Smoke And Mirrors

"You think this will do?" Sierra asks Billie. She turns her back to the bathroom mirror and looks at her best friend with questioning eyes. She's wearing a black crop top with golden sparkles on it with a black skinny jeans and brown leather boots with heels. 

"You look great. You always do," Billie anwsers. She's wearing a pastel off the shoulder tee with also a black skinny jeans and the brown cowboy boots she always wears. "The red lipstick really fits you. All the guys will be chasing after you." Billie chuckles. 

Sierra smiles at the compliments she gets from the other girl and turn to the mirror again to apply some eyeshadow on her eyelids. She doesn't really want that all the boys chase after her, but if she could make one certain guy like her then it would already be enough for her. 

"Are you ready?" Sierra asks. Billie nods her and grins widely at Sierra. 

"Ready to kick some ass." 



Sierra laughs as Billie downs her bottle of beer at once. Everyone around her is cheering and yelling at Billie to go on. Billie is laughing as well and almost chokes on the beer. She slams it down on the table with a loud bang once it's empty. 

They stranded at some cheap bar where you can buy beer for a single dollar. Everyone is already pretty buzzed and the atmosphere is relaxed. They're just all joking around, playing truth or dare. But basicly they have left the truths out.  

"Who said I can't drink like a man?" Billie half yells, her voice still filled with laughter. She looks at Shannon who dared her to down a full bottle of beer at once. "It's my turn," she says. "Let's have a look." 

"Jared Leto." She grins widely at him, enjoying each second of his company. Sierra can see that she has something in mind that Jared wouldn't really like. "I dare you to make out with someone in this bar that you have never met and that is not a female." 

A chorus of 'oouh's escape the other guys' mouth. "Is that really what you want?" Jared asks. Billie nods head. Jared doesn't seem taken aback with the dare, but Billie doesn't notice. She's still grinning at him. 

"Take that guy," Billie says, pointing at some guy in his early twenties, sitting closest at their table. He has light brown curls, bright green eyes and a shining smile. Overall a good looking guy. 

Jared just shrugs his shoulders. "Okay," he says and gets up from the table to walk toward the guy. He asks the guy something that cannot be heard above all the noise in the bar and then takes a seat. The guy is so busy talking to Jared that he forgets his friends. 

They talk for a while and Sierra starts zoning out. She wonders where Garrett is. He wasn't down by ten and they waited at least a half an hour. He and none of his friends showed up. No call, no text, not even answering his phone. If he didn't want to come he could have just told her or he could have made up some lame excuse. But just ditching her? It's quite rude, especially on her birthday. 

Her train of thoughts are interrupted as Billie yells: "They're doing it!" Sierra shoots up and looks in the direction of Jared and the other guy, who are making out now. The guy has placed one of his hands on Jared's cheek. Seems like he wants to hold on forever. But Jared pulls away and says something. The guy smiles and Jared gets up to walk toward our table again. 

"The dude really wanted you," Shannon says, grinning at his younger brother. Jared only rolls his eyes, but doesn't answer Shannon. 

"It's my turn now, I guess," Jared says. He looks around the table, thinking about who he would pick. Then his eyes fall on Sierra, a smirk placed on his mouth. Sierra immediately feels uncomfortable. Jared is probably quite good at picking unpleasant dares. 

"Sierra," he says, his eyes never leaving hers. The blue irisses are trying to bore into her soul. They remind her so much of Garrett's blue orbs, even though the eyes are clearly a different kind of blue. "I dare you to break into that closed pool we passed while walking here." 

Sierra smirks at him. Breaking into a pool isn't that hard. She has done it quite few times when she was younger. She can tell by the smirk that is also plastered around Billie's face that she is thinking the exact same thing. "Easy," she says. 

She gets up from her seat and starts for the door to leave, Billie, Shannon, Tomo and Jared following her in suit. The pool is one block away. It's an open air one, with an metal fence around it and gate with a thick lock that doesn't seem easy to break open. 

"Good luck with that," Tomo says, looking at the lock. But the lock doesn't stop Sierra from accomplishing her dare. Necessity is the mother of invention. 

She places her foot on the lock and pulls herself up. She swings one leg over the gate, and other and then jumps. "Mission accomplished," she says, grinning at Jared. 

"Impressive," he says. "Now jump in."

"Okay," she says. "Only if you all join." She looks at her friends on the other side of the gate. It's funny. They're all above the age of thirty, besides Billie, and they all act like teenagers in high school. These people probably never grow old. They don't look old, they don't act old and they don't think like old people. 

"Come on, climb over the gate, grandpa," Billie says. Sierra smirks at her. The three men and Billie climb over the gate and land next to Sierra, who starts to undress herself until she's only in some panties and bra. Then she jumps into the pool to soon be followed by the other four one. 

"What are you guys doing?" someone suddenly says. Sierra turns around to be met by seven pairs of eyes, but only one pair is a bright electric blue that is even clearly seen in the darkness. It's so beautiful that it gives her chills.