Bree's POV

After we finished making fun of Bill, the four of us made our way up to the twins' hotel room. Em's jaw hit the floor as soon as she got inside and looked around, so did mine. We stood in the door way gaping as Bill ran past us grasping the suitcase.

"You're gonna catch fly's soon." Tom quipped walking over to me and closing my mouth. I rolled my eyes playfully and smirked at him slapping his hand away from my face. Emily managed to recover and was now walking around the room touching everything as if she had just opened her eyes for the first time. She was making quiet remarks such as "Gosh that is beautiful!" and "Holy cow that must have cost heaps." until Gustav walked over to her and offered her a drink, breaking her out of the trance she was engulfed in. Of course she accepted and they went to get drinks for everyone in the kitchen. Bill had gone straight to bedroom to unpack his bag and make sure everything was there. Georg, Tom and I sat down on the couches in front of the huge flat screen TV and chatted.

"So, Tom told me that you and Emily are here for an audition; do you act or something?" Georg asked me getting comfortable on the couch opposite to me and Tom.

"Oh no, I don't act. Emily is the one going for the audition." I slightly laughed at the thought of me being an actress. "Hey Em?" I yelled to her in the kitchen and was met a "Yeah?"

"What's the name of the movie you're trying out for? Royal something?" I yelled back furrowing my brow trying to remember the name.

"Royal Freedom, Bree, Royal Freedom!" She said coming into the lounge carrying a variety of drinks including Red Bull, Coke, Beer and either tea or coffee; I couldn't quite tell.

"Yeah that's it. Royal Freedom… sounds kinda contradictory don't you think?" Everyone stared at me waiting for an explanation. "Well, being a royal usually means that you basically have no freedom. Like you get followed around all the time and you can't anything without someone taking a picture of you. Kinda like you guys." Gustav just about spit his Coke everywhere as he giggled uncontrollably while we stared at him with confused expressions. Once he calmed down he stared as us.

"You're seriously comparing us to royals?" He took off his glasses and wiped his eyes.

"Well… I mean… yeah I guess I am." I couldn't think of anything to say so I just shrugged my shoulders and reached out to grab a Red Bull off the table. Bill finally finished with his bag and plonked down on the couch on the other side of Tom snatching a Coke. I could feel Tom staring at me so I looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Yeeeees?" I asked drawing it out in a questioning way.

"You aren't gonna have a beer?" He asked as he opened one and took a swig from it. I had completely forgotten that I could drink over here. Tom slightly pushed the opened bottle my way. What the heck! I took it from his hand and nervously chugged it down, I had never drank alcohol except for the glass of wine on the plane. This boy is having a bad influence on me but, I love it!

After a few of hours of sitting there learning more about each other and drinking; it became dark outside. I was just about to suggest that Emily and I go back to our hotel when a very hypo Bill exclaimed that we should play Truth or Dare. I was glad that we didn't have to leave just yet but I was also rather nervous about playing Truth or Dare with four drunken, teenaged boys.

"I'll start!" Georg piped up, putting down his third empty beer bottle.

"Hmm… Emily, truth or dare?" Emily's face was paused in thought for a couple of seconds before she announced "Truth!" with a huge smile.

"Okay. Do you have a crush on Bill?" She nodded her head vigorously and didn't even blush. The alcohol must have started to take effect on her; it certainly had on me. I was even more giggly than usual and I could feel my head spin slightly. Georg just nodded and cracked open another one while Bill laughed and moved to sit next to Emily, leaving just me and Tom on one couch and the other four on the one across from us.

"Gustav, truth or dare?" He must have been feeling rather bold as he declared that he was going to do a dare. Emily grinned evilly and thought up of the most embarrassing thing that she could in her drunken state. Her eyes lit up suddenly as she stood up and stumbled towards the doorway.

"I dare you to go down to the foyer and run around, butt naked screaming "Free Willy!" Everyone burst into laughter as soon as she finished her sentence, everyone except for Gustav of course. He just sat there with eyes as wide as saucers and his mouth hanging open in shock.

"You have to unless you want to be Emily's slave." Bill said as he saw the look on Gus' face. He swallowed hard and chugged down what was left in his bottle and got up. He belched loudly and said casually.

"So do I strip now or when we get down there?" We all cheered when we realized that he was actually going to do it. Man he must have been completely plastered! We all hauled ourselves off the couches and stumbled out the door and towards the elevator. I tripped over just as we arrived outside the elevator doors with Tom trying to catch me which ended with us both on the floor in a fit of giggles. We quickly got up as soon as we realized the position we were in. Tom had landed directly on top of me and my legs had fallen open, making it an extremely awkward situation.

"Wow you guys didn't waste any time, huh!" Georg wiggled his eyebrows and made rather suggestive movements. Tom slapped him upside the head just as they doors opened and we all filed into the elevator. We were all laughing as we exited the elevator and made our way over to the foyer.

"Okay guys," Emily stopped and leaned on the wall. "We'll watch from here." We all looked away as Gustav stripped and handed his clothes to Bill, who threw them to Georg. I couldn't help but giggle as I saw Gustav's lily white backside. He announced that he was ready and we all turned around, with Tom playfully covering my eyes. I pushed his hands out of the way just as Gus took off towards the reception. As instructed, he screamed "FREE WILLY!" at the top of his lungs. We were practically rolling on the floor clutching our stomachs when he took it one step further and ran into the restaurant to flash all of the diners who had the most horrified look on their faces! We had all managed to move into the elevator and were screaming out to him. He quickly sprinted over and got in just as the doors closed. He stood there panting with a huge grin on his face until he finally remembered that he was still completely naked and snatched his clothes back from Georg. Once we got back into the room I was just praying that Gustav didn't choose me to face his wrath! I knew that whoever he chose would probably be end up being very embarrassed by the end of the game.

"Bree." FUCK! "Truth or dare?" I sunk down into my chair. I weighed up my chances. If I chose truth he might make me tell him something private, but if I chose dare it'll be some really bad. Somehow my brain wasn't corresponding properly with my mouth and before I could think about it for one more second I blabbed "Dare." I slapped my hand over my mouth as soon as I heard it. No, no, no you IDIOT Bree! I knew I couldn't take it back so I just sat there quietly as I awaited my doom. Gustav was thinking really hard, I could see the concentration on his face.

He finally spoke up as I was taking a sip of my fourth beer. "I dare you to sit in your underwear for the rest of the game." He had a rather pleased smile on his face. I closed my eyes and sighed. Just get it over and done with Bree; at least he isn't daring you to go naked. I stood up in front of everyone and flushed red removing my top first. It was even more embarrassing because that day I had worn my special sexy, red set of underwear which was now going to be in full view of everyone. I may as well have some fun with it! I thought to myself as I reached out and took a huge gulp of my beer, flushing away the rest of my inhibitions. I slowly pulled down my shorts whilst swaying my hips a little. Emily gasped as she saw my outfit.

"DUDE! You never told me you had this!" She screeched and chuckled loudly.

"Hey, at least it's not a thong!" I giggled along with her as the boys sat there trying not to stare; and all failing miserably! I locked eyes with Gustav and asked him, "Happy now, Gus?" as I twirled around revealing my ass and my tattoo on my lower back. And no, it is not a tramp stamp. It's actually a tattoo of my little sister's name; she drowned when she was 5 and it absolutely broke my heart. I would have got it on my shoulder but I wanted to be able to cover it up.

"Who is Hayley?" Bill asked snapping his eyes away from my body. I sat down next to Tom who was still checking me out.

"She is my little sister. She passed away two years ago; she was only 5 but we were so close." I didn't feel the need to cry like many other people would because I know that she would want me to be happy and smiling.

"Oh that's so sad. I'm really sorry." Bill came over to me and gave me a hug and squeezing me a little bit. I smiled warmly and pulled away from Bill.

"Look I don't want it to get in the way of a good night so… let's party! Tom, truth or dare?" He immediately looked at me with a scared look on his face.

"Dare, of course." I could tell he was trying to be macho and show off so I chose something that would definitely get on his nerves.

"I dare you to get dressed in Bills clothes and sing for us." His face dropped when I mentioned singing. I smiled nervously at him waiting for him to do something. I looked around the room I saw Bill, Gustav and Georg giving me warning signs.

"Or uh… you could do something else like… um…" I tried to think of something else, but the beer had gone to my head and I had no idea what to say.

"No it's ok. I'll do it." He cut me off but I could see that he really didn't want to and that I had obviously brought up a dangerous subject. I grabbed his hand and looked into his eyes.

"I have a better idea anyway. I dare you to let me spank you 5 times." I grinned at him playfully and raised an eyebrow. Bill cackled and said "About damn time someone told him off!" Tom looked at me with a look as if to say 'is that it?'

"But you have to strip down to your boxers." I added shrugging my shoulders as he stood up and announced that the beer was going right through him. He went to the bathroom to pee and we all finished off our beers making casual chit chat until he came out. I looked over to him and my breath caught in my throat. He was standing there with only his boxers on. I never knew how fit he was, I mean underneath all of those baggy shirts he had abs and muscles! He walked over to me and asked me where I wanted him.

"Right here, on my lap." I leaned back into the couch to give him more room. He climbed onto the couch and lay across my knees with his gorgeous ass right there, ready for a slapping.

"Nice view huh, Bree?" Tom said as he smirked up at me and quoted my words on the plane.

"You know it!" I slapped his butt as I said it and he winced in pain. I had a pretty hard hit from rough housing with my brother all the time. The G's were sitting there laughing at Tom being spanked while Bill was tickling Emily. Once the rest of the hits were over Tom sat up and climbed off me rubbing his butt.

"Aw, I didn't hurt you too much did I?" I asked pouting at him with an innocent look on my face. He only replied by whispering in my ear.

"Don't worry, babe. I liked it." I got goose bumps all over my body as his hot breath tickled my neck.

*Smash*

"Oh fuck!"