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Chapter 112

I glared crossly at her and took my seat–my appetite was gone. I didn't like her one bit and I wanted her out of my house. 

I took my plates to the kitchen and dumped it in the dish washer before walking back to the living room. 

"What's wrong with your face?" Josh directed the question to me and I puckered my forehead at him. 

"None of your business, dimwit." I snapped and plopped down on the couch next to Maya. 

Tristan and Cameron sat together and talked about boy things, while I was having a glare battle with Josh. Lola occasionally flirted with him.

"Who's in for some nasty truth or dare?" Josh asked, glancing at our faces. "Or should we play deadly dare or dare?

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