"So where were we?" Camila asks while wiggling her eyebrows. Lauren looks at me. I smile nervously.

"I won't make you kiss me." Lauren laughs. Cara looks at her in shock.

"You were gonna kiss her?" She asks. I laugh along with Lauren.

"Ugh. But I dared you to!" Camila says. I shake my head.

"Sorry, I'm not comfortable with that." I say. Camila groans.

"Fiine. Lauren, go get me a banana." Camila says to Lauren.

"Why?" Lauren asks.

"Cause, we're playing truth or dare and you picked dare so, go get me a banana, that's your dare." Camila says. I laugh and Lauren gets up and runs into the kitchen.

"Okay, Cara, how old are you?" Camila asks Cara. Cara smiles.

"I'm 18." Cara says.

"That's cool. I'm 19." Camila says. Lauren runs back into the living room and hands Camila her banana.

"Yay! Banana!" Camila shouts excitingly. We all laugh as Camila shoves a bit into her mouth.

"My turn!" Lauren says.

"Cara, truth or dare?" Lauren asks Cara. Cara smirks. Then hums.

"I pick truth." Cara says. Lauren laughs.

"Okay, would you ever drink your own pee if you really really had to?" Lauren asks.

"What kind of question is that?" I ask. Lauren laughs as Cara makes a gross face.

"No. I'd rather die." She says. Lauren shrugs.

"Cara, your turn." Camila says. Cara sits up and looks at Camila.

"Y/N truth or dare?" Cara asks me. I smile.

"Dare." I say.

"Okay, give Camila a lap dance." I narrow my eyes towards Cara. She smirks.

"Go on!" Cara says, pushing me. I groan and sit on Camila's lap. She looks very amused.

"Let's see those skills." Lauren says. I sigh. Camila grabs my hips and helps me move them around.

"This is really weird." I whisper to Camila. She smiles.

"It's okay. I'm enjoying it." She smirks. I groan. Cara is in full laugh mode.

"Okay! Okay! I'll give you mercy!" Cara says. I sigh. Camila laughs and pushes me off.

"You suck." I smack Cara. Lauren pouts.

"I want a lap dance." Lauren says. I laugh.

"Sorry." I shrug.

Camila's phone buzzes and Camila checks it.

"Oh! It's Ally!" Camila says. Lauren jumps up and goes to see the text.

"She wants to go out to eat?" Lauren asks.

"Who's Ally?" I ask. Cara nods along.

"She's our friend. She's too innocent to be a stripper though." Camila smiles.

"Should we go?" Camila asks.

"Is Dinah and Normani going?" Lauren asks.

"I think so." Camila says.

"Yeah, they're going." Camila says. Lauren jumps up and starts brushing her hair with a brush I didn't even know was there.

"Wanna come?" Camila asks. I shrug.

"I mean, it's like almost eight at night." I say.

"Yeah, plus I just ate." Cara says.

"Alright, your loss." Camila says.

"Well, can I spend the night Y/N?" Cara asks.

"Sure why not." I say.

"Have fun you two!" Lauren shouts.

"Okay. I'll text you later Camila." I say. I stand up and go out the door. Cara follows me.

"So, do you need to tell me something?" Cara asks me. I look at her confused.

"Are you Bi?" Cara asks me as we get into the car.

"No, why would you think that?" I say.

"Lauren was about to kiss you and you seemed to have enjoyed that lap dance you gave there." Cara says.

"I'm confused as of what I am." I say. Cara raises her drawn on eyebrows.

"Don't go all "OH MY GOD!" On my ass okay." I say. Cara raises her hands up in defense.

"Don't worry I won't. Just, tell me when you figure it out okay?" She says.

"Don't worry, you'll be the first one I tell." I giggle a little and so does Cara.

Am I bisexual? Do I like Camila? I guess the world may never know.