A/N - Well, the last chapter was sucha major let down! I apologize, aha. Anyways, I hope this chapter will be a lot* funnier.

"That would worse. And, I'm positive that your big toe is fucking bigger than your sad excuse of a dick."

Instead of getting flicked off, Adrian wrestled me to the ground. And, let's just say my knee gave him a lot of pain in his nether region. Serves the bastard right.

He groaned, and got off of me.

"Just walk it off, Adrian," I grinned cheekily, before getting off of the carpet.

The song 'If I Were A Boy' by Beyonce started playing, and Lissa, Mia, and I simutaneously started singing to the lyrics. The guys raised their eyebrows, and I stuck my tongue out at all of them.

Now humming to the song, Lissa went to grab plastic plates, while I sliced the pizza into equal pieces. Mia got out a bottle of tequila, and started pouring the alcohol into plastic cups.

"Plastic, really?" Christian said snarkily. "That's cheap."

Grabbing a slice of pizza, I went over to Christian and slapped it on to his face, saying bitchily, "That can be your slice."

"Thanks, Rose. I appreciate it," Christian sneered and ate a huge chunk of the triangular piece of food. I grinned at him, and went back to slicing a couple more slices. Lissa strolled over to me, and we started placing two slices of pizza on each plate. We gave everybody in the room their plate, and started eating.

Meanwhile, the song 'Live Your Life' by T.I and Rihanna started blasting through the speakers. And, while we were both eating and the song was playing, we were chatting amicably.

Eddie beamed at our group, before saying, "So, when are we going to get drunk out of our sober minds?"

Adrian hiccuped, "Uh, not everybody is sober right now..."

"Alcohol obsessed donkey," I said.

The group raised their eyebrows, and I shrugged. My mind was a creepy place at times.

Christian waggled his eyebrows, and said, "So, I saw you and Dimitri about to fuck the shit out of each other."

I stared at him with a blank look, before saying, "Do you want me to shove my foot up your ass?"

"Wouldn't that be kinda kinky? For the virgin, at least."

I rolled my eyes, imagining myself slapping him.

After about ten minutes, everybody had finished eating their pizza, and were now sipping the alcohol that Mia had poured for everybody. We continued with the game.

"Christian," I questioned, "Truth or dare?"

"Let's see... I think I'll go with a dare. I mean, you can't probably think of a clever dare when you're so fucking intoxicated."

"Dude, I only drank half of my tequila. I can probably drink the whole entire bottle and barely be tipsy. Unlike you, you would probably be passed out. Anyways, I dare you to have my Bad-Ass Russian shave your balls. Or, shall I say, chode."

Christian looked as if he was going to murder himself, or assassinate me. Dimitri looked sick to the stomach. Quickly, I hopped up and jogged into the bathroom. I snatched Lissa's razor out of her shower, and came back to where my group of friends were gathered in a circle.

"Not going to pussy out, are you Christian?" I smirked.

He grumbled, standing up. I got back up, once again, and grabbed the camera. Christian groaned but shook his head. He unbuckled the belt that held up his lipstick stained britches, and unzipped his jeans. Meanwhile, I handed Lissa the camera, telling her to film it. After all, she was used to seeing his cock. Also, I handed Dimitri the razor. Sighing, Christian pulled down his pants, showing off his white ass cheeks. Shaking her head, Lissa started filming.

Adrian shouted out, "That's an attractive sight!"

Groaning, Dimitri gripped the razor tighter, and kneeled down in front of Christian. He gripped his thigh with one hand, and with the other, moved the razor towards Christian's cock. Pieces of pubic hair that belonged to Christian fell onto the floor.

Christian yelped, "Awh, shit! I think my penis is bleeding!"

Mia and I laughed, while Lissa looked sympathetic for her boyfriend, along with the guys. Minus the boyfriend part, though.

Grunting a stream of Russian words, Dimitri continued shaving Christian's dick, while Christian kept complaining. What did I do? Personally, I was laughing at the scene.

After about five minutes later, Dimitri finished his job, and got up, looking relieved that the torture had ended. He handed me the razor, and I put it back in the bathroom where it belonged. Lissa was placing the camera back on the table. Meanwhile, Christian was fastening his belt, groaning.

I took a gulp of my tequila, and shrieked when I felt something sprinkle above me. Hovering over me was Christian. And on the floor surrounding me was the shaved hair. Frantically, I removed each single strand of his pubic hair that was in contact with any body part of mine. I winced, and yelled out, "Bastard!"

Shuddering, I picked up the hair and threw it in the garbage bin. Then, I washed my hands thoroughly.

"Mia, truth or dare?"

"Erm... dare?"

"I dare you to make out with Rose for five minutes."

I glared at him, and stated, "This is payback." It wasn't a question, but Christian said that it was, indeed, payback.

Shrugging her shoulders, knowing that there was no point in arguing, Mia moved a little closer to me. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Dimitri tense slightly, obviously not pleased that I was going to kiss somebody else. Even if she was a female, and there was not a chance of me suddenly becoming lesbian.

Awkwardly, Mia leaned towards me. Our lips brushed softly, before splitting apart slightly, then having our lips come into contact, once again.

Adrian yelled, "Get on with it already!"

I opened my mouth a little bit, and Mia took advantage of that. She slipped her tongue inside my mouth. Our tongues played playfully with each other, before I let her explore every crevice in my mouth. After about two minutes, I pushed her tongue back in her mouth, and slid my pink tongue inside her mouth. Our tongues fought a little more aggressively, fighting for dominance. Of course, I won. After a couple of more minutes, we broke apart, blushing at the gaping faces.

Adrian complained, "Dude! That wasn't very hot! I wanted to see something more! Like you ripping each others' clothes off and having wild lesbian sex."

I rolled my eyes, and crossed my legs.

Mia used her turn next, "Eddie, truth or dare?"

"I think I'll go with a truth."

"Well, that's no fun. Um... When you and Rose dated, did you think she was a good kisser?"

"Well, ignoring the problem with the braces, she was pretty amazing at kissing... Wouldn't you agree?" Eddie smirked.

"Shut up!" Mia blushed crimson.

"Belikov, truth or dare?"

Dimitri hesitated, before replying, "Dare."

Mia quickly whispered something into Eddie's ear, and Eddie grinned evilly.

"You know how Rose's mom came on campus today?"

Dimitri nodded slowly, not understanding where this was going.

"Well, I dare you and Rose to go to the room she's staying at, and practically make out with Rose in front of her mom. You'll be lucky if she doesn't kick your ass."

Dimitri's face paled tremendously.

So, I hope this chapter was better than the previous. And, woah, it's getting late. And, I'm tired.
Question/Request - Can you write me a little poem? :D It'll make me feel special.