Disclaimer: I do not own the Clique, sadly
Disclaimer: I do not own "L.O.V.E." by Nat King Cole
Disclaimer: I do not own Nat King Cole ;)
Massicre: Hey QT
Fisher2: wassup?
Massicre: nm, thinkin bout u ; )
Fisher2: cnt get u offa my mind
Massicre: u no, u ddnt hve 2 send those cookies to my house i just as easily would hve eaten them from your mouth
Fisher2: then cum an get sum
Massicre: i will ; ))
Fisher2: i need 2 c u
Massicre: i nooooo...its been soooo long, im overheated
Fisher2: well let me cool u down w/ an iced cffee...thn heat u ryyte bak up ;;)
Massicre: 2moro?
Fisher2: im countin the mins
Massicre: u no, im not wearing a bra ; )
Fisher2: : O xP
Massicre: cummon, dnt be shy
Fisher2: shy? me? nvr
Massicre: then cum
Fisher2: im imaginin u ryte now
Massicre: lyk wha u c?
Fisher2: luv it
Massicre: cummon
Fisher2: u no i will
Massicre: no i mean it, ppl think im dyin or sum sht
Massie and Cam were sitting in their respective stalls in the bathrooms on their prom night.
Fisher2: is the coast clear?
Massicre: htf should i no??
Fisher2: well w/e, massie, would u care to dance?
Massicre: id luv 2 : )
In telepathic unison they flipped their phones closed.
They slinked out of the bathroom and pretended to 'just happen' to find each other on the dance floor.
"Hey" Cam smoothed his already perfect black curls.
"Hey" Massie secured the diamond brooch of her curly updo.
They hug-danced to the sweet sounds of "Until the End of Time".
They made a point to not put their heads on each others shoulders.
They were wordless.
They just footed in circles.
"CAMMY!!" a peppy brunette Claire popped up behind him.
"Hey" he smiled smoothly.
"Is your tummy feeling better?" she smiled.
"Yeah," he smiled "thanks".
Massie was glad Claire found Cam before...
"Hey babe" Derrington suddenly wrapped his arm around Massie's tiny waist.
"Heey" she smiled.
"Where've ya been? I've been looking everywhere for you."
"I've been looking for YOU" she grinned, her amber eyes sparkling.
"You didn't LOOK too concerned" he was 1/4 stern.
"I was looking all over for Claire, and I hopped on Massie in my loneliness for a dance with a brunette beauty" Cam sounded so poetic when he lied.
Derrington wagged his warning finger jokingly and the couples parted.
A few dances later, a huge white and black cake was rolled out.
Fisher2: mmm cake
Massicre: sht up fisher ; )
Fisher2: i wanna throw u in ths cake
Massicre: i wanna lick it offa u
"Honey want some cake?" Derrington was oblivious to her typing.
"Please" she twinkled sweetly.
Cam stood on line for his and Claire's cake, three spots ahead of Derrington.
Fisher2: we should sooo call a cake fight
Massicre: dnt be dum!! ; ))
Fisher2: y? da more cake on u, da bttr
Massicre: ud look cute in a cake moustache : )
Fisher2: ud look hot ina cake bikini
Massicre: cake thong!!
Fisher2: eewww ass cake!!
Massicre: MASSIE cake
Fisher2: buy me a slice ; )
Everybody ate their cake, and many went up for fourths before the music resumed.
Suddenly the overweight DJ called retro, and a famous Nat King Cole tune jazzed up the room.
Massie and Cam were pulled up for a little close dancing.
L is for the way you look at me,
Massie and Cam locked eyes.
O is for the only one I see,
Massie teasingly rotated so Derrington's back was facing Cam.
V is very, very extraordinary,
Massie rotated back, but Cam teased back.
E is even more then anyone that you adore,
They locked eyes again.
Right before the lights came on a while later the couples started scattering to go home.
Fisher2: had fun?
Massicre: yes, derry is a gr8 d8 ; )
Fisher2: yea i gotta feel on clehbeh
Massicre: how wnderful u ho ; )
Fisher2: until 2moro
Massicre: already countin the mins