[Jillers]

"God, I'm tired." Grace yawned, clipping my hair into a messy bun.
"Then sleep." Mikkey sarcastically suggested as she went through my memory journals. "Goodness, you've got these marked by month and year..."
"Yeah," I laughed. "I don't like to lose things."
Grace's green eyes lit up.
"Speaking of journals," She said, sticking a chubby arm in the air. "I think you'll like this!"
She pulled a small notebook out of her bag.
"This," she began, tapping it twice with her red fingernails. "is something that should make this friendship a lot more fun..."
"If she wants us to become friends with benifets, I swear..." Mikkey whispered to me.
"We just pass it around and write in it. Easy, huh?"
I could tell Mikkey was trying to think of a dirty joke.
"Yeah, yeah." Skyler said, hanging up-side-down off my bed. "let's play a game or something."
Grace crossed her arms. "Like what?"
Skyder (that was her nickname) had a sinister smirk on her face, "Truth, or Dare?"