I really wanna dance, tonight with you.
(I just can't help myself)
I really wanna do what you want me to.
(I just feel I let myself go)
I really wanna dance, tonight with you.
(Wanna see you move)
I really wanna do what you want me to.
(Uh Uh Uh)
Baby, don't you wanna, dance upon me,
(I just wanna dance next to you)
To another time and place.
Baby, don't you wanna, dance upon me,
(Are you ready)
Leaving behind my name, my age.
I'm a slave for you. (Take that) I cannot hold it; I cannot control it.
I'm a slave (It just feels right) for you. (It just feels good)
I won't deny it; I'm not trying to hide it. (Baby)
Britney Spears- I'm A Slave 4 U
Sam's POV:
"It's really great to see you again!" Carly chirped.
"That's like the fifth time you've said that, Carls." I laughed.
"But it is good to see you." She giggled. "Also I have something really exciting to tell you."
"What is it?"
Carly reached into her high heel boot and pulled out a long pink rod.
"What is that?" I asked.
"A fairy wand." She answered. "It's mine."
"Wait, you're a fairy?" I questioned in disbelief.
"Yeah. Two weeks ago I woke up floating in the air with a pair of fairy wings sticking out of my back. I told Spencer and he told our dad. Dad explained that mom was a fairy and was slain by a hunter when I was little. Dad is human and so is Spencer, but I'm a fairy like mom."
"That's awesome, Carly." I told her. "But why didn't you tell me before?"
"I wanted it to be a surprise." She replied. "I mean, when you told me about you being a monster, I had a hard time believing it. But after talking to your sister and mom, and Spencer I learned more about our kind and what it means to be a monster."
"Wait, you talked to Melanie and my mom?" I asked. "When?"
"A few days after I came to my inheritance." She responded. "Melanie decided to go to school with me, Freddie, and Gibby in Seattle, and I asked her if it was true. She confirmed it was."
"Well yeah." I shrugged. "My mom's a harpy like me, and Melanie's human."
"Yeah and now Freddie acknowledges that she's her own person and not you in disguise."
"I thought we weren't gonna talk about that." Freddie pouted from the couch.
"Too bad." I told him. He rolled his eyes and began to type away at his phone with a dumb grin on his face.
"Who are you texting, Fred-dork?" I asked him, looking over his shoulder at his phone.
"My girlfriend." He stated.
I raised an eyebrow. "You have a girlfriend?"
"Yeah. You remember Vanessa, right?"
"Why are you going out with that bitch?" I scoffed.
"Hey she's not a bitch." Freddie snapped.
"Yeah, right." I heard Carly remark. "I don't know why you're dating her. She tried to destroy iCarly."
"She's not so bad." Freddie said. "She's smart and pretty and sweet and is a fantastic girlfriend."
I felt a small pang in my stomach as he spoke those words. Even though I was over him, he was my first serious relationship, and I knew a part of me wouldn't let that go. Then I remembered I had my own hot girlfriend, and a smirk crossed my face. I spared Cat a glance, and she was glaring at Freddie from the kitchen.
"Whatever Fredweird." I teased him. "You're just jealous that your girlfriend isn't as hot and adorable as mine." I walked over to Cat and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. The siren's face softened and she nuzzled her head into the crook of my neck.
Freddie just rolled his eyes. "Don't be like that Sam." He told me.
"Don't be such a chaude." I snapped. "Just accept the fact that I've moved on and am better off without you."
"I have moved on." He said.
"Yeah right." I scoffed. "Just tell your prissy bitch that she can ride your dick all she wants."
Freddie glared at me, and Carly said, "Stop both of you. Freddie don't toss Vanessa in Sam's face again, and Sam stop rubbing your obviously more respectful girlfriend in Freddie's face.
"Will do Carly." I told her, kissing Cat on the cheek, making her giggle.
"Whatever." Freddie muttered.
Carly approached us. "Sorry about him." She apologized. "He's been acting different since him and Vanessa started going out."
"He's so weird." Cat commented. "Why is he being like that?"
"I think Vanessa changed him." Carly sighed. "It sucks. I've just been hanging out with Melanie and Gibby lately. He's always too busy to hang out."
"Don't worry, Carly. You can move here when you graduate." I assured her. "After all, Los Angeles is the monster capital of the country."
"Thanks." Carly smiled. "Maybe I can get my own playful redheaded roommate."
"Maybe you'll fall in love with them too." Cat smiled.
"Yeah." Carly laughed. "At this point, I've given up on love. Especially since I was informed that my soulmate is in bad condition."
"What do you mean?" I questioned.
"He's slowly losing his monster soul." Carly said solemnly. "If he loses his soul, then he won't be any more my soulmate than Freddie or Gibby would be."
Tori's POV:
BZZZZZZ.
I woke up to the sound of my cell phone buzzing. I lifted my head and slowly opened my eyes. Not even bothering to look at the caller ID, I answered my vibrating cell.
"Hello?" I mumbled groggily.
"Hey Tori." Jade's voice greeted me.
"What is it Jade?" I asked slowly, still half asleep.
"Well you know how you need a ride, right?" Jade inquired.
"Yeah why?"
"Well get ready for school, because I'm coming to pick you up."
I sat up, almost wide awake now and asked, "You're not gonna pull any shady shit like you did last time right?"
"Nope. I promise." Jade told me.
"Okay Jade. I'm going to trust you. When are you gonna be here?"
"In twenty minutes." Jade replied. "Better get moving!" Then she hung up on me. I sighed and tossed the phone on my bed, and got up to get dressed. I quickly threw on a purple sequin tank top, a black miniskirt, and black leather boots. I brushed my teeth (boy was that a chore after I ate a whole deer last night), and brushed out my hair (it had gotten thick and even harder to brush since my first transformation) and I sprayed myself with some cinnamon-scented perfume.
Jade arrived exactly twenty minutes after we had our chat, and honked her horn for me to come out.
"Who is that?" Mom asked.
"Jade." I responded, grabbing my bag. "She's driving me to school today."
"But how's your sister gonna get to school?" Mom questioned.
"She's riding with Beck." I told her, before exiting out the front door. Jade's large, black Sedan was sitting in my driveway. I walked over to the passenger side, bending over to see through the window. I smiled and waved at Jade.
"Good morning Jade." I greeted the dhampir as I entered the car.
"Morning Vega." Jade chirped back, using the voice that she interpreted as me but didn't actually sound like me.
Jade floored it out of my driveway and onto the road. I observed her directions and determined that she was indeed in fact driving to Hollywood Arts.
"So how was your morning, Vega?" Jade asked.
"Fine." I answered. "How was yours."
"Oh it was great." I could practically feel the smirk that made its way across her face. "So what made you decide on that perfume?"
I blinked in confusion at her surprising question. Out of all things, she chooses to ask about my perfume?
"I just really like this scent." I shrugged.
Jade suddenly slammed her foot on the brakes and I found that we had arrived at the school.
"Thanks for the ride Jade." I said to her. I moved to open the car door, but Jade's hand shot towards me and wrapped around my wrist with an iron grip.
"Tell me Tori." Jade hissed, her tone becoming hostile. "Why you smell like my scissor polish?!" Her eyes flashed red when she said the last word.
"What? I don't smell like scissor polish." I shook my head, trying to pull myself free from her grip to no avail.
"Really? Because someone stole my polish and two pairs of my scissors and you happen to smell exactly like the special polish I use to shine them."
"Jade, I swear I didn't steal your things." I assured her. "I wouldn't do that. Especially after you've helped me so much."
"Then what do you really smell like?" Jade asked.
I reached into my purse with my free hand, and grabbed out my perfume. "This." I stated. I unscrewed the top and held it out. "Smell it."
Jade took a whiff. "It's cinnamon." She announced.
"Yes." I nodded, screwing the top back on. I spritzed my neck a bit and tilted my head to the side. "Now smell me and tell me what I smell like now."
Jade sniffed my neck and released my now bone white wrist.
"I don't smell the cinnamon." Jade said. "I still smell the polish."
"But how?" I cried. "That's impossible! I don't even know what your stupid scissor polish smells like!"
Jade moved back to my neck, smelling it some more. Then I felt two sharp points graze my neck.
"Jade-" I began to say, but was cut off by Jade crashing her lips against mine.
Taken aback by the sudden gesture, I squeaked as Jade began to caress my neck where I had sprayed the perfume. A small portion of me wanted to stop, but a bigger part of me wanted more. I trailed my tongue along Jade's lips and I was refused entrance. Unsatisfied with this rejection, I delivered a sharp smack to Jade's ass, making her gasp in surprise, providing me with the entrance I desired.
I took hold of both her wrists, shoving her back into her seat, and climbing on top of her. Our tongues battled for dominance as I began to grind my hips against hers. She moaned, and grabbed a hold of my hips, forcing them to rub even harder against hers. I eventually gained dominance of our game of tonsil hockey, and I reached under her shirt and began stroking her sides. She moaned lightly, and took hold of my ass cheeks. A growl that was neither fully human nor fully lycan ripped from my throat. We went on with our passionate make out session before we pulled away for air.
Jade and I stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity, me straddling her lap, and her laying back in her seat.
Before either of us could speak, we heard a loud scream ripple throughout the parking lot.
