CHAPTER FIVE

Lana didn't hesitate to plop down onto the bed as soon as she entered the room.

"What's your deal?" Paige asked from the other bed, which still hadn't been made since they arrived in the room the previous night.

The blonde-haired woman shook her head before covering her eyes with her hands. "I think I slept with Roman last night."

Nikki, who hadn't found her own phone yet, was charging Lana's cell. She had found a slightly uncomfortable seat against the wall, but didn't mind as long as she could continue to patrol the internet to ensure that nothing embarrassing was posted about the girls. "Is that supposed to be a bad thing?"

"I thought you were dreaming about finally putting out for him."

"It doesn't count as 'putting out' if we aren't together and I don't remember any of it!" Lana sat up and curled underneath the thick blankets.

Paige sat up as well and turned to face her friend. "Why do you suddenly suspect that something happened? This morning you were totally against that thought."

"That's because I thought that the shirt might not have been his. But, then I bumped into him in the hall a few minutes ago and he said it was his shirt. Then he told me that we should stay away from the American Dream club for a while, but he didn't say why."

Nikki's lip twisted into a pout. "We went there?"

Paige mimicked Nikki's expression. "Why would I go there? I'm a Brit."

"I don't think they care that much," Lana explained. "I don't even remember going there last night."

Paige tried to remember, but turned to Nikki when she couldn't. "Has anybody posted anything?"

Nikki was about to respond with a solid 'no' until she scrolled a little further and her jaw dropped to the floor. The other girls sat up and continuously asked what the matter was, but Nikki couldn't stop breathing heavily to respond.

Annoyed, Paige jumped out of her bed and snatched Lana's phone off the charger and from Nikki's hands. Her eyes searched the screen until they found what Nikki had probably been looking at, although her reaction was a tad more wholesome.

"What is it?" Lana asked, still confused.

"The greatest thing I think I've ever seen," Paige snickered.

"It is absolutely not the greatest thing ever! I can't believe someone took a picture."

Lana couldn't handle the suspense. "Let me see this," she grunted before taking the phone from Paige's pale fingers. She had to refrain from dropping the phone, she was laughing so hard. "This is glorious."

"It is not!" Nikki sat up and stole the phone back, effectively ending the phone-stealing game. "Someone saw me in a moment of black-out drunkenness and they thought it was too much work to help me so they opted to take a photo and post it online?"

"In all fairness," Paige began, "whoever posted it was probably drunk too."

"That doesn't make it any better!"

Lana shook her head. "So, somebody took a picture of you standing on the bar with a fruity little drink in your hand. Everybody's been there."

"I'll believe that when I see a picture of you with your legs a part on top of a bar with your shoes in one hand and an empty drink in your other hand."

Hearing the description of Nikki's black-out drunk moment brought hearty laughs to Lana and Paige's chests. They laughed for so long that their stomachs began to burn and their cheeks were growing tired of the feeling. In fact, they laughed for so long that they were only cut off when the hotel room door swung open around two minutes later.

Nikki looked up from the two hooting women and saw her sister and Eva storm into the room. A relieved smile formed. She needed a break from the giggles and jokes. "Thank God you two are here!"

"Don't thank anybody just yet," Eva warned. "We don't exactly have good news."

Lana and Paige's laughs subsided and their smiles were replaced with concerned expressions. Lana took a deep breath and turned to face them. "What does that mean?"

Brie sighed. "Well, it depends on what your definition of 'good news' is. We did find some more puzzle pieces that will help us figure out everything that happened last night. But, we also hit some more road blocks."

"What kind of road blocks?" Paige asked, her tattooed ribcage suddenly throbbing.

Brie looked at Eva before turning back to the others. "We found Lights, but the bartender that Eva flirted with wasn't there."

"But, we did get his number," Eva reassured. "We can call him in a few."

"Why don't we just call him right now?" The British Diva suggested.

"His shift ended a few hours ago, Paige. He's probably sleeping."

Paige rolled her eyes. "Who cares? It isn't like we're calling him just to say hello. This is serious shit, you guys. We need some answers."

Lana shook her head and forced Paige to look at her. "I highly doubt that this guy will have any clues about your little tattoo."

Shock was written all over Eva's face. "You got a tattoo?"

Paige simply lifted up her shirt to show the redhead, but she continued speaking. "Obviously there are more things that went on last night than just me getting a tattoo. This person would help fill in some blanks. Is that all the information you two got?"

Brie shook her head. "We were also able to look at some of the security footage from last night. It took some…convincing…but, the manager let us into the security office to take a look at some of the tapes."

"Good news – Brie and I didn't kiss."

None of the girls seemed to have a big reaction aside from the relief written on Brie's own face. Then, after a moment of pause, concern returned to Nikki's twin's face.

"Bad news… Nikki, you and Dean did."

a/n: I know what you're thinking... Will these girls ever figure out what all happened last night? I can't give you the answers just yet...but, you all can guess in a review and you might be right! I can promise that the next chapter will have some more details to help everyone fill in the blanks.

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Let me know your thoughts and if I should continue this little story! We're halfway through!

With love. :)