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"Mother always wanted me to be with a white boy." Penny "Checkerboard Chick" Pingleton sighed as she watched her ex-boyfriend Seaweed J. Stubbs interact with Amber von Tussle at the park. Ever since they broke up, Penny was feeling better about life, although she didn't know why.
"Hey, don't feel bad, little darlin'." Her good friend Link Larkin gave her his signature wink that could make any girls' heart flutter. Penny had gotten used to the wink, but nevertheless she had to remind herself that he was Tracy's and she wasn't falling for him.
"Link! Tracy wouldn't want me to be your 'little darlin''!" Penny grinned as she said this, and punched Link playfully with the end of her lollipop. They began chasing each other all over the park, giggling and tripping as they did so. Link yelled curse words at her while she waggled her lollipop at him whenever she got the chance. Penny's hair fell out of its ponytail as she tackled Link to the ground.
"Gotcha!" she yelled triumphantly. She changed positions so that only the top of her hair brushed only the top of Link's. Whenever they hung out, which was quite a lot since Tracy had been picking up extra dance lessons at Corny's show, they enjoyed coming to the park and lying like this. They would talk about random things, like what they ate for dinner and their favorite dances.
"Hey, Penny?" Link said after a moment of silence. "I just wanted you to know that I'm glad we're friends."
"I'm glad we're friends too, Link," Penny said cheerfully, patting his hand affectionately. Link liked the way her hands gently brushed his. He liked everything about Penny, from the way she constantly nibbled on lollipops to the golden smile she always would flash him, and the way her whole face lit up whenever she saw someone she cared about. Well, other then her mom.
"Hey, Link?" Penny asked him. "I know this feels wrong, but can you show me the dance Corny taught you yesterday? I thought it was pretty hip, and I, you know, got to stay hip." She giggled.
"Sure," he said, taking her hand and pulling her up. "I guess one dance wouldn't hurt."
"Okay," he instructed. "Point your toe at the ground and wiggle your leg back and forth."
Penny repeated the process.
"Good," he said to her, winking. "Now wave your arms from side to side."
Penny tried, but ended up looking like she was about to take off and fly.
Link laughed at her while she attempted. "You're still not getting it." He grabbed her hands, moving them along with the beat in his brain.
"You see," he told her softly. "That's it."
Without thinking, he grabbed her hands and pulled her in to a close sway, and moved one hand to her neck, the other brushing her cheek. He forgot all about Tracy and Amber and Seaweed and all the people who would hate him for doing this. His lips moved before his brain could second the motion as he attempted to kiss her.
"No, Link." Penny pushed his face away from hers and took off, running back home.
Link watched sadly as his brain raced, trying to figure out what to do. Suddenly, he knew two things.
One, he would have to break up with Tracy.
Two, he had possibly lost the girl of his dreams.
As her watched her go, he could have sworn he saw Penny Pingleton, his one true love and best friend, flash him her award-winning grin.
To be continued...
A/N: Hey guys. This chapter was especially dedicated to InLoveWithBroadway. They dared us on the Hairspray board to write a Pink fic!! I adore the Pink pairing. I can't take credit for the name of the pairing, though. To the writer of Angelic: UPDATE THAT STORY AND MAKE IT A PINK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This story will be either a two shot or a three shot. Either way, not long. By the way, if you want a total song that totes goes with this story, listen to "Twisted" by Carrie Underwood. So perfect!!