"Okay, we all know how to play," Alice announced. "Adrian—" She snatched away his vodka—"you will be supplying the bottle."

He sighed. "Fine, fine. It's worth it if I get to kiss my little dhampir." He winked at me. I rolled my eyes.

I hate Spin the Bottle.

Adrian spun first. The twirling glass bottle quickly hypnotized me, and I watched it attentively. Please don't let it land on me.

The bottle slowed to a stop, coming to a halt on…Lissa. I breathed a sigh. Adrian gestured to the closet.

I couldn't help it—I slipped into Lissa's head.

It was dark, but she had enough light to make out Adrian's face. His green eyes looked uncertain but flippant, as usual. He leaned in. She closed her eyes. The heat of his body seemed closer in the small space; she could easily picture his mouth moving toward hers. Unable to stomach the thought of kissing Adrian, she pictured Christian instead, his black hair falling slightly into his crystalline eyes, so filled with warmth and affection… She felt a soft brush against her lips, and then there was a click and light crashed into the small room. Embarrassment tinged her cheeks as she stepped out. I came back to myself.

"It was quick," I assured Christian under my breath. He nodded as Lissa spun the bottle, which came to a halt on…me. Crap. I stood and entered the closet, Lissa close behind.

"Okay," I murmured. "Here." I quickly touched my lips to hers and pulled away. A strange feeling overtook me. I shook it off and smiled wryly. "Sorry."

She laughed. "Not your fault." She opened the door and we sat down. I spun. Dimitri, Dimitri, Dimitri…Emmett.

Rosalie's eyes shot daggers at me from across the circle. Sighing, I leaned over and pecked him on the lips, not bothering with the closet. The vodka bottle just lay there serenely, mocking me. Emmett spun and got Mia, who got Bella, who got Edward, who got Dimitri. You're kidding, right, God? I'm not that bad.

I hated Edward and didn't much relish the thought of lips that touched his touching mine. Not wanting to think about it, I looked at Alice and quickly struck up a conversation. "So when did Bella turn?"

I guess she didn't want to think about it either. "After she married Edward and got pregnant."

I stared in horror at Bella. "You cheated on him?" I hated her too—she was selfless to the point that it was unhealthy, and too passive and boring for me—but I'd always thought she was too sickly sweet to do that.

"No!" she yelled. "He got me pregnant."

Thank God. I didn't want to have to change my opinion of her.

"He left her once," Alice explained.

"Yeah," Rosalie interjected. "And she jumped off a cliff."

I stared. "Explain."

They did, and I found myself so wrapped up in the story that I didn't notice when the guys didn't come out.

APOV

Rose was so enraptured by Alice's story, as was everyone else. Had they really not noticed that the guys had been in there way too long?

A knock on the door cut Alice's story short. Rose stood up to get it, and everyone else followed. Except me.

I walked over to the closet and opened it. "Okay, what's going—" My words died in my throat.

Before me was the most bizarre scene I'd ever witnessed in my life. Dimitri and Edward were kissing, hands on each other's hips. Dimitri's long hair fell forward, grazing Edward's white cheek. Edward gave a small moan into Dimitri's mouth and Dimitri's hands tightened on the other man's hips.

I swear, God, I never meant for it to go this far.

I didn't break this up into chapters very well. Sorry. The next one will be disproportionately long… For now, suffer with my description of Dimitri and Edward. It physically pained me to write that, it really did…

-Skylar