Somewhere Along The Road (Completed and editing)

Chapter 25

"THERE IS NO WAY IN HELL THAT I AM GOING TO DO. . . THIS!" James screamed a little louder, waving towards the guy who was a little more than 'half-naked' on the stage.

"You have to! It's a dare!" I scream back so that he could hear me over the loud music.

"NO!" He screamed even more louder.

"Dude! Just do it! It's a dare, don't be such a sissy!" Chase clapped him on the back while the rest were trying to get their laughter in control. Just then the people over here cheered loudly as a guy picked up the 'more than half-naked guy' from the stage and headed out. Man, it's sure loud in here.

Here we were, all the six of us, standing in a gay strip bar, convincing James to do his dare.

Let me explain this scenario, now. When the bottle turned towards James and I was the 'teller', he was, needless to say, scared as shit. Obviously, I'm not going to let him get away with this and my dare was classic because Paul, the amazingly awesome old man, had given me some advice. You see, I dared James to strip in front of all the gay guys in the strip bar across the café and he refused to do it! So I had no choice but to drag him out of there and in here, with the help of Chase and DM, to at least try to convince him. The moment we got here, Chase went and spoke to the host of tonight and put James's name on the list while I tried to convince him and everyone else tried to control their laughter, which they are failing miserably at. I couldn't help but grin at the whole scene, too.

The place was kind of, a typical strip club kind of place. It had photos of all the 'famous' gay strippers over here and the place was lighted up with pink fluorescent colour lights and there was a ramp in the middle, which acted like a stage and there was a pole in the middle of the stage. On the huge stage, in the corner was the DJ's podium. I could see the curtain at the back of the stage which probably was the backstage.There were couches all around the places and even a bar at the end of the room. At the opposite end of the bar there was a sign which said 'Private Dance'. I guess those were the places where the strippers stripped in private. I watch a lot of movies, so I know how it works. The place was jam packed with scary looking guys, who were mostly drunk. All in all, it was, I say again, a typical strip club.

"Yeah! Listen to Chase!" I grin and clap him on the back too.

"Oh, I'll tell you who you should listen to! You listen to me! And I say that I am not going to do this dare!" He scowls.

"But, whyyyyy?" I whine.

"Haven't you seen these guys? They are literally grabbing all these. . . 'strippers' like meat! What if someone grabs me too? I can't let myself get scarred like this!" He screams and points to the guys fighting over the person who was currently stripping.

"I won't let that happen!" I say, trying to choke back a laugh.

"I'm still not going to do this and you can't make me." He stated.

"Try me."

I grab him by the collar and pull him so close that out noses were almost touching.

"James, I ran around in an unknown café, in front of a lot of strangers, with my panty over my shorts, because you dared me to and so, when I give you this dare to strip in front of a few homosexual guys which won't harm you in any way. . . You. Will. Do. It." I said the last part slowly and in a voice that would make him feel threatened. He gulped audibly and his eyes widened at my threat.

"O-okay. I'll do it." He stuttered and it took all in me to not lose my serious face and laugh like a maniac.

"Good!" I smiled and released him from my hold. "Now, come with me."