Disclaimer: - Okay so I still don't own this. And I am guessing none of you do either. Sad isn't it? It all belongs to someone else. Oh well. I shall continue to force the character to dance to my own demented little tune.
Apparently ten minutes wasn't an adequate amount of time to reach Callie's expected level of dressed. The deranged little nymph was completely and impossibly unreasonable. What was wrong with the basic combination of chucks, hoodie and skinny jeans? Perfectly acceptable attire for a midnight party at the Dells right? Well according to Callie; who dressed for the catwalk regardless of occasion; apparently not. Seriously! Where the fuck did she think they were going? And then after admonishing her ensemble to within an inch of its life Satan's stylist had demanded she climb in to the back seat and rummage around for something more suitable to wear. Strangling Callie in her sleep with the cord of her own curling iron was becoming more and more appealing.
Despite futile glaring and venomous insults the back seat was where Alicia found herself, teetering precariously on the edge of the over cluttered seat heaving what was probably the smallest piece of material known to man over her hips. Of course it was only fitting with her current string of bad luck that the solitary item of clothing; and that term was applied loosely; was something that would gladly offer anyone who should so choose to look a glimpse of her underwear should the wind so much as flutter. And of course wind was a guaranteed event. Who ever heard of a beach with out a sea breeze?
Evil, scrawny size four bitch. Callie was going to meet a gruesome and bloody end in her sleep tonight. Alicia was sure of it.
After hauling herself forward into the front passenger seat; and unceremoniously smacking her head against the windshield as Callie took a corner at least forty over the limit, Alicia stretched her body out to its full length in the confined space, offering herself up for inspection
"Are you fucking happy now?"
Following the eyes as they trailed down her figure, Alicia watched with an overwhelming degree of glee as Callie saw her new two hundred dollar boots adorning her feet; they were actually rather nice, over the knee black leather with buckle fastenings the entire length of the calves. She didn't look at happy.
"Who the fuck said you could wear those?"
"It's either these or my jeans and chucks. Your choice" Alicia grinned.
Biting her tongue Callie's answering scowl intensified when she saw the hoodie still in place.
"You can go screw yourself if you think I am taking it off" Alicia informed her, effectively cutting Callie off before she could protest.
The last mile of the journey passed in silence. Alicia's quietness masked her elation as she watched Callie's face morph every few seconds into a new level of annoyance and irritation. She was no doubt thinking of all the ways she would seek revenge if her one of a kind boots were murdered. Regardless, Alicia was sure Callie would think twice before playing Barbie dress up with her again.
As soon as they were stationary the tension was immediately forgotten. Exiting the car; which Alicia managed to do with a hopeless level of elegance; Callie made a quick start on evaluating her choices.
"So are you ready to finally loose the chastity belt tonight? Or are you going to settle for helping me out? Again".
"Kiss my ass! Not all of us feel the need to spread their legs for every pretty face that crosses our path. I for one would actually prefer to know more than the name of the person I am fucking!" She knew Callie wouldn't take personal offence to her insult, but her implication had pissed her off.
"Sorry Al, you know I didn't mean it. Forgive me?" Callie pouted.
Unable to refuse her friend Alicia smiled, giving her head a slight nod.
"Besides, you know how much I enjoy window shopping. I don't sample everything the candy shop has to offer but I do have a terrible sweet tooth. Speaking of which I wouldn't mind a suck or two on that one" Callie smiled, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth.
Frowning at her friends sudden distraction, Alicia followed the direction of her lustful gaze only to find herself trapped in the eyes of someone she would be more than pleased to never see again.
"Well isn't that just the fucking cherry on top" Ali muttered under her breath, pinching the bridge of her nose between her finger and thumb. Her earlier frustration had reared its ugly head and was now running rampant around her head laughing it's ass off.
"Why? What's wrong?" Callie asked, her eyes unwavering.
"That fucking asshole!"
Deadpanning Callie frowned "Huh?"
"The blonde prick! The lesbian obsessive! The car ride from hell! You with me yet?"
"Oh" Callie muttered as realisation hit her. "I forgot you were acquainted with the quartet of yummy goodness".
"Quartet of what? Forget it… I don't want to know".
"Hmm, I want to do naughty things with the little one. Introduce us?"
"Um… No?"
"Come on Al, be reasonable!"
Shaking her head in defeat, knowing her night would be easier if she just went along with it, she grabbed Callie's hand in hers and pulled her along behind her as she approached the four, who had in turn begun to walk towards her.
Skipping all preliminaries Alicia introduced Callie and Tyler; the demonic little red person; a manifestation of her aggravation, merrily reminded her of his name; and made her immediate exit without so much as a look back over her shoulder. Rude yes, but she wasn't prepared to spend a single second longer than necessary in their company. Garwin's especially. The underlying threat behind Callie's earlier revelation still too fresh in her mind to allow it to be dismissed. She knew enough about them; there was no way of not knowing in a place as small as Spenser; to know that they were relentless in every pursuit they undertook. And she would be damned if she was going to be sucked into their 'world' by some horny little shit who wanted to get in her pants.
She was content in her role as the unapproachable transfer student who would sooner smack you in the face than give you the time of day. It worked for her.
-x-
With a much needed bottle of beer in hand Alicia sat herself on a low dune beside one of the make shift bonfires. Relaxing in her solitude she quickly spotted Callie and Tyler. Blue eyes; it would seem; had grown a back bone since this afternoon and was currently winning one of Callie's favourite games. Tongue tennis. Advanced. Chuckling in amusement Alicia drained her bottle and carelessly threw the empty over her shoulder. The masculine 'oomph' behind her startled her from her relaxed state. If it was that blonde asshole she would retrieve the stupid bottle and forcefully shove it up his ass. Sideways.
"What the fuck was that for?" It wasn't him.
"If you weren't standing behind me it wouldn't have hit you?"
"Would it kill you to apologise?"
"Yes. Probably. What do you want Aaron?" Annoying dicks were just lining themselves up today, weren't they?
"I just came over to ask you if you wanted a dance, maybe a lift back to the dorms later. Your ride just left with Simms".
Ignoring the question of how he knew Callie was her ride home she instead laughed at her friend's sweet tooth. So much for window shopping.
"So… do you want to dance?"
Deciding she may need the offered lift back to the dorms later she accepted, but not without giving him fair warning; she wasn't an idiot when it came to Aaron, she knew his reputation. "Your hands go anywhere they don't have an invitation to go and I will mount your balls to the hood of my car. Got it?"
"Whatever you say" he smirked. Alicia noted that it paled in comparison to Garwin's.
With him following her she made her way to the edge of the party, rolling her eyes at his crassness as he pulled her back against his chest, reminding herself that she would need a ride later she resigned herself to one dance, allowing him to move her hips in sync with his own. As the song was winding down she became very aware of his now obvious 'enjoyment' at having her so close, and pulled away from him just as his lips were about to descend to her neck.
There was no way a lift was worth that. Walking away from him she headed back in the direction Callie had left her car, desperately hoping she had left in Tyler's Hummer.
Barely free of the crowd Alicia was pulled backwards, causing her to collide uncomfortably against a stone hard chest. Her captor's arms holding her in place as his mouth brushed against her earlobe.
"Where do you think you are going? You aren't done here yet".
"Get your fucking hands off me Aaron!" Alicia hissed, trying to shrug out of his arms.
"Come on, don't be shy" he whispered, aggravated.
His words; along with the open mouthed kisses he was slavering against her neck; was all it took for Alicia to lose it. All the frustration she thought suppressed instantly boiled over into blinding rage. Who the fuck did this prick think he was! Lifting her foot; merrily intent on impaling his foot with the spiked heel of Callie's boot; her fight reflex was interrupted by a nasal shriek.
"What thefuck is going on here?" Kira. Oh now her day was perfect.
"Your letch of a boyfriend doesn't take rejection well apparently" Alicia snapped, stumbling as she was shoved abruptly from behind. 'Now that is just plain insulting' she thought humourlessly.
"What the fuck do you think you were doing with my boyfriend you bitch?" Kira screamed. The sudden disturbance quickly drawing the attention of everyone around them. The banshee demanded an audience. What a surprise.
"Actually your boyfriend was the one doing, I was just leaving. And unless you want your Daddy to have to buy you another new nose don't call me a bitch again. Ever" Alicia smiled, anticipating the response to her baited words.
"Oh? What are you going to about it bitch?" she sneered.
"You really won't like it" Alicia cautioned. It was only fair after all.
"Try me" Kira offered, her fingers luring Alicia forward in a come hither motion, her chin raised defiantly.
Now that was an offer her frazzled nerves just couldn't pass up. Smiling a sickeningly sweet smile Alicia wrapped her thumb around her clenched fingers and just let go. All the frustration and anger unleashed in a single yell as her hand made contact with the conveniently positioned jaw.
Stunned that Alicia had actually carried out her threat Kira was slow to react, and when she did it was pathetic. A glancing slap and a shove. Was that all she could muster? Well that just wasn't good enough was it? A little provocation was in order. Circling the taller frizzy haired girl Alicia taunted, "Come on Kira. You can do better. Don't you want revenge? I just had your boyfriends tongue down my throat. His hands on my tits. If you hadn't come along I can only imagine where his tongue and fingers would have ended up tonight. Can you imagine it Kira? Your boyfriend fucking me in his car?"
Alicia certainly had a good idea where Aaron had wanted his hands and mouth to end up and just the thought had her stomach threatening to spill itself onto the sand. But the last twenty four hours had created an itch and it needed to be scratched.
"YOU BITCH! YOU GODDAMNED FUCKING SLUT" Kira screamed, literally throwing herself through the air at Alicia, the two falling to the ground in a thrashing tangle of limbs. 'Finely' was the only intelligible word her mind could muster as Kira's fists connected simultaneously with her lip and ribs. Twisting and writhing Alicia gained the upper hand and was soon straddling Kira's waist not bothering to deflect the blows, instead focusing on delivering her own. She was just starting to enjoy herself when a most unwelcome voice; and an even more unwelcome pair of arms; interrupted her.
"What the fuck is going on here? Alicia?" he demanded, pulling her back to her feet.
"This little tramp was all over Aaron, I was kindly reminding her to back off" Kira hissed as her scumbag boyfriend thoughtfully pulled her to her feet.
Unable to get past the blockade that was the blonde, Alicia spat the blood pooling in her mouth at Kira's feet with a smile before turning and walking away. Despite the increasing discomfort spreading through her body Alicia really was feeling so much better. Resuming her earlier route she again headed in the direction that Callie's car had been, and she would have made it too were it not for the pale arm that had then fallen across her shoulders, steering her in an entirely different direction.
"We should get you some ice for your hand… and your lip, they're going to hurt tomorrow" he smiled knowingly, his thumb grazing the small split on her lower lip carefully.
"You think?" she snorted, trying to shrug his arm off her futilely.
"So… you're a Lesbian huh…" he laughed, his legendary smirk in place. It worked so much better for him than she cared to admit.
"Oh…eat me" she glared, again attempting to shrug off his arm.
"So you're ready to take me up on my offer then huh? Your room or mine?" he grinned as her glare turned to a scowl. Deciding against pushing his luck he instead reworded his previous question and asked again "So what was all that about? Why were you fighting Kira over Aaron? The guys a complete prick".
"Rumour has it that you are too, but that doesn't stop girls from wanting to sleep with you does it?" Alicia retorted "besides I was horny and he's hot". Lies. All lies.
"I'm incredibly hot, yet you keep turning me down", he laughed, trying and failing to pull off a hurt expression.
"Yeah well he actually put some leg work into seeing me in my underwear; you on the other hand did not. How the fuck did you four pull off your little trick anyway?" Now that she was thinking about it, it was really annoying her that she couldn't rationally explain how they did it.
"A true magician never reveals his secrets" he replied. The smile on his face was one reserved for those in on an inside joke.
"Magician my ass" she muttered unwilling to let his evasiveness bother her. Beside's one of the 'four' was making his approach. She really should, maybe, remember their names.
"Hey Reid. Alicia! What the hell happened to you?"
"Hey Pogue, Kira tried to happen and failed" Reid chuckled.
"Huh?"
"Fuck, you really do have a limited vocabulary don't you?"
"Now now play nice" grinned Reid "Alicia here was getting it on with Aaron and his girlfriend intervened".
"You were doing what with who now?"
"Seriously, I am not having this conversation. With either of you. I'm off. Bye Reid".
"Hey how are you getting back to the dorms, your girl has abducted Baby Boy?"
"They took her car didn't they...great..." she sighed. Quickly weighing up her limited options she turned her attention to Pogue "Since my friend has abandoned me, and his inability to drive has left me without a car of my own, I nominate you to give me a lift back to the dorms".
"Why me?"
"Because, due to recent revelations, I suspect if I am alone with him" she said nodding her head in Reid's general direction "he is going to attempt to get in my pants. Since I have a one 'molestation' a night rule, I am not about to get into a confined space with him, which leaves me with just you as my only other option" she shrugged walking back towards the direction of the parked vehicles. Were her back not to them she would have seen the furious faces of her new acquaintances.
"I am going to beat the living shit out of that fucking asshole. I should have known something was off. I can't believe I didn't realise" Reid berated himself, remember the way Aaron had been looking at Alicia as she had provoked Kira into a fight "I can't believe he would pull that kind of shit!" he hissed, receiving a nod of affirmation from Pogue.
"Are you coming or what?" Alicia shouted interrupting them.
"Bloody hell, patience much!" Pogue shouted back, a smile crinkling his face.
"Sorry fresh out" was her reply. And it didn't surprise him one bit. Rolling his eyes, he turned back to Reid, the pair knocking their fists together in a gesture she had witnessed numerous times before but never understood. It must be a chromosomal thing.
"Are you coming back later?" Reid asked, as Pogue began walking towards Alicia.
"Nah, I'm just gonna crash. Catch up with you in the morning, call Caleb for me. Tell him I split?" Pogue asked, glancing over his shoulder to see Reid's response.
Once he had caught up to Alicia, he mimicked the position he had found her and Reid in earlier and dropped his arm over her shoulder, walking them in the direction of his bike, "Come on baby girl, lets get you out of here".
From what little she knew of the four she should have known not to expect anything but the best, but she couldn't disguise the gasp that escaped her when they finally reached his bike. He had a Honda Fireblade! She couldn't stop herself questioning if he could handle the damn thing? She had heard about the accident he had had on his Ducati, she knew that he had ended up in a hospital bed for weeks afterwards. Was it really sensible of her to climb on the back of a bike with him?
Watching him confidently and without hesitation swing his leg over the bike she could feel the flutter of anxiety in her stomach. Maybe she should just take her chances with Reid, being groped was marginally better than dying in a bike wreck wasn't it?
Her stupid ego got the best of her however when she saw the glint of amusement in his eyes as he watched her deliberating. Death is was then.
Scowling at him she walked towards the bike, tersely refusing his helmet when he offered it to her; the damned thing would only make her top heavy and more likely to fall off anyway. Taking grip on his shoulder she copied his movement and swung her leg over the bike; immensely proud of both the fact that she had accomplished it with out falling and that she hadn't flashed everyone within a two mile radius her underwear.
Unsure where exactly she was meant to put herself now she settled for allowing him to pull her into place, her body curling against the curve of his own.
"Hold on tight" he indicated, pulling her arms securely around his waist before he slid his visor down. Once he was satisfied she wasn't about to slip off he slid himself lower down the bike, starting it up. They were quickly accelerating out onto the road.
They were about a mile or so away from the dorms when Alicia could no longer quell her terror. Unclenching her teeth; that for at least the last six miles been imbedded into the tough leather of his jacketed shoulder; she let a piercing scream tear through her chest only to have it disappear into the bitterly cold night air. She would never again get on the back of a bike with him. As the bike dipped lower to the road once again, she became certain he was doing it on purpose, intentionally trying to scare the crap out of her.
Finally seeing the dorms in the distance she welcomed the relief surging through her. It was almost over. Resting her forehead on his back she struggled to compose herself, she already knew he was able to tell she had been screaming. He couldn't have missed the vibration of her screams against his back as she had unleashed them. She wasn't about to let him have the satisfaction of seeing her stumbled on numb legs when she finally dismounted the bike.
She was remotely grateful when he slowed though, the growl of the engine quieting to a purr. The last thing she wanted was witnesses. She had no desire for anyone to see how her disaster of a night was ending.
Reluctantly accepting his hand as she attempted a graceful dismount, she ignored his questioning look; he was undoubtedly wondering if she was able to walk back to her room without assistance; and began walking up the steps.
"Don't I even get a goodnight?" he asked, his amused voice muffled by his helmet. Not looking back she called out over her shoulder, "No" before pulling opening the door, disappearing inside.
AN:- Okay so here is another chapter almost completely re written, I would appreciate your feedback, let me know if you like the changes made. Next re write should be up soon, and the all important update will be up in the next week or so.
