Her Brown eyes intently followed the oddly shaped bottle Justin had so neatly constructed into her date with doom. Every pass of the narrow mouthed jar sent Britney's heart plummeting farther into the pit of her stomach. She had always despised these games. Add in the rules the guys had so graciously implied, Britney actually concluded a Brazilian Wax was far better.

A massive whaling of hoots and hollers erupting from all the testosterone in the room interrupted her thoughts. Her brown eyes quickly made their way back to the the bottle, which was pointing to its next victim. The journey seemed to last a lifetime and at that moment time was at a standstill.

Ice blue eyes crashed with brown ones and sent Britney running for the door. Two hands swiftly knotted around her thin, toned waist, and yanked her back.

"Not so fast Brit. Rules are rules and you agreed to play, so get over there and pucker up!" Justin beamed and all the males roared again.

"No way! I'm not...I can't!"

"Britney c'mon. It's just a game," Justin whined, "tell her Chrissy. Tell her it's just a game."

"He's right Brit. We agreed to play so come on and lets get this over with," the platinum blonde stated patting the beige carpet in front of her. Britney sighed. Everyone was against her.

Moving slowly Britney placed herself on the floor directly in front of Christina. She just sat there waiting, twisting the small heart ring that dawned her pinkie finger.

"On the count of three we go. Okay?" Christina informed. Britney nodded in response.

"One," Christina's body moved closer and Britney's heart fell to her feet.

"Two," this time Christina extended a hand, placing it on Britney's flushed cheek.

Britney's hands were numb and her heart managed to leap from her feet to her throat in a matter of seconds. She could hear it pounding in her ears.

"Thre--"

"So are you gonna play?" Justin questioned. Hope twinkling in his blue eyes.

"Huh? What?" Britney asked dazed and confused. Had she been daydreaming?

"We're all waiting on your answer. Everyone else is down. So are you gonna play?" Christina butted in, stealing the bottle from Justin's grasp. Britney relapsed in thought, touched her lips, and smiled.

"Yeah I'll play," excitement pumped through her veins at the thought of her fantasy coming true.

"It's time to spin the bottle!" Justin exclaimed. "Here you can go first," he said taking the flask back from Christina and handing it to Britney.