~|Truth Or Dare ~ Sixth Book In The Untiled Series|~

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Y'know, I would write more. But my friend hasn't been well recently and I'm working on a project to cheer her up. There probably wont be more 'til I'm done, sorry!

True, friendship is more important than writing in books. I get it!!!!

[Rebel Faery]

It is time for, DUN DUN DUN! another entry! Hopefully you'll meet two new characters this entry....

Hey, Alex! Jessica replies, scooping up a small dog and throwing her in the air. She looks about eleven years old, and I'm guessing her name is Alex. Here's a picture:

Anyway, Jess turned to us, beaming, one arm around the small dog.
I'd like you to meet my foster daughter, Alexandria.
Hey! Alexandria greeted. Call me Alex, or Lexi. I don't mind which. She turned to Jess.
Hey, Jess, aren't you going to introduce me?
Oh, right! These are some friends of mine, Luna, Tallulah, Kitty and Brandon. They're going to be staying with us for a while.
Oh, great! Lexi grinned. There's only three rooms, and Jess insists that we each have a bedroom. So some of you will have to sleep downstairs. She scanned us with her pretty red eyes, then walked over to me and linked my arm with hers. Except for you. I like you. And I knew that I liked her too.


The next day Alex showed us into the nearby city, Ciro Paca. Very Spanish.
There were carts that travelled through the village on the way to Ciro Paca. All ypu had to do was run behind one and jump on. We all got up onto one holding melons (don't ask why, I've no idea). It took about half an hour to get there. And trust me, THERE was HUGE! Big bustling markets, sandy floors, high-domed building, shattered shacks. Alex flashed us a smile.
I'm going shopping- Jess gave me some errands to do. You go, she rolled her hand in the air dismissively, Do your thing.
She headed off and we found a perfect place to sing in. Just off from a market place, a small stone square and grey-tiled fountain. Nothing fancy. Brandon sat on the edge of the fountain, getting out his bongos and tapping them experima=entally. His face lit p with joy. Tallulah's face radiated with happiness as she quickly tuned her guitar. That's when I realised that this made them happy.

Music means the world to us.

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Coolio!!!!

[Rebel Faery]

There's a new character in this entry... named Bob. No, he is not a journal! Nor a diary, either!



We started off with an old song- Free Enough To Fly. I must admit, it is one of my favourites.

I am free to walk this world,
I'm alright, I can touch the sky!
Even though, I know, that someday I must return home,
I will sing until I'm free enough to fly,
-Free enough to fly-
And not let the world pass me by!

Once we'd finished, I noticed a dog watching us in the crowd that had gathered. He stood out to me, for some reason. He looked like this:
And, for the same reason, I wanted to impress him.
Hey, Tallulah? I asked quietly.
Yeah?
There's this song I want to try. I've been working on it for a while... here's the notes. I passed her a tatty piece of paper. Can we try it?
Um, sure! Why not? She studied the paper as I returned to my place. Then she nodded, and Brandon began to tap his bongos. A few strums of guitar filled the air. I listened for the beat, then began to sing:

Woah, woah-oh-oh,
Oh-oh,
Woah, woah-oh-oh,
Oh oh,

I remember the first time I saw you,
Stood in the sunshine,
Laughing with your friends,
You offered me half a sweet,
And I turned my back,
Oh how long ago did I know,
That you're the one for me,

I know it seems impossible,
How so much changed,
But come stand by me,
Even though it seems enstranged,
You're the one for me,

Woah, woah-oh-oh,
Yeah yeah,
Woah, woah-oh-oh,
You're the one for me...

It kinda petered out at the end as I never really finished it. But we got a huge round of applause, and that's what matters, right? Some people actually gave us money, which we didn't think they would. Then the crowd began to part and Lexi came running over to us.
Wow, that was great! I had no idea you were that good! I shrugged, embarrassed. I looked to the ground, and noticed a pair of glowing black-and-green feet nearby. That dog was still there, watching us. He was leaning against a beech tree. It was so strange. And then he walked over to me.
I looked around, but the others had wandered off, chattering. The dog gave me a friendly glance, but he didn't smile. I got the feeling he was one of those people who only smiled with their eyes.
Hey, he said.
Hi, I replied.
You've got a great voice, kid. And the others with you show great talent. He reached in his pockets (no, he wasn't wearing a coat or anything... was he a kangaroo or something?) and pulled out a small rectangular thing and held it out to me with his thumb and forefingers.
Here's my card. Call me, and I'll see what I can do. I took the card and he ambled off. i stood there, staring after him- only when he vanished from view did I look at the card. It was black with green glitter on it, and said in large, bright, glittery, neon-green lettering: Bob. I flipped it over. It was still black with green stars, but it said something else.
Bob,
Galaxy Records,
Mobile: 00987654 0221
The Stars That Shine The Brightest.
I stared at it. I re-read it. And read it again. When I finally registered what this meant, I shrieked. Actually, it was more of an excited, girly squeal, but who cared? The others came rushing over to me.
Luna, what is it?
Look! I cried. Look-look-look-look! I passed Kitty the card and they all crowded around, reading it.
No way! Tallulah burst out. You met BOB!? He's like, super mega famous. He makes dreams come true, or so they say!
I think he said something about a record deal? I said. I was too starstruck to remember.
Ohmiwaffles, LUNA! tallulah yelled. She took my shoulders and we danced around. We're gonna be famous!




And there you go! If you're wondering about Bob's name, well, the story of why I named him that is actually quite name. I looked at him, and was wondering what to name him. He looks as if he has shooting stars on his shoulders, but that was a bit to girly. So I started thinking about the song Shooting Stars which is sung by BoB... BOB! Yeah, it's weird. But I'm pretty plaesed with that entry... and the surprising new twist!

[Rebel Faery]

I made a banner!:



And Bob's card:


side 1


side 2

Yush, I was bored.

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Cool!!!

LOL, Bob!!!! Hehe.... I suddenly have the feeling to read TIAJNAD. O.O (Oh man..... Amy. Crud)

[Rebel Faery]

Yush, I did too! I finished re-reading TIAJNAD in my book book on Sunday. I love the part where it says: ...I always knew she was a disturbed fluffy bunny. I laughed my head off!
Anyway, more time!



We told Jessica about bob, and she was more then happy (kinda eager, actually) for us to call him. So we did.
Beep-beep! Beep-beep! Beeb-beep! I paced anxiously as I listened to the dialling noise.
Beep-beep! Beep-beep- Hello?
Bob?
Ah, if it isn't my little singing Star! So, what can I do for you?
Um, was there something you wanted to offer us?
What? Oh, yes! I'd like you to come up to our Mexican Studio tomorrow, if you can make it. I'll send my assistants to fetch you- can you meet them at the square you sung at earlier?
Sure! I agreed, biting my lip.
It's a date, then! See you there! He put the phone down.
So? What did they say?

We were sat on the fountain's edge, waiting for Bob's assistants. And by 'we' I mean myself, Kitty, Tallulah, Brandon and Alexandria.
Uh-uh, no way! she had said when we said she couldn't come. If Bob's making you big stars, I want in.
So the five of us had caught a cart to Ciro Paca. We had found the fountain with ease.
And then we had waited anxiously.
Were still waiting anxiously.
Hello! called a small voice.
We believe you're the ones Bob wants us to fetch?
In sync we looked left. No-one there. We looked right. Nuh-uh. We looked behind us. Nothing but the fountain.
There came an impatient sigh.
Down here!
We looked down- and saw two crazily cute puppies. They looked like this: and this: .
I'm Speed, called the straight-tailed one. She rolled her eyes at our adored expressions.
I'm Deeps, the curly-tailed pup added, 'Cause Deeps is Speed backwards.
Can we keep them? Lexi begged in an awed voice.
I knew this would happen. It happens every single time. Speed liked to grumble.
Deeps headbutted her sister (I'm assuming their sisters) affectionately, then turned.
Come on, guys! she called, and we set off after them.
They led us to a LIMO! I've only ever ridden a carriage, so this was a whole new experience.
We finally got to Galaxy Records : Mexico Branch. Yes, I put the long name. Deal with it.
Anyway, we got to Galaxy Records and Bob was waiting for us. We waved and shook hands and said hello, but we were amazed by the building.
It must have been a hundred floors high, a total skyscraper. The windows were all black-out glass, the framework steel. It was modern and awe-inspiring.
So Bob led us inside and up and elevator to the fourty-ninth floor, where his office was. He sat down on one side of a desk, and we stood around awkwardly on the other side.
Look, I'm not gonna lie to you kids. You've got awesome talent. I felt myself flooding with pleasure. Now, Galaxy Records is holding a concert in two weeks time. We have a problem, as many of our acts have grown tired of fame and retired, or moved onto 'better' labels. We still have nine acts, and I want a tenth. My boss, the HEAD of all GALAXY records EVER will be attending. If you rock this, you could go straight to mega star. He clicked his teeth. So, what do you say?
We're in! Tallulah cried, and we all high-fived.
Okay, here's the look: Truth Or Dare. You're a band of five dogs who have no place in the world. You're the misfits. And now you want your time to shine. Are you ready?
We exchanged relaxed and easy glances.
"WE'RE READY!" we chorused.





So there you have it! The reason why this book is called 'Truth Or Dare'! (No, I didn't just make that up on the spot! What are you accusing me of...)

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AWESOME! And Bob.... XD. I'm sorry, I just automatically think of the journal. Man, do I sound self centered or what?

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Uh... Dunno JF.

Cool.... Haha, thats cool!!

[Rebel Faery]

Course its not, JF! Its just what comes naturally. When somebody says 'jelly tots', most thing of the sweet. I think of the character I created....
Anywho, time for more!


Two days have passed. I've been too busy to write, and now my feet are aching.
But it's so, so worth it.
Bob is going to the extremes. He's helping me and Tallulah work on the songs. He's given Brandon a drum kit instead of his bongs (which he absolutely loves) and Tallulah an electric guitar. She acted cool, but I thing she's secretly in love with it. Kitty's also been given a guitar and is learning quite fast. Alex, it turns out, can play the keyboard. Who'd've thought? And I'm having vocal lessons- though even my instructors say I don't need it.
We've just had our first big rehearsal. The only thing missing was the crowd. Oh, here's a list of our songs:
Free Enough To Fly
Crash And Burn (Pieces Of My Life) And then four new ones:
Whispers In The Dark
Sick of It
Take Your Time
Real Or Not Real?

Anyway, we were set up on stage. Lights were flashing. And then Bob gave us the signal.
I close my eyes.
I let myself dream,
I dream of skies,
With stars in my eyes.

I am free to walk this world,
I'm alright, I can touch the sky!
Even though, I know, some day I must return home,
I will sing until I'm free enough to fly
-Free enough to fly-
And not let the world pass me by!

I dance around the sun,
I shine like the moon,
And then I sing,
Giving the world my heart,

Oh,

I am free to walk this world,
I'm alright, I can touch the sky!
Even though, I know, that someday I must return home,
I will sing until I'm free enough to fly,
-Free enough to fly-
And not let the world pass me by

I am the only one who's seen,
I know all the secrets you see,
Don't dare try to double-cross me,
'Cause you see

'Cause you see!

I am free to walk this world,
I'm alright, I can touch the sky!
Even though, I know, that someday I must return home,
I will sing until I'm free enough to fly,
-Free enough to fly-
And not let the world pass me by!

I am free to walk this world,
I'm alright, I can touch the sky!
Even though, I know, that someday I must return home,
I will sing until I'm free enough to fly,
-Free enough to fly-
And not let the world pass me by!

I am free, oh-oh, this world,
And not let, oh-oh, pass me by!

Even though, I know, that someday I must return home
I will sing until I'm free enough to fly...

Free enough to fly...

Second signal. Second song.

I spread my wings and try to fly,
I reach out and crash from the sky,
I guess when my mother told me I could to anything she lied,
Your sayings were a pack of lies,
Your songs bring tears to my eyes,
Your words destroyed my life,

Your words turn to dust,
Your voice has me crushed,
And now I'm left to collect the pieces of my life,
Your eyes burn me out,
I scream without a sound,
And now I'm left to collect the shattered pieces of my life...

My mother told me that to fly,
I need to spread my wings and touch the sky,
But after I tried I knew it was a load of lies,
Your sayings make me want to scream,
Your songs are nothing but an empty dream,
Your words caused me to crash and burn,

Your words turn to dust,
Your voice has me crushed,
And now I'm left to collect the pieces of my life,
Your eyes burn me out,
I scream without a sound,
And now I'm left to collect the shattered pieces of my life...

Now Kitty's playing your guitar,
And Brandon's bongos take us far,
And somehow we'll just have to move on,
Somedays its hard not to hate,
Yet it's not to late,
Every time I see those shattered pieces I smile,
I crash and burn!

Your words turn to dust,
Your voice has me crushed,
And now I'm left to collect the pieces of my life,
Your eyes burn me out,
I scream without a sound,
And now I'm left to collect the shattered pieces of my life...

Now Kitty's playing your guitar,
And Brandon's bongos take us far,
I crash and burn!

Your words turn to dust,
Your voice has me crushed,
I crash and burn!

My mother told me that to fly,
Was not to touch the sky,
But to be free and see the truth in lies,
Your sayings made perfect sense ,
Your songs were always the best,
Your words caused me to crash and burn!

Your words turn to dust,
Your voice has me crushed,
And now I'm left to collect the pieces of my life,
Your eyes burn me out,
I scream without a sound,
And now I'm left to collect the shattered pieces of my life...

Shattered pieces of my life, yeah!
I crash and burn!
I crash and-
Pieces of my life!

Third signal. Third song. The first of our new songs, Whispers In The Dark.

Such a long time ago,
You told me to huddle close,
'Cause its cold outside.

The snow is falling,
Fire is burning,
Flowers turn to flames,
And flames to dust,
But that's all happening outside,
In here we're safe,
Whispers in the dark.

It feels like only yesterday,
When you told me its dangerous to think,
Don't dare put a foot outside,
'Cause you'll fall away.

The snow is falling,
Fire is burning,
Flowers turn to flames,
And flames to dust,
But that's all happening outside,
In here we're safe,
Whispers in the dark.

Told me never to doubt,
Told me not to make a sound,
Your voice led me through.

Only because of you!

The snow is falling,
Fire is burning,
Flowers turn to flames,
And flames to dust,
But that's all happening outside,
In here we're safe,
Whispers in the dark.

The snow is falling,
Fire is burning,
Flowers turn to flames,
And flames to dust,
But that's all happening outside,
In here we're safe,
Whispers in the dark.

The snow is falling,
Flowers turn to flames,
But that's all happening outside,
In here we're safe,

All we are is whispers;

Whispers in the dark!

I love that song! It took Talulah and I nine hours to write. We never even took a break.
Fourth cue. Fourth song. Another new one; Sick Of It. This one, surprisingly, Alex wrote with Tallulah when I was in one of my vocal sessions. So she's singing most of it.

Oh, yeah yeah,
Ohh,

So what if I'm the smallest,
So what if I'm not on key,
So what if I'm not the prettiest,
What's that got to do with me?
I don't have to be you,
I just wanna be me,
No matter who that is!

You treat me like a fool,
Treat me like I'm dumb,
Treat me like I've got no-one,
But I've got feelings too,
I've feelings for you,
So could you stop it please?
I'm sick of it
I'm sick of it,
I'm sick of it,
Oooh,

So what if you're not the best,
It only matters that you try,
So what if they whisper,
What's it gonna do?
You don't have to be me,
You just gotta be you,
No matter who that is!

You treat me like a fool,
Treat me like I'm dumb,
Treat me like I've got no-one,
But I've got feelings too,
I've feelings for you,
So could you stop it please?
I'm sick of it
I'm sick of it,
I'm sick of it,
Oooh,

So what if you can't change me?
I like it the way I am,
So what if I'm a stranger,
You've got to be the best you can!
I don't have to be you,
I just wanna be me,
No matter who that is!

You treat me like a fool,
Treat me like I'm dumb,
Treat me like I've got no-one,
But I've got feelings too,
I've feelings for you,
So could you stop it please?
I'm sick of it
I'm sick of it,
I'm sick of it,
Oooh,

So what if I'm the smallest,
So what if I'm not on key,
So what if I'm not the prettiest,
What's that got to do with me?
I don't have to be you,
I just wanna be me,
No matter who that is!

You treat me like a fool,
Treat me like I'm dumb,
Treat me like I've got no-one,
But I've got feelings too,
I've feelings for you,
So could you stop it please?
I'm sick of it
I'm sick of it,
I'm sick of it,
Oooh,

You treat me like a fool,
Treat me like I'm dumb,
Treat me like I've got no-one,
But I've got feelings too,
I've feelings for you,
So could you stop it please?
I'm sick of it
I'm sick of it,
I'm sick of it,
Oooh,

I'm sick of it
I'm sick of it,
I'm sick of it,
Oooh!

I can almost hear the applause! I'm thinking of making Alex my honorary sister. Cue five. New song; Take Your Time.

Someday you've gotta choose,
Even though you're torn,
I'll be there for you,
So just take your time.

Yes, yes I know,
That I've gotta decided,
But the clock's on my side,
I can always change my mind,
And don't you dare cry,
Just take your time,

Someday you've gotta choose,
Even though you're torn,
I'll be there for you,
So just take your time.

Yes, yes I see,
That I'm gonna be in tears,
I can't let you go,
I can never set you aside,
Don't you dare cry,
You've just gotta take your time,

Someday you've gotta choose,
Even though you're torn,
I'll be there for you,
So just take your time.

Someday you've gotta choose,
Even though you're torn,
I'll be there for you,
So just take your time.

Someday you've gotta choose,
Even though you're torn,
I'll be there for you,
So just take your time.

Take your time.
Take your time!
Even if it takes forever,

Just take your time...

The next song is our last. It's called Real Or Not Real? And now is the sixth cue. Next song.

I could never make you out,
You make me scream and shout,
You make me cry,
So I tell myself to take one step at a time,

Love me or hate me?
Help me or betray me?
Heal me or hurt me?
Real or not real?

I don't know what you're playing at,
You make me laugh and smile,
You make worth my while,
And then you change it all around,

Love me or hate me?
Help me or betray me?
Heal me or hurt me?
Real or not real?

So just what tell me what you want,
Help me to see,
Do you love me,
Love me or hate me?

Love me or hate me?
Help me or betray me?
Heal me or hurt me?
Real or not real?

Love me or hate me?
Help me or betray me?
Heal me or hurt me?
Real or not real?

Love me or hate me?
Real or not real?

...And now I've gotta go. I'll make time for you soon, J, I promise. But duty calls!


There you go. Sorry for the fact that its mainly songs. I just had to get all that out there. And- ooh! I just got an idea for a poll!