Truth Or Dare
Jill sat on the bed, her legs dangling off the edge. She tapped her shoes together. "Okay, it's your turn. Truth or dare."
Kirby lay on the floor, staring up at the ceiling. "I don't know…how about truth?"
"Do you want truth then?" said Jill, as she leaned over the edge of the bed.
"She said truth." Jenny sat in a chair in front of Jill's desk, her head resting in her hand. "Right?"
"Yeah, that's what I said." Kirby got off the floor and leaned against the wall right next to the window.
"Well it sounded more like a question to me," said Jill with a big smile on her face.
Kirby rubbed her temples. "Okay, well I pick truth. Happy now? Ask me something."
Jill clasped her hands together, resting her chin on top of them. "Let's see, let's see. What should I ask you?"
"You haven't thought of something to ask me?" said Kirby, raising an eyebrow. "You're supposed to have something in mind when you ask me truth or dare."
"I'm thinking," said Jill, tilting her head backwards and looking up to the ceiling, as if this would help her think. "I've already asked you everything I want to know. I've really got to think of something good to ask you."
"Just ask her what's her favorite color or something like that," said Jenny.
Jill giggled. "Where's the fun in that? The game's all about finding out your friends deepest, darkest secrets. You're supposed to ask personal questions."
"Well can you hurry up then." Kirby looked out the window. Her eyes lazily scanned the outside. Suddenly they began to widen. "Hey Jill."
"Yeah," said Jill, slightly annoyed.
"Um there's a van parked outside your house," said Kirby. "Do you know anything about that?"
"Seriously?" Jenny jumped out of the chair. "What kind of van? Can you see who it is?"
"What are you talking about." Jill got off of the bed and went over to the window. She looked outside. "I don't see anything."
"This isn't one of your pranks?" said Jenny as she rushed over to the window. "'Cause if it is, I'm going to kill you."
"Look there." Kirby pointed outside.
Jill followed her finger with her eyes. She squinted. "I still don't see…oh yeah. It's a van."
"A van?" said Jenny. "Okay this is getting seriously creepy."
"I know," said Kirby. "What's it doing there?"
"How should I know?" said Jill.
Jenny peeked out the window. "Jesus Christ! We should do something."
"Yeah. Well maybe we should call the police then. Just a thought." Kirby reached into her pocket, grabbing her phone. As she was about to dial the police, Jill put her hand over the phone, blocking Kirby. "What are you doing?"
"I want to see who it is," said Jill. "You know, before we call the police."
"Are you crazy?" said Jenny.
"I think you got it backwards," said Kirby, trying to pull the phone out of Jill's hand, but Jill fought back. The two wrestled for control of the phone for a while, their hands turning white.
"Screw this." Jenny reached into her pocket. "I've got my own phone. I'm not dying because Jill's got a death wish."
Jill pointed at Jenny. "Don't call the police!"
Jenny jumped, accidently dropping her phone to the floor. Kirby made one final effort to pry her phone from Jill's hand. "Why don't you want us to call the police?"
"C'mon Kirby. You don't want to waste their time. What if you call the police and they come all the way out here and it turns out to be nothing. What if it's just a landscaper and he just left his van here overnight."
"Well did your Mom have some landscaping done?" said Kirby to Jill.
"No," said Jill.
Kirby rolled her eyes. "Well maybe, just maybe, it's not a landscaper."
"They could've been hired by one of the neighbors," said Jill. "Maybe there wasn't any room to park on that side of the street, so they figured they'd park over here. Makes perfect sense, right?"
"I still we should call the police to check it out." Kirby leaned forward to the window, squinting her eyes. "There's nothing wrong with…hey, someone's getting out of the van."
Jill got behind Kirby and looked towards the van. "I don't see…oh I know her."
"Who is she?" said Kirby.
"She's Judy Hicks," said Jill. "She's a deputy at the police department."
"So why are the police staking out your house?" said Kirby.
Jill shrugged and peered out the window. "How should I know? It looks like she's dancing."
"Well if the police are staking out your house, maybe it's a good idea to find out why they're doing it?" said Kirby. "Just a thought."
"Are there like drugs here or something?" Jenny's face turned pale. "Are we going to get arrested?"
"No," said Jill. "At least I don't have any. Maybe my mom does."
Kirby tapped her fingers against the window. "So, is this something we've got to worry about?"
Jill laughed. "No, it's just Judy."
"You're not curious why she's staking out your house?" said Kirby.
Jill shook her head. "Nah. She's probably just stalking us. She's like a total lesbo."
"So…does that make things better?" said Jenny.
A wicked smile formed on Jill's face. "You know, I've just come up with a great idea. Why don't we mess with Judy?"
Kirby raised an eyebrow. "You think messing with a police officer is a great idea?"
"Trust me, this'll be great," said Jill. "Just hear me out."
Kirby look out the window and stared at the deputy. She bit her lip. Eventually she turned to Jill. "Fine. What's you plan?"
"I knew you'd see things my way." Jill leaned into Kirby and whispered something into her ear. After she was done speaking, Kirby pulled away, a stunned look on her face.
"That's your plan?" said Kirby. "Are you nuts?"
"Maybe," said Jill.
Jenny turned to Kirby. "What'd she say?"
"I mean it's so stupid," said Kirby. "Do you want to get us killed?"
"C'mon," said Jill. "Don't be so dramatic. It'll be fun."
"What's going to get us killed?" said Jenny.
"This is crazy," said Kirby.
"The best pranks are," said Jill. "Look, do you want to just keep playing truth or dare, or do you want to play a prank that you'll be telling you kids about for years to come."
Kirby looked at her shoes for a while, eventually looking up to Jill. "Okay, let's do this."
"What are we doing?" said Jenny. Jill leaned into Jenny and proceeded to whisper into her ear.
Judy sat in the van, tapping her fingers of her left hand against the steering wheel. She looked over at the house, using her free hand to hold her binoculars up to her face. So far, all the girls had done was hang out and play some game in Jill's room. If she had to guess, they were playing truth or dare. At one point, one of them had to jump up and down on one leg while the others watched. Seemed a little tame for the slumber parties Judy remembered.
Judy looked at her watch. It was getting late. That probably didn't matter to the girls. Already the sun had mostly disappeared, with only a small sliver of light illuminating the horizon. Judy had been there for hours and still hadn't seen anything. It was starting to get cramped in the van. Her feet were sore and her legs were starting to fall asleep. She needed to get out of the van and stretch her legs for a bit.
She knew this would be risky. There was a chance that the girls would see her. She looked back up at the window. Currently one of the girls was looking outside. Jill and the other girl were standing next to her. Judy thought there was too much of a chance that she'd see her if she got out of the van. However, the girl then turned to Jill and started saying something to her. Perhaps they wouldn't see her then.
Judy opened the van door and went outside. She did so carefully so as to minimize the chance of the girls seeing her. She could feel a chilling breeze blowing across her face. The first thing she did was stretch her legs. She kicked the air and did a few lunges. She also made sure to stretch out her arms too. Once she was done stretching, she looked back at the house. The girls were gone from the window. Likely they'd moved away to continue with their game. Or maybe they were watching a movie. She looked where the TV room was in the house. The light wasn't on, so they were likely going back to their game. Judy was about to go back into the van, when she heard the sound of girls screaming.
Judy leaped out of the van. She left the door open. No time to close it. This was her fault. Something was happening to the girls and had she had let her guard down. Had she not abandoned her watch, this might not have happened. She hurried across the driveway and up to the door. She proceeded to kick it open. She didn't even know if it was locked or not. She couldn't afford to waste time finding out.
She rushed upstairs. She knew the layout of the house already from the briefing. She headed straight to what she knew was Jill's room. The door was ajar and the light were still on. She could see someone's foot dangling off the bed. Judy pushed the door open and saw the three girls sitting around the room, laughing.
Judy looked around the room frantically. "What happened? Who's attacking you?"
"Nothing happened," said Jill. "No one attacked us."
"Then why were you screaming?" said Judy.
"We were watching a horror movie." Jill pointed towards the television that was in her room.
Judy followed the finger to the screen. She could see a masked maniac hack someone to death. Judy started to blush. "Well…um you were very loud."
"Okay, we'll try to keep it down," said Jill. "Hey, while you're up here, can you tell us why you're at my house?"
"Um…that's classified," said Judy.
Kirby raised an eyebrow. "Classified? What, are you a spy?"
"It's police business," said Judy. "I can't exactly share it with you guys. Just know I'm here to protect you."
"Okay," said Jill. "I guess we can't expect you to tell us. If that's the case, can we go back to our movie?"
"Sure." Judy turned to leave the room.
"Hey, you don't have to leave," said Kirby. "You can stay if you want to."
"No, I'll let you watch your movie," said Judy. "I've got a job to do."
"Well your job is to protect us, right?" said Jenny.
"Yeah," said Judy.
"Well we're the only ones here," said Jenny.
"She's right," said Jill. "My mom's out of town. If you really wanted to protect us you'd just stay here."
Judy stood in the doorway to Jill's room for a moment. "Okay, I can stay here."
"Great." Jill and her friends moved aside on the bed. Kirby smacked the newly opened up space, as if to signal for Judy to sit down. Judy went over to the bed and sat down. As soon as she did, Jill smiled. "Now."
Jenny and Kirby proceeded to grab Judy and shoved her down on the bed. Judy struggled, but the two girls were stronger than they looked. They grabbed Judy's arms and raised them up to the bedposts. "Stop! Stop! What are you doing?"
"We're playing a game." Jill jumped up on Judy's chest. She had a pair of handcuffs in her hands. They were Judy's handcuffs. How did she get them? Jill proceeded to cuff Judy to the bed. "Now, let's have some fun."