Bianca's POV

This game has an unnerving potential to get out of hand. Since we're all kind of coupled up no one has really pushed the limits on crossing over between pairs. Except for Adam when he kissed me. It wasn't a major kiss or anything, but once I got a taste of Adam I knew I wanted to kiss him again. I'm relieved Drew didn't get upset. He's usually the jealous type, I guess he doesn't view Adam as competition.

Back to the game, "Adam, I dare you to go into the closet blindfolded, we're going to send someone in there to do whatever they want to you, and when you come out you have to guess who was in there with you." Dallas says. Wow talk about elaborate dares, at least it's interesting. I wonder how we're going to decide who goes into the closet with Adam.

Adam shrugs at this, Looking completely indifferent to the dare, he gets up and let's Dallas blindfold him. Dallas leads him over to the closet and shuts the door.

"Alright because Drew is his brother he's getting exempted from this dare, and since I was the one who dared him I'm exempt too. That leaves you three," Dallas says. He walks over to the mini-fridge and grabs a glass coke bottle. "We'll do it the old fashion way, spin the bottle," he sets the bottle down between us and spins it.

After a few rotations the bottle finally slows down and lands on… me. I immediately look up at Drew to make sure he's okay with this. He says, "It's okay Bee, it's just a dare."

I get up and walk toward the closet. I'm a little nervous, but a good kind of nervous, like butterflies in my stomach. I open the door and step in, shutting it behind me.

Before I can do anything Adam says, "We don't have to do anything, it's cool. We can just play it off when we leave the closet." So considerate of him.

I take a moment to ponder his words. He's still blindfolded and standing there waiting for me to make the first move. After another moment of silence, I decide to just go for it.

I crash my lips onto his. I need clarification. I need him to discern my feelings for me and this kiss is the only way to do that, well the only way that doesn't involve words.

For a moment his lips are unresponsive. Maybe he doesn't feel the things I feel, maybe I've been misinterpreting the whole thing, maybe I built this all up in my head.

And just when I think he's going to pull away, I feel his lips start to kiss me back. I feel his arms go around my waist. He's pulling me closer and I oblige, we're body to body and it feels incredible. It's exactly how I imagined it would feel, but better because it's the real deal.

I part my lips and his tongue immediately finds mine. The kiss is aggressive, with both of us fighting for control. I suppress a moan, not wanting anyone on the outside to hear.

He starts to really get into it and pushes me up against the closet door. His hands are roaming and groping my body as he starts to fiddle with my bra strap. My hands are tugging at the bottom of his shirt, silently asking if I can take it off. I want as much of him as I can get before this dream inevitably ends.

He quickly pulls off his shirt and his lips find mine again. He has one hand resting on my lower back and the other caressing the back of my neck, pulling me into a deeper kiss. I let a little moan slip, which only turns him on more.

He picks me up and presses me completely against the closet door as my legs wrap around his waist. He grinds into me and it feels like heaven, another moan slips. He moves his lips down to my neck and starts to suck. I bite my lip in order to prevent myself from completely losing it in this closet with Adam. Whatever will power I thought I had seems to be dissolving quickly.

Realizing that he might leave a hickey, I tilt his face back up toward mine. I wish I could look into his eyes right now. What would be staring back at me? Love? Lust? Desire? This break from kissing pulls me back into reality. Right outside this door is my boyfriend and our friends, I can't be doing this with Adam right now.

I softly push him off of me and unwrap my legs from him as he gently sets me on the floor. I can tell he's a little confused and disappointed when he realizes it's over.

I lean down and grab his shirt that we discarded only moments ago, "Here," I say handing it to him. I see a surprised look on his face. Oh shit, I definitely wasn't supposed to talk. He slides on the shirt and is about to say something but I'm already out the door. Shit I probably gave myself away in there. Stupid, stupid Bianca. Dammit, I guess I can always deny. But everyone here knows it's me, and now Adam knows.

Adam has his shirt back on when he follows me out of the closet. Everyone is staring, Drew looks a little pissed and Dallas has a stupid grin on his face. Blair looks like she wants to rip my eyes out and Katie looks amused by the whole thing. How long were we in there for? I hope I don't looks nearly as flustered as I feel.

Kissing Adam didn't clear anything up for me like I hoped it would. On the contrary, it made everything a thousand times more confusing.

Adam speaks first, "Can I take the blindfold off now?"

Dallas laughs, "Sure buddy," he says walking up to Adam and untying it.

Drew speaks up, "So Adam, did you have fun in there?" He says with an undertone of anger.

Adam shrugs indifferently, "It was alright." Wow, just alright? More like potentially amazing! Was he not in the same closet I was?

Blair seems to like that answer because she walks up to Adam and whispers something in his ear that has him grinning ear to ear. Drew also seems to calm down after hearing that.

"So," Dallas says, "Do you know who was in there with you?" Bringing us all back to the dare.

Adam quickly glances at me before turning his attention back to Blair. "Uh it was-"

"Boys, it's time for the girls to go home!" I hear Mrs. Torres shout from the top of the stairs.

I feel a sigh of relief after being interrupted. Before Adam can answer Katie, Blair, and I are heading up the stairs to the front door.

When we're outside Blair grabs my wrist and turns me around, "What did you do with Adam?" She asks demandingly. I can practically see the green in her eyes, full of jealousy and rage, completely directed at me.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" I hiss back. I can out bitch this bitch any day.

"Stay away from him, you already have one Torres, no need to get your claws hooked in another one," She says letting go of me and walking away.

I have half a mind to storm after her and start something I know I can finish, but I remember that my car is still at school and I'll need a ride back.

I turn around, with my hand ready to knock, when the door opens.

A/N: Next couple chapters are already written but any suggestions or advice on where you want to see this story go are always welcome.