Sorry for the long wait guys. The very, very long wait. If it makes it any better, I had a very long history paper to write on the causes of WW1 (which was not as fun as writing this) and a math test to revise for that I'm sure I failed. But, if that means I won't be taking math then I'll have more time to write! So that's great (kind of). Sorry for the cliff hanger, I will actually update soon next time so you won't have to wait so long!
Read and review with whatever you want, comments, weird ideas for dares (cause there will be more of that soon) or truths or anything else. That's all folks!

TRIS POV

As we jog back to Zeke's apartment, soaking wet from the swim, I smile to myself, happy that I seem to fit in, have friends.
"What?" Four whispers to me, so quietly nobody else would be able to hear.
"Just...this. I like it here is all." I answer, and run ahead, then leap onto Uriah's back at the last minute. He buckles under my sudden weight, but quickly straightens, grabs my legs and starts running faster, while I squeal with excitement.
"CHICKEN RACE!" Christina screams, leaping onto Will's back, and the two boys start sprinting to try and beat each other back to Zeke's apartment. When we get back there, Will's made it back first, and him and Christina don't stop taunting Uriah and I until Uriah whispers to me,
"What about if we challenge them to a karaoke contest?" and I immediately jump into the air, furiously nodding my head. When everyone has finally made it back, Uriah and I excitedly pitch the idea, and everyone starts cheering and flooding into Zeke's apartment, where he yanks out a karaoke machine from his cupboard, with two microphones.
"Why do you even have that?" Shauna questions, gesturing towards the machine.
"For occasions like this!" Zeke replies, or rather screams, and we all shout back at him to keep quiet. After pulling straws, Zeke goes first, which leads us all to groan when he spends the next five minutes awfully belting out a love ballad, pointing at Shauna every once and a while and causing her to grimace and everyone else to fake throwing up.
"Who's next?" Will asks once Zeke has finally finished his torturous version of what was a perfectly good song before he sang it.
"Tris!" Chris yells, laughing at my embarrassment.
"I was thinking we could just skip me..." I hopefully suggest, but trail off once I see their faces, which are obstinate.
"Fine." I relent, and once again, everyone cheers. None of us are drunk, not even Zeke, he seems to just always be that irritating and full on, we're just high on life, as I heard Chris once say, which I think sums it up quite perfectly. I choose a song called "In the Middle" by Dodie (A/N - This is a great song, go listen to it!) and when I've finished my riled up, badly sung version, I take a fake bow and jump off the table.
"Did you just sing a song about a threesome?" Zeke laughs, and I stand for a minute, thinking about the lyrics, until I realise and blush bright red.

FOUR POV

After Tris's insanely energetic performance, I'm about to suggest we move on and do something else, even after only two people have gone, karaoke is becoming unbearable, when Zeke does it. He does what I've been fearfully waiting for him to do for the last few days, that awful kind of anticipation where you know something awful is coming and you just want it over and done with. He says something sexual to Tris. Not something directly about her, but still. Admittedly, I thought this day would have come a lot sooner, but the silence is awkward. Then Tris starts hysterically laughing, while blushing bright red, and I wonder if she's drunk.
"What are you on?" Chris questions, while giggling. "First you sing a song about a threesome, then you laugh about it instead of being embarrassed. And let's not forget the incident of last night when we were dancing in-" Tris hurriedly clamps her hand over her friend's mouth, and yanks it away seconds later, with the exclamation,
"Did you just lick it?!" I can't help myself, and let a small smirk grace my face because the whole scene is just so amusing. She sees my smile and her grin grows larger and slightly scary.
"Oh, you think it's funny, do you? Well, let's see you take it then!" she teases, running over to me and wiping her hand, and the remnants of what Christina's tongue left there over my arm. I hear Zeke make a fake puking noise and Shauna laughing, and drag my hand down my arm and wipe it on his.
"What were you saying about the other night Chris?" Uriah asks, a grin spreading across his face. I smirk again, at the memory of her face when she realised she'd been dancing in her underwear in front of me, the humiliated squeal when Chris told her, the fun she was having.
"Oh, I'm too scared of Tris to say, but Will can tell you." she says, looking at Tris out of the corner of her eyes with an amused smirk. Tris groans, covering her face with her hands.
"I don't remember very well...like, at all. I think I may have had too much to drink that night." Will answers, slightly humiliated when everyone laughs.
"Were you two drunk then?" Shauna asks, gesturing towards Tris and Christina, and they both shake their heads.
"Sorry guys, but you're never going to find out. Will doesn't actually know, Chris is too scared to say, and I'm definitely not telling." she shrugs, looking at me cautiously, checking to see that I won't tell. I send a tiny shake of my head her way, and she lets out a small, almost unnoticeable, relieved sigh. There is silence for a minute while people take a drink or chat quietly to each other, and then Zeke screams,
"LET'S PLAY SLAP OR KISS!"