Who does she get?

Vicky again!

Hannah spun the bottle and stepped back. The glass made an ominous sound as it scraped against the wooden floor of Heather’s cabin. Scanning around the room, Zack saw the looks on everyone’s faces. Some who had feared stripping in front of their friends were now excited by the prospect. Others who were originally emboldened by the endeavor were now on the timid side. Heather and Hannah, on the other hand, had developed the “Bottle be damned, let’s strip now!” attitude. A scream refocused Zack on the game.

“Are you FUCKING kidding me?” a green-eyed blonde shouted.

Zack looked at the bottle and saw that it was once again pointing to Victoria. He watched as Hannah strolled over to her sister’s best friend with a smug grin on her face. Victoria was not thrilled.

“Okay Vicky, hand over the dress!” Hannah demanded.

“Yeah, that’s not happening! I’m not taking off my dress,” the younger blonde stated as she tried to leave the circle.

“WHAT? For real, the dress. NOW!” Hannah replied.

“I said ‘I’m not taking off my dress.’ I’m done!” Vicky answered back as she fished her flip-flops from off the pile of clothes.

“You’re quitting? CHICKEN!” Hannah shouted.

“Yeah, I’m going for a walk. Anyone want to come with me?”

“BOOOOOOOOOOOO!” came out of Kurt’s mouth. A few of the other started razzing Vicky as well.

"Yeah, you're NOT leaving here with that dress on! You got three seconds to lose it," Hannah said in a raised voice.

"WHAT?" Vicky panicked.

"What I'm saying is: If you don't hurry up and take off that dress, Miss Priss, I'm gonna do it for you. And you won't like how I do it!" the older Woodsen threatened as she moved closer to her target.

Zack was dazed while this exchange was going on. At first, he was excited by the prospect of seeing his current crush having her dress taken off by one of his former ones. Then he became a bit upset as he listened to how Victoria was being treated by her friends for not wanting to play anymore. Someone nudging his shoulder brought him back to reality.

“Now’s your chance, Little Brother. Time to be Vicky’s knight in shining armor!” Taylor whispered into Zack’s ear.

Zack heard his sister’s words and looked back up at Victoria. The blonde whom he had fallen head-over-heals for was on the verge of tears as her fingers cupped the hem of her dress. Just before she began lifting it, he rose to his feet.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! What are you doing? She clearly doesn’t want to do it, so why are you forcing her?” Zack admonished his friends.

"She needs to grow up! She agreed to play!" Hannah stared at Zack.

"Seriously Hannah? You're threatening to rip someone's clothes off, and THEY'RE the one that needs to grow up?" Zack stared right back.

Victoria’s eyes lit up as Zack spoke. Her fingers let go of the dress as he chided everyone.

“WHITE KNIGHT!” someone shouted.

“YEAH? SO WHAT? On that note, I don’t want to play anymore either!” Zack responded, stunning the group into silence. “You wanna go for a walk, Vicky?”

Zack’s crush quickly nodded her head as she put her flip-flops back on her feet. Zack grabbed two bottles of water from the refrigerator as Victoria made her way to the door.

“Uhh, Zack?” Taylor called out to her brother as she tossed his shirt to him. “You may need this!”