I had tried to escape, as soon as those words escaped Macey's mouth, but Bex knew what I was trying to do, and grabbed me before I could race off. Macey came and took my other arm, and seated me in between her and Zach. Oh, great. Him again.
Macey had spent the last five minutes telling everyone how to play the game correctly. The girls and I knew how to play it, and so did Grant. Macey really liked the game, and it had become a habit of hers to play it at least once a week every summer. Zach, Jonas, and Nick were a little more clueless, but they quickly caught on.
"I'll go first, since it was my idea!" Macey said with pride dripping into her voice. I smiled a little bit, only Macey could be proud with coming up with strip truth or dare. Only Macey.
"Cammie!" I snapped back to attention when I heard my name called by Macey. Uh-oh. I hated it when I had to go first. "Truth or dare?" She asked in a sing-song voice.
"Dare." Macey was one of those few people who could mortally embarrass you of you picked truth. Of course, she could embarrass you either way, but her strong suit were truths, just as Bex's strong suit were dares.
"I dare you to…. sneak into your moms office."
"Easy!" I declared. I started to get up.
"Wait! I'm not done. I dare you to sneak into sublevel two, and cover it with soap and water, to create a foamy mess."
Oh my goodness. Getting supplies, easy. The sneaking in part, easy. But creating a mess of a sublevel right under the best spy in the United States nose. Not so easy.
Twenty minutes later I stumbled back into our dorm room, covered in foam, and giggling like a mad man. Everyone in the from had their mouths open, but since they had bugged me with sound and cameras, they couldn't say that I hadn't done it.
I mean, I did the dare. But I may have accidentally also foamed up the there sublevels as well. So, now, all seven sublevels (that I knew of), were covered in foam. I hope no one ever found out that I had done this, otherwise, I was going to be in deep trouble.
Finally everyone settled down, and we continued our game.
I was first.
"Ummmm, Jonas. Truth or dare?" I asked.
"Truth." He answered, still looking at his lap. I smiled devilishly.
"Do you like Liz?" Liz and Jonas both turned bright cherry red. Macey, Bex and I were all waiting for his answer.
"Um. Yeah. I do." Liz looked up and smiled. Jonas glanced at her, and when he saw that she was smiling, he smiled at her too.
"Jonas, it's your turn!" Macey said, breaking both of them out of their staring contest.
"Oh, ok. Grant. Truth or dare?"
"Dare!" I laughed as he puffed out his chest, trying to make himself look more "macho".
"I dare you to, only wearing underwear, go yelling down the halls, singing Katy Perry's 'Hot and Cold'." I stared, kind of shocked, at Jonas. I didn't know he could be so evil. But it was a good dare.
Grant came back ten minutes later, mumbling something about parents. I looked at him in alarm.
We heard a knock. Then the door opened, to reveal a very amused Joe Soloman, and a very mad father.
"Hi daddy?"