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"No." Piper said finally, looking at the dress her best friend was lending her. Plunging necklines and short tulle skirts were not her forte. But the look Gianna was giving her dared her to contradict her.
"It's blue…" Gianna taunted. Piper rolled her eyes, holding her hand out for the dress. She slipped it on over the tank top she always, shutting her eyes as it slid down over her body. Gianna blew out a low whistle and Piper let one eye open hesitantly, glancing tentatively at herself in the mirror. She let her friend pull her towards the sink, sitting down on the counter while Gianna spread her makeup pallet out across the sink. Piper obediently kept her eyes closed while her brunette best friend coated her face in a light layer of makeup.
Just as she finished getting ready, a knock sounded on the door down stairs, sending Piper's eyes shooting wide open as she raced down the steps, smoothing out her waist length blonde hair as she sped towards the door.
"You wanna meet him?" the blonde offered to her friend who had paused at the top of the staircase. Gianna nodded enthusiastically, running to the bottom of the staircase, leaning coolly against the front door while her lucky best friend opened the door. "Johnny." She greeted. He took her hand in an overly cheesy fashion, kissing the back of the bemused girls hand.
"Piper." He responded. "And you are?" he asked, looking over the brunette who leaned against the door in shorts and a tank top.
"Gianna. I'm Piper's best friend." She answered, shaking the super heroes hand with expertly concealed excitement.
"Pleasure is all yours, ma'am." Johnny assured her, turning his attention back to Piper. "Ready to go?" he asked her. Both girls rolled their blue eyes at each other as they hugged each other goodbye.
"Be good, you too." She smirked, shutting the door behind Piper and her date. Piper slid into the Human Torch's undoubtedly expensive car, hardly buckling her seat belt before the player sped off.
"So can I have my wallet back?" she asked carefully.
"Nope." He smirked, turning the stereo up even louder than it already was. Piper crossed her arms over her chest bitterly, staring out the windshield, pretending not the notice the satisfied smile Johnny directed at her when the stopped at a red light. They pulled to a stop in front of a fancy looking restaurant that the artistic girl couldn't even say she had ever walked by. Johnny didn't hesitate to smoothly slide out of the car, pushing his aviator glasses down over his eyes with a cocky smirk at the flashing cameras and slutty girls that draped themselves over him. He extended a hand to his date, pulling her through the thick crowd he was so used to. Piper tilted her head down, allowing her hair to shield her face from view. Johnny Storm walked right through the restaurant as if he owned the place, and as far as Piper Woodard knew he may have. He sat down across from her a small two person table beside a window. She glared at him, completely uninterested.
"My wallet?" she prompted. He shook his head.
"Nope. How do I know you won't just up and leave?" he smirked. Piper gave up asking, accepting she would have to sit through the rest of the date.
She never thought she'd actually enjoy it.
"Your wallet, ma'am?" he called, leaning across the car to hand Piper the wallet through the car door.
"Thanks." She smiled, taking it without another word.
"What? No thank you kiss? No goodnight kiss?" he prodded playfully.
"Not tonight. It's gonna take more than one date." She smirked, pausing at the front steps.
"So you admit that was a date?" he grinned. She rolled her eyes. "Does that mean there will be more?" she smiled mysteriously.
"Goodnight Mr. Storm."
"Miss Woodard." He replied, pulling the door closed once she had disappeared into the house.
The player blew out a low whistle, shaking his head as he drove away. That girl was playing with his head. She was enjoying it. And even scarier, so was he.
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