A Little Pizzazz
A/N: Thank you for your patience! I'm back from Wasaga Beach (I'm sure most of you have no idea where the heck that is, that's okay) and I actually acquired a tan. For me, with my pasty Irish ass, this is a momentous event indeed. I will be leaving again on the 18th for China for three weeks (I know, right?) and I aim to have this story finished by then. If I don't, I give Chip permission to flog my ass. She'd like it, too, kinky wench.
Thanks again!
Glee:
"So what do you think about him?"
Alice's voice was low and conspiratorial as she glanced across the room at Jasper. Bella followed her gaze and found the man in question being fussed over by the wardrobe assistant. He was teasing the girl, Angela, who kept blushing furiously. Bella smiled at the sound of his deep chuckle.
"Mmm, mmm, mmm," she winked at Alice.
"I know right?" the smaller woman whispered back, her eyes dancing with glee.
"Why?" Bella asked casually. "Are you sleeping with him?"
"Not yet!" her friend declared in a sing-song voice. Her blue eyes kept darting back to Mr. I'm-Handsome-And-I-Know-It. He caught her eye, sending her a knee knocking wink, to which she giggled like a teenager with her first crush. Bella wasn't sure if she wanted to laugh or vomit.
"Be careful" she said, keeping her voice carefully neutral.
"Why?" Alice turned back to her, confused.
Bella sighed. "For one, he's fucking gorgeous and he knows it. Guys like that usually don't stick around, their egos won't allow for it."
Alice opened her mouth to interject but Bella held up a hand. "I'm not saying that he will do that, I'm just saying that you should be careful. Keep it in the back of your mind. But more to the point, fucking your co-star Alice? That has bad news written all over it."
"Bella, no," Alice said softly. "He's the sweetest man I've ever met. He's charming, he makes me laugh and we just click, it's like—"
Bella grimaced. Alice's description brought up very specific memories. "And then he turns into a narcissistic asshole."