Hey, this is Mock Silence, I'm actually writing this story with my friend Jesus Freak I Am, which is pretty great, because she's a pretty awesome author...so...enjoy!! But please tell me what you think. K? I don't care if you strike me down with flaming balls of injustice!! Just tell me how I'm doing. Sorry it's kind of short...trying to get better at that..... P.S: Happy Birthday Jesus Freak!! This is my other present to you!!

Chapter One: Bar Incident......

The club was ridiculously crowded. Strobe lights flashed and the music thumped, vibrating in Charli's chest. She waded her way through the masses of crowded bodies over to her friend, Krystal. "Ok, next time, YOU are getting the drinks." She panted, planting a soda in front of Krystal.

Krystal laughed and took a swig of the soda, and scanned the room. "Wow, it's really crowded!"

"Yeah." Charli snorted, "You think it would be less crowded ON A MONDAY!!" This last part she shouted out to everyone at the club, trying to get their attention.

No reply of course. The music went on, the people still danced, and the strobe lights continued their frenzied routine. Charli rolled her eyes. "Ugh, do you just want to get out of here?"

"Thought you'd never ask. This place SUCKS." Krystal said as she stood up and brushed herself off.

The walk towards the door was of course, long and hard. And really, the smell of sweaty dancing people really didn't improve the situation. "Go on without me!!" Krystal panted, collapsing dramatically to the floor.

"Never!!" Charli shouted, "I shall never leave a fallen comrade!!" She pulled Krystal up and grabbed her arm, pulling it around her shoulders. And so they continued, and their laughter gained them many strange looks.

The door grew closer, ever closer, and soon they could almost taste the freedom of the air outside. "OUCH!" Charli was pulled suddenly from the joys of freedom so close to see the ridiculous sight of Krystal rubbing her bottom with a slightly pained look on her face. "Why did you do that?!?" Krystal said.

"Do what?" Charli replied, slightly puzzled.

"Pinch my butt!!"

"But…. I didn't..." Charli laughed.

"That...would've been me, ladies." A rather handsome man slid up to them, running his hand through his hair, "And what a firm bottom you have!!" He winked roguishly.

For about thirty seconds they just stared at him, open mouthed. And then they jumped him.

The air was filled with the sounds of indignant screams and girly-man screams of pain. About five minutes later, the three were pulled apart, the two girls perfectly fine, and the man bloody and crying like a baby without a pacifier. "I'm afraid you'll have to go…" the club bouncer mumbled, rather in awe of the power of female anger.

"GO?!? I'LL TELL YOU WHO'S GOING TO GO AND WHERE HE'S GOING YOU OVERGROWN MMHHPHMMHM!!" The last part of Charli's sentence was blocked by Krystal's hand.

"Of course, good sir, we were just about to leave anyway." Krystal said as she steered a red-faced Charli out the door.

Only when they were in Krystal's car did she take her hand off of Charli's mouth. "…TEDDY BEAR! I SWEAR TO GOD, I WILL DRAG THAT POLE LICKER TO MAGIC FAIRY LAND AND BACK!! AND HE WILL NOT COME BACK ALIVE!! BECAUSE WHERE I COME FROM, FAIRIES HATE POLE-LICKERS!!!" Charli breathed deeply for a bit, and then turned to Krystal. "Thanks."

"No problem. By the way, you throw a good punch!!" Krystal replied.

"Haha I don't know, that black eye you gave that sleaze looked pretty bad." Charli laughed.

Krystal made a face, "Eh, whatever. What do you want to do now? Crash another club?"

"Nah, want to go home and watch some Batman movies? I could make pasta!" Charli, of course loved pasta.

"Sounds great! FORWARD!" Krystal shouted, pointing at nothing in particular, and the car surged forward, toward the girl's apartment.