Chapter One:
Disclaimer: *Betty owns Neo *Busta owns Josh *WWE owns wrestlers
The steam began to clear and the five young men emerged from the showers.
"So what did you get up to last night?" the short blonde smiled.
'Yeah, you and Gail were MIA nearly the whole party," the beast-man said.
"Hey that's my sister you are talking about guys," a new voice said.
"Andrew, shut up," the man-beast growled.
"So the question is did you two you know, hop on the good foot and do the bad thing?" the blonde asked in the worst Austin Powers impression known to man.
"Dude," he said trying not to laugh, "I have no idea what you are on about. Gail and I just when to get some more ice."
He then threw a clean shirt at his brother.
"Yeah I thought as much. Adam, you are going to be a virgin for life," his brother said.
"And like Neo is going to open her legs at the click of your fingers Jay," a voice said from behind Adam.
"I bet I will sleep with her before you even get to second base with Lisa-doesn't even know you exist-Marie," Jay called out.
"Who told you that?" he asked his best friend's brother.
"Ah Neo, they are best friends remember dumb ass," he retorted back.
"Hey Josh. I think they are betting words. So why don't we put our mouth where his mouth is?" Adam said.
"Yeah. Let's say we all put $50 in, winner gets the lot. Your girl must also be a virgin so there is no cheating. Terry where is that tin box you were kicking around before?" Josh asked the man beast and his older brother.
"Well I'm in. I won't mind getting my hands on that Amy Dumas," he nodded as he open his locker and got the banged up old candy tin out.
Jay, Adam, Terry and Josh all put their money in.
"What about you Martin? You in or will Torrie have to get a real man?" Jay asked his best friend.
"No man I'm in,' he said dropping his money in.
"And just to make it interesting, whoever loses it last or is still a virgin by Prom must streak across the dance floor as the Prom King and Queen are dancing," Josh said looking eye to eye with Jay.
Both not blinking an eye.
"Well umm guys I have to get home. I promised Mom I would cook tonight so I will see you all for the first day of semester," Andrew said quickly.
He had to get out of their the tension could have been cut with a knife.
"Man is it Sunday already? I have an English essay due first lesson," Adam groaned.
"Well maybe you should do it then but not until after band practice," Terry smiled.
"Yeah. You two coming?" he asked referring to Josh and Jay, who still hadn't budged from their stare.
"You're going down pretty boy,' Josh said before walking out the door behind Adam.
"You are singing the way off," Jay said from behind his drum kit.
Josh turned around and glared.
"See it's, Dest. Ined. For. E. Tern. It. Y. What. Went. Wrong. With. Soci. Et. Y." he continued. (Destined For Eternity. What Went Wrong With Society)
"Maybe you aren't playing it right Drummer Boy,"
"Guys, how about we try it one more time then we will move on the new one," Terry said.
Jay just rolled his eyes and picked up his drumsticks and counted them in.
Terry looked at Adam with desperation. They had both been trying to keep their brothers from ripping each other's throats out for the last hour. Not an uncommon occurrence but with the bet they had become more intense.
Fortunately both men managed to keep quiet for the next hour until they had finished. Well quiet apart from Josh's brutal yet soulful voice blending with the hard rock rhythm of the band.
"And I think we are done," Adam called out as they played the last chord of 'Toothbrush Salesman'.
"Thank God," Jay sighed, "Hey Bro you think Dork-Chop over there," pointing at Josh, "can give you a lift home? I am going to go collect on our bet if you know what I mean," he grinned.
"So what you will be home in what ten minutes still the world's ugliest virgin," Josh snickered.
Jay just glared as he got in his car and drove off.
"Hey Josh aren't you in Adam's English class?" Terry asked as the three of them got into his car.
"Yeah so?"
"Well then you would have an essay due tomorrow too," he said fatherly.
Man Josh hated when Terry got all-mature on him. He didn't need two fathers, theirs was enough.
He just grumbled insults at his older brother as they drove off.
Disclaimer: *Betty owns Neo *Busta owns Josh *WWE owns wrestlers
The steam began to clear and the five young men emerged from the showers.
"So what did you get up to last night?" the short blonde smiled.
'Yeah, you and Gail were MIA nearly the whole party," the beast-man said.
"Hey that's my sister you are talking about guys," a new voice said.
"Andrew, shut up," the man-beast growled.
"So the question is did you two you know, hop on the good foot and do the bad thing?" the blonde asked in the worst Austin Powers impression known to man.
"Dude," he said trying not to laugh, "I have no idea what you are on about. Gail and I just when to get some more ice."
He then threw a clean shirt at his brother.
"Yeah I thought as much. Adam, you are going to be a virgin for life," his brother said.
"And like Neo is going to open her legs at the click of your fingers Jay," a voice said from behind Adam.
"I bet I will sleep with her before you even get to second base with Lisa-doesn't even know you exist-Marie," Jay called out.
"Who told you that?" he asked his best friend's brother.
"Ah Neo, they are best friends remember dumb ass," he retorted back.
"Hey Josh. I think they are betting words. So why don't we put our mouth where his mouth is?" Adam said.
"Yeah. Let's say we all put $50 in, winner gets the lot. Your girl must also be a virgin so there is no cheating. Terry where is that tin box you were kicking around before?" Josh asked the man beast and his older brother.
"Well I'm in. I won't mind getting my hands on that Amy Dumas," he nodded as he open his locker and got the banged up old candy tin out.
Jay, Adam, Terry and Josh all put their money in.
"What about you Martin? You in or will Torrie have to get a real man?" Jay asked his best friend.
"No man I'm in,' he said dropping his money in.
"And just to make it interesting, whoever loses it last or is still a virgin by Prom must streak across the dance floor as the Prom King and Queen are dancing," Josh said looking eye to eye with Jay.
Both not blinking an eye.
"Well umm guys I have to get home. I promised Mom I would cook tonight so I will see you all for the first day of semester," Andrew said quickly.
He had to get out of their the tension could have been cut with a knife.
"Man is it Sunday already? I have an English essay due first lesson," Adam groaned.
"Well maybe you should do it then but not until after band practice," Terry smiled.
"Yeah. You two coming?" he asked referring to Josh and Jay, who still hadn't budged from their stare.
"You're going down pretty boy,' Josh said before walking out the door behind Adam.
"You are singing the way off," Jay said from behind his drum kit.
Josh turned around and glared.
"See it's, Dest. Ined. For. E. Tern. It. Y. What. Went. Wrong. With. Soci. Et. Y." he continued. (Destined For Eternity. What Went Wrong With Society)
"Maybe you aren't playing it right Drummer Boy,"
"Guys, how about we try it one more time then we will move on the new one," Terry said.
Jay just rolled his eyes and picked up his drumsticks and counted them in.
Terry looked at Adam with desperation. They had both been trying to keep their brothers from ripping each other's throats out for the last hour. Not an uncommon occurrence but with the bet they had become more intense.
Fortunately both men managed to keep quiet for the next hour until they had finished. Well quiet apart from Josh's brutal yet soulful voice blending with the hard rock rhythm of the band.
"And I think we are done," Adam called out as they played the last chord of 'Toothbrush Salesman'.
"Thank God," Jay sighed, "Hey Bro you think Dork-Chop over there," pointing at Josh, "can give you a lift home? I am going to go collect on our bet if you know what I mean," he grinned.
"So what you will be home in what ten minutes still the world's ugliest virgin," Josh snickered.
Jay just glared as he got in his car and drove off.
"Hey Josh aren't you in Adam's English class?" Terry asked as the three of them got into his car.
"Yeah so?"
"Well then you would have an essay due tomorrow too," he said fatherly.
Man Josh hated when Terry got all-mature on him. He didn't need two fathers, theirs was enough.
He just grumbled insults at his older brother as they drove off.