It's been a while since I updated thanks to a vicious case of writers block ;~;
This isn't my best chapter, but I kinda needed a filler, if you know what I mean~ ;D
Gwen sighed dreamily as she saw the club the same as it always has. A DJ in the back of the room kept his hip-hop records handy and the dance floor was just a crowd of excited dancers dancing to the beat. Different shades of bright and neon colors floated around the room. A faint smell of cheap perfume and cologne carried a scent. Trent walked up behind her, putting his hand around her waist. Geoff stood grinning next to the two, slightly shaking with excitement.
"You know what this calls for?!" Geoff asked as he ran ahead of the couple before they could answer. Geoff disappeared in the crowd of people, leaving a questioning Trent and Gwen.
"What do you think our Party Boy is do--" Gwen began, but stopped as the bouncy tune from the pervious song ended into a slow dance.
"Makin' old traditions last!" a voice very similar to Geoff's rang from the DJ area. The two laughed at the roommates deed, but quickly started to go along with the song. The room was darkened with light grey and blue lights as the soft tune of the song played. Gwen placed her hands over Trent's shoulders as his hands guided themselves to Gwen's waist.
"Where's Geoffy?" Gwen asked as Geoff was no where to be found. The two scanned the crowd, looking over heads of the dancers. The cow-boy hat didn't stand out in the crowd. Nor a pink jacket.
"I guess we should find him… He has the keys." Trent grinned, continuing to look.
"Hmm, I think that can wait until after this song," Gwen continued to cradle with her boyfriend left to right and forward and back. The song ended shortly after the conversation. Another song with a fresh beat made the club seem to shake slightly. The colors changed with the beat, and the floor became filled with life.
"I'll take the front half, you take the back half?"
"Whatever," Gwen shrugged as she turned to search for the third remaining roommate.
She had to squint her eyes a few times to look behind small gaps of room that the people on the dance floor had left. She looked past everyone she could, having to squirm through the little space she had.
Time had passed and Gwen had nothing to prove for her search. When she was positive the dance floor didn't contain Geoff, she walked to the far end of the room, near the DJ. Surely he wouldn't mind if she borrowed the mic for a moment, right?
The booming of the music grew loader and shook the floor more as she got closer to the far end corner of the club. Not being used to all this noise, flash, and sudden sickly movement, Gwen grew a small headache. She swore as the thought that she may be growing sick again grew. But as she found the DJ set up with records in hand, she saw something grow closer with each step she took: a cow-boy hat.
"Geoff!" Gwen shouted as to be heard over the music. Only a few feet away from Gwen, Geoff turned around and smiled to the girl.
"'Sup dude!" he said aloud, but couldn't be heard from the music. He casually walked over to her.
"We've been looking all over for you! What were you doing?"
"Talkin' to my man, the DJ, over there."
"Do you know how long I've been looking for you!? Come on, Trent'll want to know where we are," Geoff waved bye to the DJ and the two left the spot they were at and left for the floor to find the Musician.
"He said he would be up front, so I think our be--" Gwen started, but stopped when she bumped into someone and fell on the floor. "Oh, I'm sorry. I wasn't paying att--" Gwen started as she jumped back on her feet and held out a hand to the other person, but stopped when the face she saw was too familiar.
"Gwenny! Long time no see, huh!?" the female who bumped into the goth jumped up, also noticing the face.
"Izzy, we saw each other yesterday at the funeral, remember? You ate all the shrimp!" Gwen reminded the red-head. She was dressing in a green tank top and shorts.
"I wasn't there. But I Explosivo told me he was going," she corrected Gwen, but then stopped talking as another question filled her mind. "So whatever happened to Trent, Explosivo told me you two were still dating. But I see we have another man!" Izzy winked at Geoff as she formed a small heart in the air with her hand.
"Oh no, I'm still with Trent. I was just looking for Geoff here," Gwen pointed to the man next to her.
"So Izzy, is Owen here or are you by yourself?" Geoff asked, looking over the crowd for the big guy.
"Oh, we broke a few months ago…" Izzy said calmly, but looked down at the floor.
"I'm sorry to hear about that…"
"That's okay, there are still plenty off fish in the sea, they say!" Izzy made a fishing notion with her hands, like she was reeling in a fish.
"Um… Good luck to you," Gwen started. "But I think we should be looking for Trent now. See ya later."
Gwen started to walk away, but got stopped by the psycho.
"Por que?" Izzy asked. "The night still has enough time for all four of us!" Izzy walked next to Gwen.
The four of us. Never thought I'd hear that after Bridge… Gwen thought, even though Izzy both could never be Bridgette or be the next roomie. Just hanging out for a night wouldn't be so bad… Right?
Geoff and Gwen walked in silence as Izzy talked about different things from the RCMP to bears to fish. "So like I was saying earlier, the ninjas were like, all over the place and I only had this one dart left, so I was forced too be--" Izzy started. "I think I see Trent!"
Trent turned around as he heard his name, and smiled as he saw Geoff and Gwen, but then raised an eyebrow as the red-head came into picture.
"Izzy, it's nice to see you again," he said nervously showing Gwen a questioning look.
"It's been years!" Izzy jumped up and down as she gave him a brief hug.
"I saw you yesterday… Didn't you eat all the shrimp or something?" Trent asked.
"That was Explosivo, you silly goose!" Izzy laughed at how Trent could forget something like that.
Gwen explained to Trent how Izzy is going to spend the night with them, with easily spotted fake enthusiasm. Izzy was dancing to the song some while Gwen did all the explaining. Geoff started dancing, too, but with different rhythm and timing as Izzy.
"I'll be right back guys!" Izzy mischievously grinned as she literally plowed through the crowd. Angry yells were heard, but she kept on pushing through. The beat changed more yet again to something more country like. Yellow colors were being splashed around in the room, and an actual "Yee-haw!" was heard through the air.
The three stopped for a moment to listen to the song. Gwen rolled her eyes and Geoff and Trent started to laugh. The words echoed through the room:
"Swing your partner, swing your partner, swing your partner to you," the voice echoed. Izzy came skipping back, smiling very wide. Gwen didn't have a chance to stop Trent, who had placed his hand in hers and lightly pushed her backward, holding his grip so she was spun to him. Geoff gave a weak frown as he looked down at the floor, partner less without a fiancé. Izzy tapped his shoulder and gave him her hand. "Bridgette won't get jealous over two friends sharing a dance, will she?" she asked with a weak friendly smile.
Geoff smirked as he followed the same motion Gwen and Trent did. The room was filled with people doing the same thing as the dancing duos, with a couple of skirts with ruffles fly in the air and smiles on strangers faces.
"Throw your partner way out, give your partner a spin!"
Trent unfolded his grip on his gothic girlfriend and lightly pushed her away. Izzy didn't need the push, she was pushing herself away from Geoff.
As the song continued another verse and chorus, the entire room was filled with couples dancing in sync. Gwen was smiling and let out a couple of laughs.
…
Different songs came and went, making Geoff and Izzy being forced to dance when and if a partner song played. When a clock on a near wall chimed eleven and only Geoff and Izzy still had any energy left (well, they were rather used to either parties or unnaturally high amounts of energy…) Gwen asked to leave, with Trent agreeing.
"Aww, but it's still early yet! If your worried about the vampires coming out, I'll make sure they don't hurt you! Please don't go!" Izzy pleaded.
"Izzy, not everyone has the energy you do," Gwen took a few deep breaths to help get some air.
"I understand…" Izzy sighed as she looked at the floor. "But maybe we could do this again sometime!" she smiled some more. She reached into her pants pocket and handed Gwen the paper.
"You always keep a piece of paper with your phone number in your pocket?" Gwen asked.
"Yeah, you never know if you meet people at these things!" Izzy nodded at her answer as she explained. Gwen folded the paper in the small pocket her shorts. "Maybe we could have a girl day out one of these days!"
"Uh… Thanks Izzy," Gwen smiled, but in truth she still only thought of her as a friend. She was nice and fun, but a small part of her heart wouldn't allow Izzy past to become a best friend. It just didn't feel right to have someone to be close to her, no matter what level of friendship, with just her best friend being buried.
Geoff and Trent said there good-byes and the crazy girl just jumped back into the floor, nearly jumping on someone as if to start at backwards stage-dive.
…
Dressed up in her black tee shirt and sweat pants, Gwen crawled into her bed. The moisture from the morning had either dried up or disappeared. Recently back from the bathroom scrubbing on her toes with finger-nail polish remover, she noticed the pink nail polish wouldn't and couldn't be rubbed off her toes. She sighed and let a single tear fall for nearly no reason at all.
No, there was a reason. Bridgette. She didn't have to have a reason to shed a tear when she thought of a dead soul… Right?
"This is a start, I guess," Gwen said to herself as she let out a small smile. Depression wouldn't cross her path, if she could help it.
As she finally got comfortable enough to close her eyes for a few seconds, her bedroom door opened, reveling a ray of light.
"Did you have fun?" It was Trent. He sat on her bed next to her.
Gwen sat up in her bed. "I guess."
"It looked like you were having fun," he reminded her.
"Maybe a little."
"Admit it."
"Alright. Maybe I did have fun." Gwen let out a light chuckle.
Sea jumped on her bed and started to knead the blanket before making it's way to her pillow.
"That cat seems to like you a lot. She never acts that way towards Geoff or I," Trent sighed.
"She knows who her Mommy is!" Gwen said in a childish tone as the cat purred softly with each stroke of Gwen's hand.
"Well… I mean she's always clingy towards you."
"She just doesn't like to be alone." Gwen shrugged.
"Yeah. I guess." Trent kissed Gwen on the lips before he left for his room. The cat curled up and laid it's head on the pillow.
"She's always clingy towards you." Gwen repeated to herself under her breath as every thought and memory of the cat staying here always involved her. Seldom did she remember time when the cat wasn't with her.
"No, she just doesn't like to be alone," she reassured herself then closed her eyes and went to sleep.
But before doing so, she could almost have promised a faint smell of sand and sun, the smell of the sea, bouncing from her pillow into her room.
It was almost like it was coming from Sea herself.
Now I know what some of you are thinking: Great, now she's going to add all the characters and Izzy in each one...
No, I just needed someone, and Izzy seems like the only other camper besides Geoff to go to a party! XD
I don't plan to have another character appear, but just one other later in a chapter very distant from here C: