The girls all sat round, Jessica clearly having the best of times, she was so excited everyone had turned up to her Grease girly night. She had snacks, both humans, and for humans. Sure, she had to pull in a few favours. Sookie agreed because she thought she had a chance of running into Eric, Tara agreed because she owed Jessica for helping her set up her last date with Pam, and Pam, who clearly wanted to be there least, owed the red head for a suprise she had coming up for Tara. Lafayette on the other hand, was anywhere that there was booze, singing, dancing and make up.
They were all a little worse for wear, blood infused vodka and whiskey, new on the market had the vamps not quite able to keep their super abilities super. Sookie was half way through a bottle of gin, and unable to stand straight and stop giggling, and lafayette just seemed like lafayette.
We go together had just finished and after the chorus ended, Pamela was up and ready to go.
'Wait! Pam, where are you going? The parties not over,' Jessica slurred.
Pam, who was holding herself up against the door frame turned and said 'Nope, the deal was grease, and grease is over, sorry Cheeto! S'later girlies,' and she sashayed out the door.
Jessica turned back to the gang, and Tara was trying on a blonde wig, Jessica had bought props to play along with for the film. She pressed play on her phone and the music started, she stood up and turned around, struggling to stay on her feet. She had everyone's attention and started singing.
Look at me I'm Miss Pammy, lousy with monogamy.
She'll take you to bed, make you thoroughly wet, and scream for Miss Pammy.
She started dancing around the room to a chorus of laughter from the others and carried on.
Watch it! You know how to play! She just wants to have her way.
Sarcasm, wit and one hell of a hit, it's hard to say no to her fa-a-ace.
She jumped on the couch between Sookie and Jessica. Sookie taking a big gulp of her gin and tonic, Jessica clutching her sides in hysterics.
Ooh she'll whip, ooh and stare ooh, and pull on your hair. And kill, if you have one cigarette. Take your filthy paws of my silky draws, you know I'll cut you for that crap.
Tara jumped over the couch and wandered over to Lafayette who was leaning against the wall, necking a bottle of cherry flavoured vodka. He nearly choked because he didn't know what to expect.
As for you Troy Donahue, (She pointed at Lala, who gave her a knowing wink) I know what you want to do.
You've set your sights on a girl who will bite, I'm just cruel Miss Pammy.
She turned back towards the girls, so her back was to the door. She didn't notice the door open and Pam slip in, her left eyebrow shot up and the girls stopped laughing as Lafayette inched away along the wall. Tara didn't notice, too caught up in her song and having fun.
Eric, Eric, play with me! Keep my closets full and happy!
*CRACK *
In one punch, Pam had sent her flying into the wall opposite. Tara clutched her broken nose, blood tears springing to her eyes. Apparently, alcohol slows down the healing rate as well.
'Fuck! What the fuck!' Tara spat angrily.
Nobody moved, Pam had a satisfied look on her face whilst Tara had a murderous glare on hers. Jessica saw she was ready to kill...and knew she'd lose. Jess ran over to Tara and practically dragged her out the room. She wouldn't be throwing one of these parties for quite a while.
Pam turned to Sookie and Lafayette, she smiled and walked to the door, and as she left the room said 'some people are so touchy...'