Hello again. I'm supposed to be doing coursework so I decided to write another chapter instead. Enjoy!

Of course. Of course it had to be the one person I didn't know.

Alex.

I saw him look at me with a sudden excitement, which was quickly replaced by fear. I think that may have had something to do with the fact that Zach slid me off his knee and stormed towards Alex, his eyes blazing. Nick and Grant jumped up, holding him back by his broad shoulders as he struggled to push past them.

"It's just a dare, mate, don't let it get to you." Nick pleaded.

"It's only a hickey. It's not like they're having sex or anything," said Grant, still grappling with Zach's slowly weakening pushes to release himself. "You don't have to watch or anything, just go into the hallway till it's done."

At that he stopped dead. "No fucking way am I standing outside while he's feeling up my girl!" he yelled. As much as I wanted to be a bit annoyed that he implied he owned me or whatever, I loved the sentiment behind it.

I walked up to him and cupped his flushed face in my hands. I looked directly into his eyes, emerald on storm grey and quickly but firmly kissed him. He relaxed under my touch and he leant back, and nodded, looking away.

I took a deep breath and headed towards Alex. The original excitement I'd seen in his eyes had returned, really not helping with the whole boyfriend freaking out thing. He gave me a flash of a grin before leaning in for my lips. I saw Zach tense up in my peripheral vision.

"Excuse me? Hickey then we're done." I said, giving him a no nonsense look.

I saw him shrug and once again lean in, this time aiming for my neck, just above my collarbone. I felt his lips begin to suck gently at first on my tender skin, then he began to nip lightly, causing small flashes of pain. The small bites just hurt, not the exhilarating pleasure-pains I was used to with Zach. I made my look of discomfort an obvious one, an effort to soothe Zach slightly. I felt Alex's tongue lap at my neck as he moved his mouth against my throat. It felt wet and wrong. Bex cleared her throat and after a second or two, Alex unattached himself from me.

I trudged back to Zach, feeling mentally exhausted. I crashed into his arms and leant back. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Alex flash Zach a smug grin. That really bugged me. I turned to Zach, straddling him and gave him a look of pure desire. He understood immediately. We crashed together, our lips interlocking. I grinded on his lap a little, which he encouraged by bucking his hips. I felt his hands roam about my body, my back, my hips, my stomach. He began to kiss down my neck, causing me to gasp a little with pleasure. When he reached the already darkening spot at the edge of my collarbone, I flipped my neck back allowing a clear view for all to see. Zach nipped and sucked, clearly marking me as his. And this time I didn't care. I raked my nails down his back, allowing him to feel the same waves of euphoria mixed with the sting of teeth. As we slowed down and eventually broke apart, I saw Alex's smile had faltered, back to an unsure smile. It normally wasn't something I'd do so openly and in public, but I felt I had something to prove.

We turned back to face everyone again. Everyone seemed a little shocked but I tried to diffuse the situation by turning everyone's attention back to that game. I spun the bottle and waited for it to slow down.

It landed on Grant. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare"

"I dare you to admit to breaking Bex's straighteners." I looked him dead in the eye. He at least had the decency to look guilty. Last time the boys had exchanged with us; Grant had somehow managed to pull apart Bex's hair straightener. He'd then blamed it on me to avoid Bex's wrath. She wouldn't speak to me for a week, even after I ordered a new set. She had complained that it would take too long, even after we hacked into Amazon. I still wasn't allowed to borrow them.

Grant looked at Bex sheepishly. "Yeah babe, I'm sorry. I kinda threw them at Nick." He shuffled closer to her, leaning in for a forgiveness kiss. She gave him a playful slap, but he winced slightly at the contact. I know from experience Bex's playful slaps really frigging hurt. She kissed him anyway, a light peck on the check. She turned to me with an apologetic look on her face.

"Cammie! I'm so sorry! Why didn't you tell me? I was so pissed at you I took the left shoe of your favourite heels. Now I feel like shit. I'm sorry, Cam." She gushed, genuinely looking upset. I gave her a kind smile

"You're fine, Bex. Honest." She smiled gratefully at me and smacked at Grant's outstretched hand, reaching to spin the bottle. "You broke my straighteners; I get to spin. Deal?"

Grant put his hands up in mock surrender. Wise boy, I thought. The bottle landed on Jonas. Poor boy, I thought.

Bex had a determined look about her when she asked Jonas the question, "truth or dare?"

"Um, truth," he mumbled, fixing his glasses. Picking truth's not gonna save you, I thought.

"Who has the biggest dick out of your whole dorm?" she asked, openly smirking. "We want proof and exact measurements from all of you. Go" All the guys looked at her with absolute horror. No one moved but Macey looked like she was about to piss herself, silently laughing. "It's either you go or you all lose by default." She looked at Macey for confirmation, who nodded, tears streaming down her face. Eventually, the boys agreed but only if they could do it in their room. They stalked off, grumbling and complaining as they walked into their room. After a few minutes, they came back with a list of numbers and a phone with an album of photos. We huddled round the page and the phone, craning our necks to see them. The first one was Nick. He was an above average 7 inches, with a slimmer girth. Jonas was around 5-6 inches with a slightly wider girth. Liz didn't seem to mind though.

"It's okay, he can do really good things with his tongue."

Pushing that mental image far, far out of my mind, we moved onto the next one, Grant. He was the biggest so far at about 8 inches but he had a massive girth. Bex gave us a smug smile and winked. I suddenly felt strangely competitive, feeling the need to beat Bex. Finally, we moved on to Zach's photo. I was impressed to see the look of shock on Macey and Bex's faces. Zach was about nine inches in length but not as wide as Grant. I could've told it was him, even from the fine line of hair going from his bellybutton to the beginning of his length. Macey blew a sarcastic kiss at him and he rolled his eyes good-naturedly. Jonas span the bottle, and it landed on Liz. He smiled at her, threading her fingers with his. She replied truth to his question.

"Okay, if you had to get a tattoo, what would it be and where?"

She pondered this for a moment or two but responded with a calm, even voice.

"I'd get a small π on the heel of my foot. It sounds nerdy, I know, but I find I fascinating. That tiny little Greek letter has infinite possibilities and even though it doesn't look like much, it helped change the world. It's kinda what I wanna do someday." She shrugged and leant back, blinking rapidly. She turned and I saw unfallen tear, slowly building in her eyes. Everyone else noticed too but politely didn't say anything. Since it became apparent she wasn't in a state to question anyone, Alex took her place. He spins the bottle and watched it twirl around until it finally stopped on…

Me.

Are you fucking serious?!

The god of spin the bottle had seriously got it out for me.

I saw Alex smirk at me. It wasn't like Zach's smirk that got me all hot and bothered and completely turned me on. This smirk just bothered me. It was like the creepy calm before the creepy storm.

"Cammie," He asked,

"Truth. Or. Dare?"

Cliffy again. Sorry, stuff just happens.

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What do you think of Alex? Isn't he so… just eugh. Tell me any plot ideas or dare and stuff you want me to include and I might mention you in the next chapter.

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