A/N: This is the story of how Lauren Zizes and Kassie Reynolds became friends. It is a back story to my fic "Zizes Who?" Somehow, this thing took over and is longer than I thought it would be, so it is going to take at least two chapters instead of the oneshot I had planned. Enjoy!

They had been friends since the first day they sat by each other in seventh grade. Kassie was new having just transferred to McKinley Junior High from some small town in Illinois. Lauren wasn't too happy to have to sit by the new girl, but since the seat next to her was empty due to no one ever wanting to sit next to the burly and aggressive girl, she got stuck with the new kid.

The pair bonded immediately. They were both on the heavy side, so they learned to rely on and learn from each other. Kassie was smart so she let Lauren cheat off of her and in return, Lauren made sure no one laid a finger on the new girl.

Over the next two years, the girls were inseparable. Kassie always went to her friends' wrestling matches, and Lauren supported her friend with she joined the community theatre. By their freshman year, the pair had keys to the others house just so their parents wouldn't have to keep getting up to answer the door. It was one night during their sophomore year that their friendship made a turn in a different direction.

The girls were at Kassie's house one Friday night while her mother was at work. They had broke into the wine cabinet and were watching a Disney movie they had seen a thousand times before, half-way through their second bottle when Kassie, the usually more reserved of the two made a suggestion.

"Let's play truth or dare. If we don't do the dare, or refuse a truth, we have to take a drink."

Lauren groaned, "This will be way too easy. You suck at Truth or Dare. How is going to be any fun? Besides, we already know everything about each other."

Kassie drained her glass and refilled it before answering. "Come on, L, let's just try. I bet there are some things we don't tell each other. And besides, what else have we got to do? This isn't the greatest movie ever."

"Fine. I'll go first. I know you'll pick truth, so tell me; how DID you know that Hummel had a crush on Hudson?" Lauren leaned over to refill her now empty glass, effectively emptying bottle number two.

"Easy. Hummel followed Hudson around like a lost puppy. He would get even gayer than usual around Frankenteen, and not in a good way. I would just watch their body language. Something you know I am pretty good at." The girl finished speaking, finishing her glass of wine as well. "I'm going to get another bottle. While I'm gone; Truth or Dare?"

Lauren watched her friend stand up a bit unsteadily and zigzag her way to the dining room. She knew they both needed to stop drinking; they were already buzzed, but her friend was finally letting loose a little, and Lauren knew they both needed this. The other girl returned with a bottle of pink wine and as Kassie uncorked the bottle, Lauren finished her glass so they both could get a refill.

With both glasses full, the girls sat back down on the couch on separate ends, legs crossed as they nursed their glasses. Lauren broke the silence; "Fine, I pick truth. Do your worst, Reynolds!" She grinned; setting her glass on the side table, ready for whatever dare her friend could come up with.

"Fine. I dare you call Mr. Schuester and tell him, in detail, just what you would do to him if he were to wear that Toxic outfit again." Kassie laughed, picking up her phone and dialing the number, making sure hers would be restricted. "It's ringing, you better take it."

"Hello? Hello? Is anyone there? Hello?"

Lauren blanched before speaking into the phone, trying to change her voice as she did so. "I wanted to jump your bones when you sang Toxic at the assembly. You have one fine ass, Will Schuester." She quickly hung up the phone, her cheeks burning a bright red.

"Damnit, Kassie! That was, that was bad! I didn't know you had that in you." She drained her glass, refilling it and topping off her friends nearly empty glass as well. "Truth or Dare?"

Nearly bouncing off her seat, the other girl replied perhaps a bit too enthusiastically, "Dare," as she drained her glass and setting it on the table. She was resolved to go through with this, no matter what.

"I dare you to sing for me. Not just any song. You have to sing I'm a Little Teapot and dance like you would for Hudson as you do so." Lauren sniggered, looking forward to seeing this.

"Fine!" Kassie stood, the room spinning just a bit as she made her way to the middle of the living room. She pushed the table out of the way, standing in front of her best friend so she could see the whole show. Music began to play in her head, and the drunken teen began to dance as provocatively as she could while she sang.

"I'm a little teapot, short and stout;

Here is my handle, here is my spout."

She ran her hands down her full figured frame as she sang, emphasizing her hips as handles, and her mouth as the spout. She shimmied as she continued;

"When I get all steamed up,

Hear me shout,"

As she sang the last line, she more moaned it, getting closer to her friend the further along in the song she got.

"Tip me over and pour me out."

She dropped down and popped back up, popping her hips as she came back up. Finished, the girl bowed with a wide grin. "Done! Think Finn would like that?" She plopped back down onto the couch, grabbing the bottle of wine and drinking straight from it.

Lauren choked back a groan; the show had definitely done something to her. She felt… tingly in places that have rarely tingled before. "Um.. yeah. I think he would. Doubt he's ever seen that song sang like that before."

Swiping the bottle from her friend, Lauren took several long gulps before handing it back. "I choose truth, before you ask." Truth would be relatively safe, right? Right?

"Truth? Okie dokie. Uhh…." Her mind was fuzzy, but being good at reading body language was something she was proud of. And she just knew there was something different about her best friends' after her little performance. Almost as if she was a bit uncomfortable. "Truth it is. Why did that performance just make you uncomfortable?"

Shifting on the couch, Lauren quickly tried to get her alcohol hazed mind to work, and quickly. "Um. Uh… Uh, can I pass on that one? Take a dare instead?"

And there it was. Kassie may have been more than halfway to drunk, but she knew what that response meant. Without thinking too much more about it, because this was her best friend, and if she could pick anyone to play this game with, it would be her, and because she has wanted to do this most of the night, because Lauren was wearing that tank-top.

"I dare you to play the nervous game with me then."

A/N: Don't worry! There is more to come, it just may take a bit. I have a busy weekend and work to contend with, but I hope to have this short story finished and posted by mid-week. Much love and reviews!

-ktattoo