Title: It's Not So Simple
Author: elvenprincess17-imladris
Rating: PG
Pairings: Missy/Jan with a slight mention of Torrance/Cliff
Summary: Missing Scene In the hotel, a conversation opens up thoughts that Torrance never thought of her friend.
Author's Note: This scene takes place where Torrance and Missy are talking in the hotel after the preliminaries (I believe). Now, since no one really is updating in this category, I've decided to see if maybe I can help. So if you are someone who enjoys Missy/Jan I URGE you to write a fic!!!!! I promise that you will get a review from me!!! Anyways, this isn't anything special (it's FAR from special) but I thought might as well see if my plan will work (it had a horrible summary too ). Please review! I could care less if it's a flame. I normally like to write angst fics. This isn't really angst but if this one goes well, then maybe I'll write another one with the greatness of angst. WARNING: Characters might be a little O.C. I'll let you decide.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bring It On. Otherwise, I would have made the movie have more Missy/Jan. :D
It's Not So Simple
Missy slammed the curtains shut. Damn those cheerleaders. She headed back to the makeshift bed where her friend was sitting. Torrance smiled, amused.
"What?" Missy asked defensively. Torrance laughed.
"Nothing." Missy rolled her eyes.
"So Missy, it hasn't been too bad of a season, at least up to your gymnast standards. Right?" Missy chuckled.
"Actually, it hasn't been too bad. There have been times I was glad I was on the squad." Torrance cocked her head.
"Really? When?" Missy thought for a moment.
"Well, remember that day when you, Jan, Les, and I went to that ice cream place after a practice?" Torrance grinned mischievously.
"The ice cream fight?" Missy nodded, a grin spreading on her own face.
"Remember when Les dumped his sundae in your hair?" Missy said, chuckling.
"Yes, I do! I couldn't get that fudge out of my hair for weeks!" Torrance complained. Missy laughed.
"Sucker."
"Hey! At least I wasn't hit in the chest with whipped cream," Torrance shot back.
"Thanks to you," Missy pointed out. Her friend smiled innocently.
"Ok then. How about when you slipped on your own ice cream? You crashed right into Jan and the both of you fell right to the ground with you on top," Torrance said, laughing at the memory. Missy's eyes widened slightly and she blushed. Torrance noticed and slowly deceased her laughing. She studied her friend while Missy tried to ignore her gaze.
"You didn't...LIKE crashing into Jan, did you?" she asked slowly.
"No," Missy replied a little too quickly. Torrance gasped.
"You did!"
"He caught me as I fell, alright?" Torrance rolled her eyes at her friend's lame excuse.
"Sure," she drawled. Missy tried to look away from her friend's investigating stare.
"Missy..." Torrance warned.
"I'm not saying a word and you can't make me." Torrance pouted and tugged on Missy's arm. Missy failed to ignore her pleas and finally gave in.
"Alright, maybe I did like crashing into him a little." Torrance grinned.
"A little?"
"Don't push it Torr." Torrance's grinned widened in glee.
"You like Jan!" Torrance exclaimed, awe in her voice. Missy shot her a warning glance.
"It's not like we're the only ones in this room," she hissed. Torrance shrugged. Missy sighed and looked down at her feet.
"So I'm attracted. It's not a big deal."
"Of course it is Missy! You're not just attracted to him, you like him!"
"Don't interfere Torrance. Not with something like this." Torrance's mouth dropped open.
"Why not?"
"Because it won't work out, this situation. The attraction won't last long."
"How long have you had this 'attraction'?" Torrance asked. Missy paused.
"Not important." Torrance snorted.
"Anyways, he has a girlfriend."
"Jan has a girlfriend?" Torrance asked, puzzled.
"Well, girlfriend is a strong term-"
"Wait, you mean Courtney?"
"Who else?"
"Missy, they flirt. That's all they do! It's been going on for a while now."
"Exactly! He's bound to ask her out soon." Torrance rolled her eyes and exhaled. Her friend could be horribly stubborn. They didn't speak for a few minutes, listening to the other snatches of conversation around them. Torrance thought back to her situation with Cliff and how she blew it. Could Missy end up feeling the same way?
""Look Missy. Suppose you never tell him. You will regret it. Do you really want to feel that way for the rest of your life?" Missy turned her head to the closed window.
"I don't know," she said honestly, "I mean, what about rejection? Or how he might not want to see me ever again? It's not so simple, Torr." Torrance opened her mouth but Missy suddenly cut her off.
"Like I said, it won't last long." Torrance tried to reply again but Missy shot her a look. Cursing silently, Torrance closed her mouth.'How can I make her see?' Torrance thought desperately.
"Why isn't it simple?" Torrance asked hurriedly before Missy could interrupt her again.
"It just is, alright?"
"Elaborate." Missy bit her lip.
"Well, for starters, I'm not really his type. He goes for beautiful girls not girls looking like...well...me."
"What crap are you spewing?" Torrance asked, eyebrows raised.
"Oh, honestly Torr, do I look as pretty as Courtney?"
"Are you sure you want to look like her?"
"At least she attracts guys. Not one guy has ever asked me out, let alone had a crush on me."
"Maybe they didn't tell you." Missy had a look of disbelief on her face. Torrance smiled mysteriously.
"Who knows, maybe Jan does like you." Missy snorted.
"I already told you, I'm not his type."
"You can't prove that!"
"Ok, if he likes me, then how come he never flirted with me?"
"Maybe because he saw you above that." Missy still looked doubtful. Time to pull out the big guns. Torrance touched Missy's arm.
"Look Missy, I'm saying this for you. You will regret it. I have regretted making a huge mistake with Cliff and I'm paying for it. I'm telling you as a friend, I don't want you to wonder what could have happened if you did things differently. It's a horrible feeling. If you have a chance to tell him, tell him Miss." Torrance stood up and left her friend to think. Missy rubbed her temples.
'Great, a lot to think about.' She stood up and walked over to the door that led to the hallway. No one noticed as she slipped out the door. She exited the hotel and felt the Florida breeze wash over her. She walked to a balcony looking over a beach.
'Torr's right. Do I really want to wonder what could happen if I told him?'
On the other hand,' a nasty voice added, 'what would happen if he rejects you? He'll probably laugh or be embarrassed that someone like you loves him.'
'Hey, when did I say love?' Missy groaned and put a hand to her head. She was going nuts. She idly began playing with her hair, enjoying the breeze as it continued to wash over her. She didn't mind it; it was kind of stuffy in the room anyways. Missy watched the waves crash into the shore. She exhaled a breath. Everything had to be complicated. She still didn't know if she should tell Jan the truth. She thought over it as she watched the scene for a few minutes. A small smile appeared on her face. She turned away from the ocean.
'Maybe it is simple.'
A/N: Like I said, nothing special. Just a little plan in hopes that other people will write Missy/Jan stories (although this really wasn't one...). So I hoped you enjoyed it and please drop a review. Thanks a bunch!