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Changing face to keep me guessing

Feb 06, 2006 23:01

Who the hell did Cor think she was kiddin' anyway? Like I give a shit that she had the hots for Angel and now she was gonna have a bitch fit cause I got in his pants before she could. It's called this thing I got, Cor. I like to call it havin' mad skills. Now if Angel wanted to learn how to wave pom-poms in the air and prance around in a cute ( Read more... )

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__visiongal March 1 2006, 11:25:13 UTC

Going off on both Faith and Angel the way I had? Hadn't exactly been the brightest plan I'd ever had. Standing in a hotel with pretty much two of the worlds strongest people and bitching them out for getting their freak on could have been detrimental to my already deteriorating health, although having my neck snapped or my throat drained probably wouldn't have hurt as much as, like, my brain blowing out the back of my head ( ... )

prodigal_slayer March 4 2006, 03:49:45 UTC

I'd been hangin' out near the outskirts of the bar, just kinda watchin' everyone. Had half a mind to drag the nearest cutie out into that back alley and work off some steam if ya know what I mean. But I just kept scopin' out the scene. Sippin' my jack and coke and watchin' the people on the dance floor. Weird. I hardly ever hung on the sidelines at a club. I was always the girl in the center of the dance floor. Center of attention. Not tonight though. Nope. Tonight there was some first rate hottie in red leather pants gettin' her groove on ( ... )

__visiongal March 4 2006, 22:36:03 UTC

The guy I was dancing with? Pretty grabby, I noticed, right around the time his hands moulded themselves to my ass. It didn't surprise me really... I was pressing myself up against him like he was onto some good thing (even though I had no intention of going anywhere near his penis, like, ever, thanks).

I kept dancing. My hand was itching, my heart was pounding and my head was spinning so fast that I thought if he didn't do something, develop some new way to slow me down I'd just... Burst or something.

As it turned out? The guy did nothing. I felt him being shoved away from me and whirled round, eyes blazing when I found Faith standing there. What the fuck? So, what, she'd had Angel and she was trying to prove some point? Like she could get anything that I wanted?

Fuck her. I smirked and went to push away from her - show her she couldn't get everything she wanted and my eyes widened a little as she pulled me against her, hands on my hips ( ... )

wickedslayer March 6 2006, 23:13:37 UTC

First I thought I was gonna get slapped or something but then Queen C finally chilled the fuck out and melted up against me, dancin' to the beat of the music. Shit. We were the center of attention but that wasn't no surprise. Ain't like two hot badass brunettes grindin' on a dancefloor got a lot of competition with sorority girls and hookers. Her nails were diggin' into my arms and honestly it just made it that much better. What'd she think she was gonna do anyway? Hurt me? I grinned at that. Be a cold day in hell when the cheerleader can hurt meFinally opened my eyes up halfway and noticed the smirk on my face was mirrored by her own. I puzzled at that for a moment but only jerked her closer as the song shifted into a brand new beat. She didn't wanna dance with me but she wasn't pullin' away. I wondered if that was cause some part of her was still afraid of that chick who smacked her in the face wtih an elbow or if it was cause she liked bein' the center of attention as much as I did ( ... )

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