Thanks for the reviews…here's chapter five.
Lucas looked around at his willing victims. Rubbing his hands in glee, he asked, "Truth or Dare?" to Peyton.
"Truth?" her fingers were rubbing at her eyes. They were watering profusely, putting a hand in her sweater pocket, she pulled out a pair of glasses. Sliding them on, over the ridge of her nose, so she could see comfortably. She pushed her hair behind her ears and looked at them out of her glasses.
Lucas sat back in his chair, eyes dead on her, "Have you ever had sex on school property?"
Peyton looked him in the eye, "No, but I'm willing to bet you have."
Lucas winked at her and looked away, "Your turn, four eyes."
"My name is Peyton, junkie boy." She smirked at him and turned to Brooke.
"Truth or Dare?" she asked.
"Dare." Brooke straightened her shoulders and glared at Peyton, daring her to come up with something good.
"I dare you," Peyton drew out the words, endlessly, "to kiss Haley on the lips."
Brooke looked over at the basket case girl, who was staring back at her. A twinkle in her eyes and a half smirk on her lips.
"No way." Brooke pushed back her chair and stood up.
"Or you can give junkie boy a lap dance in your bra and undies." Peyton sat back and waited for the Prom Queen to pick.
Brooke sat back down, "Fine, I'll kiss the weird girl, but if this gets around, I'll kill each and every one of you."
Brooke walked over to where Haley sat next to Lucas and knelt down to Haley's face. Closing her eyes, she puckered up and waited….nothing happened.
"We're waiting, to see the Prom Queen get it on," Lucas taunted her.
Rolling her eyes, Brooke leaned in and kissed Haley on the lips. Soft and tender at first, a slight taste of cinnamon and smoke. Haley kissed her back lightly, her hands lightly touching Brooke's shoulders.
Brooke pulled back and wiped the back of her hand over her mouth, "My turn."
"Nathan, truth or dare?"
"Dare."
"I dare you to give Haley a lap dance in your boxer shorts and only your boxer shorts, all other clothes must go." Brooke grinned widely.
Turning Haley's chair out into the aisle. Nathan disrobed down to his boxer shorts, placing his hands on either side of her chair. He leaned down and tipped her chin up, lightly brushing her hair out of her eyes.
He looked into her eyes, mocha met chocolate. He winked at her and the slow gyration of his hips started as he rotated from left to right. His hands lightly racing over his chest, his six pack of abs flexing as he moved.
Shaking it like a hot pepper, he moved to the rhythm in his head and kept going until everyone else was doubled over laughing.
Flushing a dark red, Nathan grabbed his clothes and put them on. Turning to his brother, "your turn, truth or dare?"
"Dare." Lucas played with his lighter.
"I dare you to…..
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