At this point I didn't know what to expect. My heart was racing so fast that I couldn't hear myself think.

"Roni and Mike."

When I heard the two persons my eyes instantly flew open. I looked firstly at Anthony who had an odd expression on his face, then to Mike who was smirking so brightly it was as though his pretty face was deformed. My eyes finally landed on Roni and she looked lost for words.

"Alright then, what's my dare?" She asked, her voice full of bravado.

"I dare you to kiss me until someone says to stop."

That was a stupid dare but then Mike was one of Anthony's closest friends and he couldn't get too comfortable with his girl. I looked over at Anthony just in time to see him give a nod in Mike's direction. Roni got up from her position opposite me and made her way over to Mike.

Kneeling down in front of him, she lowered her head and kissed him. I turned away when I saw the contact. The last thing I needed was a permanent image of their lips intertwined. It was a mere seconds after they started kissing that Anthony said stop and I blew out the unknown carbon dioxide that was trapped in my nasal canal.

I hardly doubt my heart could take anymore of this torture. I quietly asked Michelle to pass me her bottle of alcohol and without looking at its label or even the percentage of alcohol, I put the top to my lips, threw my head back and swallowed.

It felt like acid grazing down the fiery pathway to hell but it helped dissipate the horrible feelings that I had.

When I finally decided to put the bottle down, my eyes accidentally connected with Roni's and she winked at me.

I didn't know if it was because of the alcohol or watching her kiss Mike but I suddenly felt like throwing up.

"Carol and Brian!"

My mind did a power slam as I heard my name called. Well at least now I know why I felt like shit. I was still looking at Roni and now she was smirking.

That. Fucking. Smirk.

Well if she wanted a show, she'll get a show. Before I could get up from my position, Brian was already coming over so I sat there.

When he got to me he knelt down and I was dared to kiss him for three minutes. Never breaking eye contact with Roni, I sat on my knees, wrapped my arms around Brian's neck and planted my lips upon his.

Let me be perfectly clear.

I might be in love with my straight best friend, but make no mistake, I'm not afraid of guys. I've made out with enough of them to know that some are pretty darn good at kissing. Brian was no exception, only difference was, he didn't get my lady parts tingling. No guy did. I can't blame them really. It's totally my fault, I am who I am and I like who I like.

Closing my eyes I let the sensation wash over me, I blocked out my surroundings and focused on the task ahead. I had one mission. To ensure everyone watching had an orgasmic reaction from our insane make out session. I might not be the best kisser but I was pretty darn close and excuse me for not saying, but I was born an actress.

Yup, I just popped out of my mother's vagina and started acting. They all loved me.

Brian's mouth tasted like vodka and salt. Our kiss started out all sultry and warm and slowly progressed to heated and passionate. Our tongues danced in perfect unison and when we finally pulled away, we were both gasping for air.

"Damn, I've missed you so much." Brian whispered as he caught his breath. I smiled knowingly.

Yeah baby, I know, I'm that good.

We were so entrapped by the kiss that we didn't realize everyone was cheering and screaming at us, obviously turned on by the escapade. We both turned guilt ridden eyes to see approval on everyone's faces; everyone except for one.

If I wasn't mistaken, Roni's face looked as though she could cut buildings with her gaze.

It was deadly and directed towards me.

I had no idea what to do so I just gave her a guilty and apologetic look. The room burst into loud screaming and cheering once again and we both turned our faces to see what got everyone so riled up. It was Susan's turn to spin and her bottle landed on herself and Roni. The weird part was that Susan dared Roni to kiss me.

My heart started skipping beats when I saw my best friend's face change from shock to denial to regret and finally acceptance.

Hell no, there is no way on this earth that I was going to kiss my best friend in front of all these people. I mean, I always imagined what kissing her would feel like, taste like, you know? But not like this, not with us on display. Before she could get up I beat everyone to the punch.

"No!"

It sounded much louder and meaner than I intended and everyone got quiet and looked at me. There was literally a few seconds of awkward silence.

"What?" Harold asked. "Are you refusing a dare?"

"Yes, I want an alternative." I folded my arms and refused to let my gaze reach a certain individual.

"Really! You want an alternative?!"

I looked up to see Brianna with a wicked look on her face. Cautiously I spoke.

"Yes, I'm not kissing Roni so... Give me another dare."

I looked expectantly at Susan who in turned looked at the room filled with our friends. I knew that I was the only one in here freaking out over the 'stupid' kiss but to me it would be much more than that.

"If it's okay with the girls, I think the boys should decide." Susan interjected, pulling me away from my thoughts.

The actual fudge. If the boys had their way, a full blown orgy would occur and I know I would be the only girl. Everyone else would get to grab popcorn and watch.

"Sure."

"Okay."

"Yeah!"

Those were the sad replies. I could clearly see the evil plan formulating on the guys' faces before they decided to huddle and think it over. After what felt like ages but what was actually a minute, the guys came back and took their places.

"So we have reached a verdict." Mike said.

Oh jolly, they let Mike talk. I had a sick feeling like they would say something haunting like take my bra off or something like that.

"We dare you to strip completely naked and stay like that for five minutes."

Yup, that was the guys, so creepy and perverted. I finally looked over at Roni and that was a mistake. She had on that bitch face of hers and even though it looked cute I still couldn't understand why she was so mad at me.

"So, are you gonna get naked?... Or you gonna kiss her? Your choice." Brianna concluded, hands folded in front of her.

I now had a decision to make. I mean if I kiss her then it would later haunt me in my dreams and it would make it that much harder to stay away, if I strip, the humiliation will only last a week... If no one takes pictures. On the other hand, if I kiss her my dreams about what she taste like would finally be put to rest and I could write down in my imaginary diary how it went.

Okay, I had made up my mind. I took a deep breath and looked around the room.