Disclaimer: I don't own anyone from FFC, everyone else i do.
A*N Okay i tried making this longer, it seemed long when i wrote it. Any suggestions would be nice, and some comments on my writing, i dunno if it has enough detail. Well heres the story:)
**************************Chapter 5********************************
" I know!" Shelby squealed, suddenly turning her attention back to Lauren. She grabbed her arm in the insincere way Lauren did all the time to her so called friends. "How's this. What if i don't tell Mr. Cole that you cheat on everyone of his algebra quizzes?" she suggested, wide eyed, with fake excitement.
Lauren pulled her arm away. " You wouldn't."
" Try me," Shelby said, feeling very Heather Locklear. " Vote for me and you'll be doing 'A plus Bx equals C' all summer long." with an evil grin appearing on her face.
" Fine, fine," Lauren agreed. " I'll vote for you." She glanced at her friends raising her eyebrow. " We all will vote for you."
Shelby grinned. "Thats what i thought." she smiled and walked away triumphantly. For once Laurens power trip was going to work in Shelby's favor. If Lauren really made all her followers vote for her, she had a huge chance at winning this thing.
She turned around and searched the room for her next victim, rubbing her hands together giddily. First Scott had smiled at her and she managed not to turn away quickly, and now she had Lauren Geller under her thumb. *This was actually kinda fun* she smiled.
" I just don't get it," Rebecca said.
" What don't you get?" Scott asked, pulling at his collar. He was standing slightly behind Rebecca waiting to get their class couple picture taken. Scott was starting to sweat. He couldn't believe he was going through with this. The whole time he was thinking about Shelby, and how to turn down Rebecca gently.
" Well, she started, crossing her arms across her chest, while she looked around the lobby. " Have you notice that most of the couples make no logical sense?"
*Like us* Scott thought, feeling all his nerves go on alert. * Does she know im planning on breaking up with her* Scott wondered.
" like who?" Scott asked as the photographer's flash went off. He watched as Sarah and Jack Duncan, Most School Spirted, walked away from the fake marble background the photographer brought with him. He and Rebecca inched closer.
" Like for example, whats the deal with Nick and Zoe?" Rebecca asked.
" You know, Nick and Zoe only came as friends," Scott told Rebecca.
"Yeah, but they have absolutely nothing in common," Rebecca pointed out, turning to face him. " shes a total brain. How can Nick spend the whole night with her, when they have nothing to talk about?"
*Exactly* Scott thought. * We've been together for 3 monthes, and we still have nothing to talk about*
" It's just a dance," Scott said.
" Yeah, your right," Rebecca answered with a sigh. " I just don't think they go together, not like..."
A chill worked is way up Scott's back. " like me and you?" he finished swallowing hard.
Rebecca blinked at him and then smiled slightly. " Well we were named class couple," she said as the flash went off again. " The public as spoken."
Scott tried smiling back, but he could barely breath. It was so obvious that Rebecca was proud of their class-couple status. How was it that they both had different views of their relationship?
" Next!" the photographer yelled.
Rebecca walked over and stood in front of the backdrop. Scott tried to follow, but when he tried to move his feet, he noticed his legs were shaking and didn't want to work.* Just do it* he told himself. * Its not that big of a deal*
" Now, there's a couple that makes sense," Rebecca said with a small laugh as Scott joined her infront of the camera. Scott followed her gaze and saw Ezra Friedkin and Daisy Lipenowski engaged in an animated conversation as they waited to have thier Class Clown picture taken. Daisy bursted out laughing and Scott smiled.
Then his heart caught in his throat as a girl in a long, slim pink dress approached the couple. Shelby. God, she looked so beautiful. He couldn't take this anymore. As soon has he was done with this stupid picture thing, he was going to talk to Rebecca.
" okay you two," the beefy photographer said." Your the couple right? So, look like a couple."
Rebecaa leaned into Scott more, and he put his hand awkwardly around her waist.
" Come on. You can do better then that." the photographer chided loudly.
Scott's eyes darted nervously in Shelby's direction, but she hadn't looked up. For some reason, he didn't want her to see him and Rebecca clutching eachother for the camera.
Rebecca threw her arms around Scott's neck. " what are you looking at?" she asked.
" Oh," Scott said, blushing. " Nothing I just saw Shelby."
" Right my compettition," Rebecca said. The condescending tone in her voice made his skin crawl.
" Do you have to say it like that?" Scott asked. He automatically wrapped his arms tightly around her waist. Every fiber of his just wanted to get this over with.
" What?" Rebecca asked, her eyes wide again. " I think its kinda sweet that she's running against me."
*Whatever* Scott thought. His palmd were sprouting little lakes of perspiration.
" okay, smile!" the photographer ordered. Scott obeyed, and Rebecca pressed closer to him when the flash went off.
The photographer yelled " Beautiful, next please."
Scott followed Rebecca as they headed back into the cafeteria. They were gonna have to walk right past Shelby, who was now laughing along with Ezra and Daisy, and Scott was preparing himself for the encounter when he stepped on Rebecca's heel, and des shoed her.
" Ow, Scott!" she complained, bending down to jam her heeled pump back on.
" Sorry, i didn't realize you stopped," Scott said.
Fiddling with her stocking, Rebecca glanced over at Shelby. " Why do you keep looking at her?" she pulled herself up straight. " Do you think shes pretty or something?"
* More like perfect, actually* Scott thought.
" No...," he answered. " I... uh.. I was just spacing."
Rebecca backed up slightly. She looked him up and down. Then crossed her slim arms across her stomach. " You can go... talk to her if you want," she told him warily.
* okay. and how about i ask her to dance while im over there* scott thought. But his instincts told him that Rebecca was just testing him and if he took her up on her offer, she was going to make a scene. He really didn't want to deal with that right now. Especially not infront of Shelby.
" No. Thats okay," he said. " Let's just go back inside."
A*N Okay i tried making this longer, it seemed long when i wrote it. Any suggestions would be nice, and some comments on my writing, i dunno if it has enough detail. Well heres the story:)
**************************Chapter 5********************************
" I know!" Shelby squealed, suddenly turning her attention back to Lauren. She grabbed her arm in the insincere way Lauren did all the time to her so called friends. "How's this. What if i don't tell Mr. Cole that you cheat on everyone of his algebra quizzes?" she suggested, wide eyed, with fake excitement.
Lauren pulled her arm away. " You wouldn't."
" Try me," Shelby said, feeling very Heather Locklear. " Vote for me and you'll be doing 'A plus Bx equals C' all summer long." with an evil grin appearing on her face.
" Fine, fine," Lauren agreed. " I'll vote for you." She glanced at her friends raising her eyebrow. " We all will vote for you."
Shelby grinned. "Thats what i thought." she smiled and walked away triumphantly. For once Laurens power trip was going to work in Shelby's favor. If Lauren really made all her followers vote for her, she had a huge chance at winning this thing.
She turned around and searched the room for her next victim, rubbing her hands together giddily. First Scott had smiled at her and she managed not to turn away quickly, and now she had Lauren Geller under her thumb. *This was actually kinda fun* she smiled.
" I just don't get it," Rebecca said.
" What don't you get?" Scott asked, pulling at his collar. He was standing slightly behind Rebecca waiting to get their class couple picture taken. Scott was starting to sweat. He couldn't believe he was going through with this. The whole time he was thinking about Shelby, and how to turn down Rebecca gently.
" Well, she started, crossing her arms across her chest, while she looked around the lobby. " Have you notice that most of the couples make no logical sense?"
*Like us* Scott thought, feeling all his nerves go on alert. * Does she know im planning on breaking up with her* Scott wondered.
" like who?" Scott asked as the photographer's flash went off. He watched as Sarah and Jack Duncan, Most School Spirted, walked away from the fake marble background the photographer brought with him. He and Rebecca inched closer.
" Like for example, whats the deal with Nick and Zoe?" Rebecca asked.
" You know, Nick and Zoe only came as friends," Scott told Rebecca.
"Yeah, but they have absolutely nothing in common," Rebecca pointed out, turning to face him. " shes a total brain. How can Nick spend the whole night with her, when they have nothing to talk about?"
*Exactly* Scott thought. * We've been together for 3 monthes, and we still have nothing to talk about*
" It's just a dance," Scott said.
" Yeah, your right," Rebecca answered with a sigh. " I just don't think they go together, not like..."
A chill worked is way up Scott's back. " like me and you?" he finished swallowing hard.
Rebecca blinked at him and then smiled slightly. " Well we were named class couple," she said as the flash went off again. " The public as spoken."
Scott tried smiling back, but he could barely breath. It was so obvious that Rebecca was proud of their class-couple status. How was it that they both had different views of their relationship?
" Next!" the photographer yelled.
Rebecca walked over and stood in front of the backdrop. Scott tried to follow, but when he tried to move his feet, he noticed his legs were shaking and didn't want to work.* Just do it* he told himself. * Its not that big of a deal*
" Now, there's a couple that makes sense," Rebecca said with a small laugh as Scott joined her infront of the camera. Scott followed her gaze and saw Ezra Friedkin and Daisy Lipenowski engaged in an animated conversation as they waited to have thier Class Clown picture taken. Daisy bursted out laughing and Scott smiled.
Then his heart caught in his throat as a girl in a long, slim pink dress approached the couple. Shelby. God, she looked so beautiful. He couldn't take this anymore. As soon has he was done with this stupid picture thing, he was going to talk to Rebecca.
" okay you two," the beefy photographer said." Your the couple right? So, look like a couple."
Rebecaa leaned into Scott more, and he put his hand awkwardly around her waist.
" Come on. You can do better then that." the photographer chided loudly.
Scott's eyes darted nervously in Shelby's direction, but she hadn't looked up. For some reason, he didn't want her to see him and Rebecca clutching eachother for the camera.
Rebecca threw her arms around Scott's neck. " what are you looking at?" she asked.
" Oh," Scott said, blushing. " Nothing I just saw Shelby."
" Right my compettition," Rebecca said. The condescending tone in her voice made his skin crawl.
" Do you have to say it like that?" Scott asked. He automatically wrapped his arms tightly around her waist. Every fiber of his just wanted to get this over with.
" What?" Rebecca asked, her eyes wide again. " I think its kinda sweet that she's running against me."
*Whatever* Scott thought. His palmd were sprouting little lakes of perspiration.
" okay, smile!" the photographer ordered. Scott obeyed, and Rebecca pressed closer to him when the flash went off.
The photographer yelled " Beautiful, next please."
Scott followed Rebecca as they headed back into the cafeteria. They were gonna have to walk right past Shelby, who was now laughing along with Ezra and Daisy, and Scott was preparing himself for the encounter when he stepped on Rebecca's heel, and des shoed her.
" Ow, Scott!" she complained, bending down to jam her heeled pump back on.
" Sorry, i didn't realize you stopped," Scott said.
Fiddling with her stocking, Rebecca glanced over at Shelby. " Why do you keep looking at her?" she pulled herself up straight. " Do you think shes pretty or something?"
* More like perfect, actually* Scott thought.
" No...," he answered. " I... uh.. I was just spacing."
Rebecca backed up slightly. She looked him up and down. Then crossed her slim arms across her stomach. " You can go... talk to her if you want," she told him warily.
* okay. and how about i ask her to dance while im over there* scott thought. But his instincts told him that Rebecca was just testing him and if he took her up on her offer, she was going to make a scene. He really didn't want to deal with that right now. Especially not infront of Shelby.
" No. Thats okay," he said. " Let's just go back inside."