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They sat in the corner of the club, watching their friends and perfect strangers making complete asses of themselves. Sean laughed as Jeff finished singing, hitting the high notes on his rendition of "RESPECT" by Aretha Franklin. Matt was completely ignoring his little brother's antics, which only fueled Jeff's fire more. He turned back to the group at the table.

"Okay," Kevin was saying. "Whose turn is it?" PJ looked over at him. "It's mine," he said. Kevin nodded. "Go for it, then," the big man said. PJ looked around the table with an evil grin. Mike winced when he saw him - he knew that look all too well. "Oh god, no", Mike said, pushing away from the table. "Whatever the question is, I'll take the dare!" Scott slams his hand on the table. "You gotta wait for the question first, dumbass," he says, shooting Mike a hard look.

"No way, man!" Mike said. He pointed across the table at PJ. "See that look on his face?" he asked, practically screaming. "It's gonna be bad!" Everyone laughed at him, except PJ. "Okay, boys," he said. "Truth or dare?" He paused, dragging out the torture. Leaning close, he said, "who was the first person that ever made you a bitch??" Sean choked on his drink, laughing.

Mike jumped from his chair, knocking it backward. "I TOLD YOU!!" he shouted, causing everyone in the bar to turn and look at them. "I TOLD YOU THE LITTLE SHIT WAS GONNA PULL SOMETHING LIKE THIS!!" Matt laughed at him from across the room. Kevin grabbed Mike's arm and pulled him back down into his chair. Mike was fuming, shaking his head. "I am not answering that question," he said. PJ laughed. "Didn't think so, Heartbreak," he replied.

PJ looked around the table. "Anybody wanna answer the question?" he said, snickering. Paul suddenly became very interested in something on the ceiling; Scott began to clean his fingernails with a toothpick; Kevin was trying to keep Mike from lurching across the table to choke PJ. "Mark." Everyone turned to look at Sean. "What?" Scott said. Sean blushed. "I said Mark," he repeated. PJ turned and looked across the room. Mark sat at a table with Glenn, downing another beer, and watching Jeff make a fool of himself. "You mean THAT Mark?" PJ asked, turning back to Sean.

Sean hit him in the back of the head. "Yeah, that one," Sean said. PJ chuckled. "Wanna tell us about it?" he asked. Sean shook his head with such force that his bandana flew across the room and hit Adam in the face. Adam stood and yelled, "woo hoo!!! Take it all off, Pac!!" He tossed the bandana back to Sean as Jay scowled at him for making a scene.

"It was a long time ago," Sean said. "Gimme a break, okay?" Mike was still shooting daggers with his eyes across the table at PJ. He flinched slightly when Sean answered, but never said a word. "Anybody else?" PJ asked. The rest of them shook their heads. "What's the dare?" Scott asked. That evil grin crept across PJ's face once more. "Sing," was all he said. Scott breathed a sigh of relief. "That's easy," he said.

"Wait," PJ said. They all turned to look at him. "I get to chose the song." Mike rolled his eyes. "Oh great," he said. "You'll probably having me sing "I Feel Pretty" or something stupid like that!" PJ shook his head. "I'll be gentle with ya, HBK," PJ said rising from the table. He walked to the DJ booth and asked for a piece of paper. He wrote something down and went back to the table.

Sitting down, he said, "ok, Paul, you're up first." Paul looked at him. "Why me?" he asked. PJ grinned. "Because yours is the first one on the list," he said. Paul stood up and walked to the stage, cursing at PJ under his breath. As the crowd applauded Shane's efforts, Paul looked out across the room, wondering which would be more embarrassing - telling his friends who he had bitched for, or singing in front of them. The DJ broke him out of his thoughts.

"Next up, we have Paul who's going to sing a special song for us. Let's hear it for Paul!" Everyone began to clap and holler. The Game was about to make a fool of himself in public! Stepping in front of the prompter, Paul gasped when he saw the song title on the screen. The DJ spoke again. "And now here's Paul, with his cover of….."

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