Welcome back! Que Welcome Back Kotter theme song. For those of you who don't know what that is, Google it. Witness the brilliance of a young John Travolta. After you have soaked in the amazingness, you assignment is, while in an argument yell, 'UP YOUR NOSE WITH A RUBBER HOSE!' Then walk away. BOOM!
Shall we hear from the boys! Enjoy!
Oh I don't own Twilight, remember?
Ch 7
"Oh, SNAP! This is my jam. Come on, baby, let me show you some more of Magic Mike," Mike said standing up. Jessica spit out some of her drink and the rest of the girls started laughing hysterically.
"Ummm," Jessica said, looking at the girls for an out.
"I am all for seeing some Magic Mike," Rose said. "In fact, all us ladies would love to see that." She smirked while the rest of the girls sat back, nodding their heads.
"Hells yeah!" Mike yelled, grabbing Jessica and dragging her to the dance floor. She turned back around and mouthed, 'I hate you' to Rose who just winked at her and waved.
Alice laughed and pointed at Mike and Jessica down on the dance floor. "Oh my God, that is the funniest shit I have ever seen! She wasn't joking when she said he looked like he was having a seizure. "
"Poor Jess. I feel kinda bad for her. Come on, let go show him how it's done," Bella said, jumping up and grabbing Angela, Rose, and Alice and pulling them towards the dance floor.
"So E, Bells is looking pretty hot tonight," Jasper said.
"Yes, yes she does," Edward said, licking his lips while watching the girls dancing all on each other.
Emmett let out a whistle, "Hot Dammmn! See, now that's the kinda sandwich I wanna be in. Double decker, baby!"
"Someone should either give poor Mikey some dance lessons or ban him from ever dancing in public."
"Someone should…but then we wouldn't be able to witness that, and that," Emmett said, pointing at Mike, "is just too fucking hilarious to let go."
Jasper shook his head "You're such a dick, Em."
"A big one," Emmett said, smiling, showing off his dimples. "Hey, I don't see either of you assholes stepping up." He pointed as Jasper.
"Yeah, well…"
Emmett slapped his hand on the table. "See, you can't! There always has to be one uncoordinated goofy shit in the group. If you fix him, it just throws off the entire group dynamic."
"Group dynamic?"
"Yeah, Magic Mikey is the goofy shit. He's like a lost puppy that follows you around everywhere and you keep him around 'cause he has that big goofy grin and puppy dog eyes and you feel bad for the lil fella."
"Okay, I can see that. Where do we fit in?"
"You, Jazzy-pants, are the strong, sensitive type. You're the one people look to for advice and to be the voice of reason. And GQ over here, " he said pointing at Edward, " is the pretty boy, obviously. You're the one all the guys want to be and all the girls, and probably some guys, masturbate too."
"Gee thanks, Em. That was my life goal- grow up and be someone people masturbate to." Edward smirked, raising his glass.
"Hey, there is something very noble about being spank-bank material."
"Noble isn't the word I was thinking of."
"Well, if Mike is the puppy, Edward is span- bank, and I'm strong and sensitive, then you are, for sure, the meathead jock who thinks with his dick rather than his actual brain."
Emmett sat there for a second with his hand on his chin. "Nailed it!" he yelled, high-fiving, Jasper.
A/N
So where do you fit in the group dynamic?
XOZO
HB
