Paparazzi

By Spark Ember & Sapphire Dublin

Rated T Chapter 1 - Starting

BASIS: Okay, this was written by Spark AND Sapph. Don't blame me for the crazy...Anyway...Two girls are best friends throughout school years, then, when they go to colledge and university, they grow apart, and don't speak for several years... One now a successful Actress, and the other a Paparazzi photographer, with a mysterious side...Their paths cross again in a very unexpected way...

Disclaimer...delete...Claimer: We do own the plotline and most of the Characters...YEY! :D XD

Back Story: Sapphire and Dave have been friends since the start of their time in school. When they both move up to high school they befriend Spark, a fiery hyper redhed, and since then they have been inseperable. Sapphire has liked Dave since she met him and Spark has had a frenemy relationship with him.

NOW WE CAN START...

'Now can we go to the paarrrrtaaayy?' Sapphire questioned. Spark sighed.

'In a minute! We have to go and speak to Dave first, see if he's going.' Spark shrugged.

'KK babes.' Sapph sang. She recieved a light slap on her right arm.

'Don't use text speak.' Spark chuckled while she spotted the cute footballer speaking to several old professors.

'Hello Deary...Spark.' Professor Wiekersmichts directed at the two girls. She always liked Sapphire the best, allthough she always had a guilty look all over her face. Sapphire's chocolate brown eyes met Dave's bright blue eyes, and they exchanged a sweet smile. Spark nudged them into reality and shoved them over to the stone wall of the old fashioned school.

'Okay. One, STOP FLIRTING, two, go to the party. I'll meet you there. There's something I have to do, which I promised myself that I'd do in year one...' Spark wondered back to the group of professors.

'Professor Wiekersmichts?' Spark asked sweetly.

'Yes Dear-oh, Spark.' Wiekersmichts replied heavily. Sparks hand reached up and flexed. The clenched knuckles smashed into Professor Wiekersmichts face, causing her nose to start to bleed.

'Sorry, just promised that I'd do that when I was in year one, and when it was the year sixes had their last day. I saw them do it to Professor Fatfaces over there.' Spark explained while pointing to an old, depressed, male, sex-deprived man.

'That's my husband...' Professor Wiekersmichts started.

Spark ran over to the two-not-so-love-birds-yet-they're-still-effing-flirting, who were now laughing hysterically, leaning on each others shoulders.

'That was hilarious! You have seriously weird promises babe!' Sapphire gasped out, holding her stomach. The red head grinned broadly, holding her head up high while walking towrds the school doors where an array of sounds and lights came from. The white ruffles on her dress blew around her in the cold wind. She turned her head in a sharp movement to the two others.

'You coming then?' She said loudly over the whipping wind. The two looked at each other in a 'Typical' kind of way before folowing.

Sapphire's blue converse squilched a little over the freshly fallen rain, them standing out against her short sky blue puffball dress, the two oddly going together well. Her long brown highlighted blonde hair blew crazy in the breeze. Dave walked relatively behind her, his hands dug deep into the pockets of his long dark jeans, pushing aside the bottom of his simple black top.

'Wow.' He gazed in awe at the two girls. Sapphire in her blue puffball dress and converse, and Spark in jaw-droppingly high cream stilletoes and her black - topped, sleeveless lipsy dress with creamy white ruffles. They were both waiting at the top of the stairs for Dave, before Spark had another one of her 'emotional breakdowns'.

'I...Ia just cannt beeliieve we'ree nowt going to see each othfer again...' Spark muffled through her tears. Dave tutted and Sapph mustered a small teardrop.

'We'll keep in contact.' Sapphire comforted while giving her sweety cutesy smile.

The two angels and Dave walked into the hall, Spark knelt down and moved her hands into the gun position, tilting them to the side of her head while keeping her body facing forwards. Sapph stood on the right side next to Spark, her back to Dave - doing the gun position. Dave grunted while he stood, facing the two crazy girls. Spark forced him to go back to back with Sapph, and pulled his hands into the gun position.

'Its only 'cos Harm's not here...Y'know...she's ill.' Sapph said symaphetically batting her eyelashes.

'Oh give over! Just ask her out!' Spark shouted in frustration. She kicked the door open into the main hall.

'The party's started bitches!' Spark shouted. Crowds gathered around the three 'Angels' featuring Dave. The choruses of 'Hey' started while Sapph fist punched everyone. Spark, however, just decided to jump on the large metal pole she had placed.

'Oh god...' Sapphire said as a bunch of guys, including a hot guys called Sam Bieber, gathered around Spark as she pole danced.

'Holy Fuck!' Rory, Spark's lucky-enough-to-be-ex-boyfriend, shouted while running over to the pole.

The party went smoothly, with guys drooling over the two-hot-stuff-gurlz, and no-one but Sapphire secretly drooling over Dave. By the last dance, which happened to be a Waltz, everyone was in tears. Spark ran up on stage after grabbing Sam's wrist. Sam had medium length, blonde hair and grey-green-blue eyes. His lips were cute, and large. Every time anyone saw them, they would smile. Spark however, would blush.

'Have you ever seen dirty dancing?' Spark asked.

'Yes.' Sam replied.

'We're doing that dance. Get ready baby.' Spark whispered.

Meanwhile, Sapph and Dave were awkwardly standing, looking at the ground.

'Erm...Sapph...' and 'Dave, do you-' were chorused from their lips at the same time. 'Yes' they both replied, again at the same time. Dave chuckled lightly.

The two-not-so-love-birds-yet-they're-still-effing-flirting headed to the middle of the dance floor, just as 'Brown Eyes' by Lady Gaga started to play as the final song. The whole room was filled with a 'YES!' from Spark at the top of the room, on the stage.

'One, two, three, better.' Sapphire said to Dave while watching his feet.

'I. Had. The time of my LIFE.' Spark mouthed as Sam felt her waist then turned her.

'Haha, I'm awful at this.' Dave said to Sapph, while turning her gracefully under his arm.

Spark and Sam made quite a pair. They danced in four beats for several bars, and then turned quickly.

'Hehe. You're not THAT bad...' Sapphire said, trying to make him feel better.

Spark smiled as Sam picked her up by her waist and twirled her round, she pushed out her legs to make a running kind of position.

Dave's and Sapph's eyes met. They leaned in, while still dancing. Dave tripped over, causing Sapph to kiss the top of his head.

Spark continued with the dance. They kissed briefly, his large lips tender and soft.

Sapphire placed her head on his collarbone/shoulder as they swayed. Everyone was either staring at the fantastic dancing on stage, or cute romantic one in the corner of the dancefloor.

Spark seperated from the comfort of Sam, and nodded. She breathed heavily.

Sapphire removed her head from his shoulder to gaze into his cute eyes.

Spark ran and pushed her arms straight. Sam pulled her up above his head. She gracefully held her place before Sam let her drop to the floor while still supporting her. He pulled her through his legs until she was standing correctly. 'Yes!' She said to Sam, and they began their making out session.

Sapphire kept on swaying with Dave. Their eyes locked and they both leaned in. Their sweet lips met, and sparks flew. Sapphire opened one of her eyes, just to check his reaction. His were closed tightly. They snogged lightly.

Spark and Sam, and Dave and Sapphire had had their perfect endings that night. And now it was time for them to part...except, is that the end?