"Why are you all looking at me like that?!" He questioned, peering into each

face.

"Because your ideas usually end in disaster." Clark answered honestly.

Rolling his eyes and choosing to ignore the statement, Joey continued

communicating his idea. "Let's play a game of Truth!" his voice was bright, ready for the compliments and whole hearted acceptance of his game that did not come.

"We already know everything about each other, so-"

"Like Truth or Dare with no Dare option?"

"Joey, sweetie, this could end badly-"

"No."

"Come on guys! It will be fun!" he encouraged them, "Even more fun because we know each other so well."

"And why is that?" Dylan asked, sounding unconvinced.

"Because you can't say anything that one of us knows already, and if you do.." he thought for a moment, "the rest of us converse and come up with some horrible dare for you to complete!"

"What is this, Junior High?" Julia snorted.

"I'm in!" Lauren called, competition and challenge sparking like fire in her eyes.

"Ehh.. I guess I will play." Brian hesitated but immediately began wracking his brain for a secret knowing his friends could come up with some nasty and/or morally reprehensible task for his to do.

Eventually they all agreed, save Clark who chose to talk to James while his friends went and, as he so lovingly put it, "made idiots out of themselves".

"And as the genius who came up with the idea, I call choosing who has to go first!" Joey spoke quickly, as if someone else was going to choose. The friends chorused a groan and shifted their eyes nervously.

"Let me see.." he drew out his decision, trying to keep them in suspense, "Charlene! You go first!"

The musician sighed, gazing upwards trying hard to think of something no one knew, and preferably something that didn't completely embarrass her.

"You guys won't judge me on this, right?" She asked, her voice deep and throaty. Everyone agreed and let out soft chuckles, looking forward to her secret. "Okay well, sometimes, on occasion, if I am really bored... I might read some fanfiction." she mumbled, "it's some good entertainment!" she tried to justify.

"What kind of fanfiction do you read?" Darren laughed.

Charlene began turning red, "StarKid fanfics.."

It was still for the briefest of moments before they all roared in laughter. Charlene joined in after realizing they weren't upset or freaked out by it.

"Oh. My. God." Julia, with tears in her eyes, laughed. After they all settled

down she spoke again, "I will go next." she half raise her hand and cleared her

throat, "Last year, about a month before Leaky... I wrote a fanfiction about

us."

"No way!"

"Wait, what!?"

"What was it about-"

"As soon as we get off this island I am going to hunt that story Dow-"

She just shook her head, her silvery eyes sparkling, "Mere? You wanna go?"

"Alright, alright, but mine isn't a funny one.." she grumbled, "I had the

biggest crush in the world on Robbie while you were with him, Juls. I really hope you aren't mad at me for it!" she sighed. Robbie was a rather attractive, dark skinned man they went to school with. He was Julia's most serious and longest lasting relationship before Darren.

"Why would I be mad about that? Besides, the past is past." Julia reached over

and squeezed her hand, reassuringly.

"Girls.." Joe mumbled under his breath, causing Lauren to whack him in the stomach without even looking over.

"You go next then, Joe." Meredith glared playfully over at him.

"Fine I will!" He took a deep breath and thought for a second, "In my freshman year of high school I had. Broken arm and got so fed up with the cast that I cut it off myself!" He sat back with a smug look on his face.

"Woah, Woah, Woah! Don't look so proud of yourself. You told me that story already!" Joey said, laughing as Joe's expression turned to one of dread.

"No I haven't.." He argued.

"Yes. You have! And you went and got the saw out of your friend's garage, and he

held your arm down for you!"

Joe cursed to himself while the rest of his friends huddled up a few feet away and, in hush, excited voices, decided his punishment. He watched as Lauren and Joey, especially, talked in excited and hushed whispers. He saw the rest of the group mod and laugh, and as Meredith began counting things on her fingers. His palms began to sweat and he wiped them on the sandy and rumpled fabric of his cargo shorts. His friends began laughing again, and finally, began walking towards him.

"Alright Joseph," Darren spoke threateningly, "we are going to blindfold you."

Oh, God. Joe thought, this is going to be worse than anything I imagined.

"-and we are going to hold three mystery objects in front of you, upon command you must like whatever is in front of your face and after, you must guess what it was!" all of them has crazed and maniacal smiles on their faces.

Julia tied her silky blue scarf around his equally blue eyes, everything went black and all sounds became muffled. He could feel the air change as his friends scrambled around, and hear their near-silent whispers.

"LICK!" he heard Jaime shout, and, bracing himself for the worst, he stuck out his pink tongue and dragged it across the mystery surface. It was smooth and tasteless and was covered lightly with short hairs. It was disgusting.

Joe had only just finished gagging when Jaime's voice commanded his tongue again. This time his mouth filled with millions of sand grains that lodges under his tongue and against his gums, some even went as far as the back of his throat, causing A coughing fit. He felt a gentle hand rubbing his back, and he wasn't sure if it was Liam's or Dylan's.

He heard the final call from Jaime and some scuffling and a hissed "no, guys!" He stuck his tongue out obediently. This time the result was not unpleasant, strange maybe, but not as bad as the first two. The surface was soft and smooth, it smelled of vanilla and was as easy to identify as the sand.

He sat a moment longer in darkness before Julia untied his blindfold for him and sat back down next the Charlene.

"What were they, Walker?" Brian asked, watching him intently.

"Easy." Joe smiled confidently at them, "Object 1: Joey's chest. Object 2: a handful of sand. Object 3: Lauren's cheek."

He was right, of course.

The game continued, each friend confessing the unknown: Lauren, the time she had to go to the Principals office in fifth grade (something her parents still didn't know), Darren, walking in on two of their professors doing some wildly inappropriate things, Brian had lied about when he had his first time, and Dylan being the one that broke Darren's guitar their Senior year. Liam had to take the the dare: Brian's foot, sunscreen, and a bit of seaweed respectively.

Each person had taken their turn, laughs were shared, and finally only Joey was left to spill his deepest secret. Unfortunately for him, he had completely forgotten to think of something no one knew, there is no way he would be licking anything his friends put in front of him, especially with Joes dirty mind. He had that one secret, but he couldn't tell anyone that.

"C'mon Richter, it's our turn!" Lauren was growing impatient.

"Yea, you have had enough time to think!" Brian chimed in.

All his friends were growing restless, Joey began sweating, what was he going to say?! He had to say something!

"Uh-... I um.." he began stuttering, his friends gazes growing more and more expectant. Joey squeezed his eyes shut willing for something, anything, to make itself known, and before he could stop it the words flew out of his full force and full volume, "JAIME AND I HAVE BEEN SLEEPING TOGETHER!"