card.
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