Chapter Six: Round Three

The movie had been abandoned and the girls now sat listlessly around the room. Terri and Hazel were playing rock, paper, scissors while Paige watched with mild distaste. Chloe was tying knots in a length of string she had found, fashioning a haphazard bracelet. Ellie sat leafing through one of Paige's fashion magazines, drawing mustaches and devil horns on all the models. Ashley sat silently still, thinking of a way to salvage the party. Finally she heaved a sigh and stood.
"I'm getting ready for bed." She told everyone, and grabbed her favorite camouflage pajama set. Everyone followed suit and soon they were all dressed in adequate sleeping garb.
Terri's pajamas consisted of an old pair of gray shorts and an oversized t-shirt. Paige wore a pair of frilly, baby blue shorts and a baby blue tee shirt with 'Princess' written in glitter across the front. Hazel was dressed in a pair of blue leggings and a gray sweatshirt. Chloe wore a pair of light, loose black pants and a lacy black camisole. Ellie's pajamas were a pair of baggy, red plaid Capri pants and a black Metallica tee shirt. Once everyone was dressed, they returned to sitting on the bedroom floor. This time, Paige had entertainment in mind.
"Hazel, truth or dare?" She asked, and Hazel thought deeply for a moment.
"Truth."
"If you could marry any celebrity, who would it be?"
"That's easy!" Hazel cried with a laugh. "Tyrese, of course! Chloe, truth or dare?"
"Truth." Chloe replied. Hazel thought briefly.
"Have you ever kissed Craig?"
"Well, duh! We do it in public!" Chloe spoke, and Ellie rolled her eyes.
"Well, duh!" Ellie mimicked, muttering under her breath. Unfortunately, Chloe had impeccable hearing. Chloe stood.
"What is your problem?!" she cried, and Ellie stood as well.
"My problem is you! No one cares about you and your stupid boyfriend, okay?" Ellie replied, and Paige stood.
"Amen!" she yelled out.
"Shut up, Paige." Ellie and Chloe spoke in unison, this time with Ashley, Terri, and Hazel all joining in. Both Terri and Hazel leaned in anxiously, excited to see what would happen next.
"Yeah, well at least I have a boyfriend. At least I'm not some pseudo punk rock Goth wannabe." Chloe fired back, and Ellie laughed.
"You're the biggest wannabe of them all! You walk around in your black clothes, and you're not even brave enough to be a real Goth!"
"Who said I'm trying to be?" Chloe asked, and Ellie snorted again.
"On top of that, you pretend to be all nice and buddy-buddy with everyone. No one is that nice!"
"You're right, Ellie. I'm not that nice, because I can't stand you!"
"THAT'S IT!" Ashley roared, and surprised everyone into a dead silence. They looked at her with shock and alarm. "Everyone downstairs!"
"Gladly." Chloe and Ellie spoke together, and Ashley shook her head.
"No. Not you two. You guys are going to stay up here until you figure out exactly when you both went stark raving mad." She demanded, prodding the other three girls out the door and slamming it shut.