OH, DARN YOU, WRITER'S BLOCK!

RAWR. I have perhaps the largest writer's block you can imagine for Hidden. Massive. I've had it since November, damn it (pardon my French)! And to say the least, I've been inspired to write something else. Enjoy, dawgs.

WARNING: Strong language, and some scenes that lead to sex that your won't read about (HOLY BEEP).

OTHER WARNING: Humanized, cause I can't seem to write it another way.

Possibly ANOTHER WARNING: Sally's POV, scary, huh.

Radiator Springs, a happy place.

It couldn't have been worse.

Another day to get through, another day to live without him.

Oh, Stickers, why did you have to go?

Standing in front of the sign which used to be worn and almost destroyed, and had now just become lively the day before, bright, colorful. That was how I spent my days. Waiting. Waiting for absolutely nothing. Nothing but a man. Too bad he wouldn't come.

I looked around the corner, trying to hide my straightened brunette hair. He couldn't see me. I wouldn't be able to take it.

There she went again.

Emma, Emma, Miss Emma DeBrunner, I hate your guts. Steal my man, why don't you, take my life along with it.

A laugh and a smile that told me "Life is good for me, too bad for you," and I got the message perfectly, even though it wasn't directly to me. You could tell there's something about her that'd captured the whole town's heart. Except mine and Lexie's. Thank you, lord. Thank you for Lexie.

Lightning gave a sincere smile and a kiss on the cheek. If only that could've happen to me! I thought I had him, and with that, I had everything. Absolutely nothing was what I was left with.

Oh, god, not again.

He snuck a look over to the wall, where he always found me. How those stares killed me. His eyes connected with mine, and his expression stayed the whole time. I couldn't tell what those stares meant. I wanted to know so badly, I would think about it for hours and still have no answer. I responded with a phony smile and sticking my head out the least bit farther. He gave a half smile back and turns back around to just give Emma a much bigger smile than he gave me. What I would give, what would I would go through just to have him back that very second.

That night had torn us apart.

A week before his first race of the season. We had a huge party for him.

Lightning McQueen was beaming. No negative energy, not the least bit anger going around the room, no sadness.

Oh, but Miss DeBrunner wouldn't stand for that.

There was a point that I could actually call Lightning my boyfriend. Shocking, yes? Well, it was absolutely amazing. I was on cloud nine. No, scratch that. I was way higher than cloud nine. I was above all clouds possible.

A little bit of a dance, and we were already bored. I don't even remember the song, but it wasn't even a good song. We could care less. "You wanna get out of here?" he asked me, eyebrow raised. Oh, I would do anything to go back to that moment.

I smiled back and flirtatiously said, "Depends on where we go, Stickers."

I haven't called him Stickers since.

His hand slowly moved from my waist to my hand and he smiled. Not a half smile, not one of those sick cheesy smiles I tend to get from Lexie when she knows I'm thinking about him, a real smile. He dragged me over to the wall and pushed my arm against it. His face moved closer and our noses were slightly touching. I giggled hopelessly and closed my eyes. I couldn't see it, but I felt his lips against mine, and I returned the kiss with my arm still being held up to the wall.

The feeling was like there was no gravity. I was way beyond the clouds at this point.

Somebody happened to bring me down to earth.

It wasn't Emma.

"Miss Sally Carrera, somebody needs you in the little girls' room!" screamed a voice over the music.

Lexie. If only she had known. If only I had known.

Lightning pushed back on my arm and his lips separated from mine. My eyes opened in a few blinks, and I sighed. I started biting my lip, and then I looked at him. He smiled. But those eyes of his, those eyes can't lie to save his life. A little disappointed, but willing to let me go talk to Lexie for a while. Just as long as I came back.

I gave him a peck on the cheek and my face ended up right in front of his ear. "I'll be back soon, baby."

"You better be," he said in a slightly seductive voice. His hand slowly dragged down my arm to my hand and he lifted it up in front of him. Next thing I know, his staring straight into my eyes with his lips softly against my hand.

I smiled. I smiled extremely large. Would you have done anything else if you were completely in love with somebody?

My hand brushed away from his after he kissed it. I flashed a smile at him before my body made a half-turn to the bathroom. I silently squealed to myself. Completely in love with somebody. Yes, yes, I was completely in love with him!

I could've sworn he was, too.

I rushed to the bathroom, finding my young twelve-year-old friend, Miss Lexie Gears, waiting for me, staring at the door. Leaning back onto the door, blocking anybody else if they came in, I squealed even louder. I heard Lexie start laughing her little ass off because of my insanity. "Look at you," she said, holding back her giggles. "Little Miss 'I'm-Happily-Single,' you're in love."

"Oh, Lexie!" I ran over to her and gave her the biggest hug I've ever given anybody. "I can't believe it! It's amazing, and I've never-"

"You've never nearly scared me to death, that's what you've never done!" She started squirming out of my firm grasp around her. "Well," she started to say. "You've never what?"

Finally letting go of her, I just sighed and found myself collapsing on the edge of the sink counters. She was right. I was in love. "I've never actually met somebody who likes me that much. He's so amazing." I leaned my head back in bliss. Stickers, hear this? You had me. You had me completely. She didn't even know why I was even in this state of life, but Lexie was happy for me anyway.

"Well, I just had to remind you that there are some people who promised me a girls' night, so no sleeping with him, alright?"

My eyes grew wide, but I kept my smile. This was why Lexie was my friend. Who else was I supposed to talk to about this kind of stuff? Flo? Maybe, but she didn't have that kind of humor that Lexie did. Lizzie? Hell no. And the rest of the town was guys.

Besides Emma.

Emma DeBrunner is a huge real estate agent, and she used to be my best friend. She came into town squealing my name the moment she recognized me, and I squealed back. She was in town to take a look at some of the property. They wanted to get the town up and running, and maybe get a large profit along with it.

I showed her around town, introducing her to everybody, Mater, Ramone, even Sarge, though she got scared of him.

And then I just had to introduce her to Lightning.

What an idiot I was. I walked her over to him. She smiled and said, "Hey, I'm Emma. Nice to meet you."

Never thought about it. Never.

Not until now.

"Well, silly little Lexie," I started to say. "You won't have to worry about that." I smiled widely, thinking about that. Sleeping with him? I could only imagine. And if he offered… "Hopefully."

"Sally, you're crazy!" Lexie said as she pushed the door to the dance floor. "Don't. Please."

"I won't," I assured her. She left the room with a turn and continued to observe the dance floor.

Something caught my eye. It was a black haired woman, one I'd come to know as Emma DeBrunner. She was dancing with somebody.

That somebody happened to look just like Lightning.

I felt my face get hotter by the second as I watched the door close. What the hell was I supposed to do? What if it was somebody else? Maybe I had drunk too much. No, wait, never mind. I had a beer. One. I wasn't drunk, which meant my vision wasn't impaired. Though it could have been, due to the lack of light, but even then…

I walked over to the door and opened it, though I didn't end up facing the dance floor. I was staring at the wall, scared. This couldn't be happening… not now, when I was so… completely in love with somebody. With him, with Stickers! He wasn't just a somebody.

How was I just a somebody to him?

After that it was all business between us. If we talked, it was about the Cozy Cone or Wheel Well. I couldn't escape owning two hotels with him, that much I knew. The last conversation we had was about the renovation of him new room at the Wheel Well. That was a joy. "So, how much money can I use on this?" he asked sarcastically. Fun.

So there I stood in devastation. Again. After all these months I couldn't just go up to him and tell him I still absolutely loved him?

"Miss Sally, here you are again," I heard in the same high-pitched voice. I was used to this. It was a routine. I practically stood there waiting for Lexie. "Waiting for that boy who's probably not gonna come."

"Point being?" I asked. She hadn't ever said that, but I wasn't going to keep it that way. I turned my face over my shoulder facing her.

"Point being that you need to go over there and actually have a conversation with him. And I mean now, missy."

I just turned my head the other way and stood still, laughing stiffly. "May I remind you that you were the one who said he would sleep with me on the night he cheated on me."

"He danced with her, Sally! Who knows? It could've been a sympathy dance, or maybe he even thought you'd understand, and he's heartbroken as we speak!"

"He wouldn't be with Emma if he still liked me," I said doubtfully. I sighed as I jerked my head back, facing the sky. The world was spinning, and yet it was love that made the world go round. Oh, what I would have done just to not have left him that night. We'd be together, or even be talking normally.

"Well, you still owe me a girls' night. I'll see you at Flo's. Seven."

"Whatever." I forced my head back to its normal position. I could here Lexie walk the opposite way and I continued to stand. I couldn't wait for the day to end, so I could go back to my dreams.

But of course, the next day would be the exact same.

Well, you wanna know something? I'm very tired.

So, review…?