Hi ya'll I'm sooooooooooooooo happy! I got 4 reviews on the last chapter! that's the most I ever got EVER! Okay...On with the writing!
The boys are mine & you can't have them! mwhahahahahahah.... ok not really. ::goes off and pouts!:: um... neither is meet vigina ::does more pouting
THIS IS NOT A SONGFIC!!! THERE'S JUST A SONG THAT GOES WITH IT.... um..... ok
CH.2 :: Meet Virgina
What are you guys doing tomorrow night? Duo asked the crowded room.
Absolutely nothing. Gina said blandly. Like usual,
The guys and the girls were all piled on top of the couch in Duo's house. Gina was leaning on the shoulder of a very annoyed Trowa. Trowa was seated by a content KK and a slightly confused Heero. KK was in Heero's lap, which was not really a big problem considering that KK was on of the smallest 16 year old any of them had ever met. Emmy and Duo were cuddling on the other end of the couch. With Kity and Quatre shoved into the middle. Wufei had claimed the recliner, and CJ was seated on the floor by that. They hadn't been out of that position in over an hour.
Gina, I thought we were all going ot the movies tomorrow. Emmy peered all the way down the couch to the opposite end.
I knew that.
Keep saying it to yourself, maybe on day it will come true. CJ mused from the floor.
Gina said stupidly.
She just insulted your intelligence. Trowa whispered in her ear.
What intelligence? Gina grinned goofily.
Welcome to crappy land! KK interrupted.
And that's mt cue to go home, Gina stood and brushed herself off.
Uh, no one else wants to go yet. Emmy pointed out.
Gina asked, annoyed.
Hello, it's my car.
It's called a skate board, I happen to have one. She grabbed her back pack, with the skate board very much visible, sticking out the top.
You're riding home in the dark? Trowa asked skeptically.
I'm a big girl I can take care of myself.
It's 10:00 at night, and we're in the city.
Trowa, Im flattered you're worried about me, but I'll be fine. With that she marched out the door.
Trowa sighed, got up and marched out right behind her. I'm stealing your car, Quatre!
Whatever... Hey!
Trowa shut the door on whatever it was Quatre was saying.
He called.
she spun around, one foot on her board.
I'll take you home.
Trowa, I said...
And I said I'm taking you home. He said sternly.
She picked up her board, and shoved it back into her bag.
Gina followed Trowa over to the car Quatre had parked on Duo's drive way.
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Thanks for the ride, Gina said shyly before climbing out of the car.
Hold on a second, how many people live here? Trowa sat awestruck. The house was pretty big.
Remember how we said that we knew each other at boarding school?
Our parents didn't want us back so they all pitched in and bought all five of us a house. You wanna come in? She jabbed her thumb at the house. It's a dump...
No that's ok.
Gina looked disappointed, but took the answer anyway.
Trowa watched her retreat up the path to her house, wishing he had said yes. She waved good-bye and disappeared behind the front door.
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Arrrrg! Since when is picking out clothes so hard?!?! Gina yelled in frustration.
Ever since you met Trowa, CJ teased. CJ was lying on Gina's bed on her stomach, propped up on her elbows.
Gina tossed a pillow at her.
She's right, you know? Kity said, leaning on the door frame.
Well, at least it's not Quatre... Gina mocked. Kity stuck her tongue out, and disappeared around the corner.
I think I should wear the blue shirt. What do you think? She held a light blue shirt up to her chest.
I think you should ask him to the school dance. CJ grinned.
Or how about the red one? Ignoring her, Gina held up a dark red tank, with ties up the sides.
The red one. Or you could just ask him out. CJ rolled over on the bed.
Or you could get out while I change. Gina said smartly.
Ok, ok. I'm out.
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Trowa nodded his head in a greeting.
Hey, Tro She smiled. Thanks for the ride, last night.
No problem. he smiled slightly.
Gina said closing her locker. You got a date for the dance yet?
His smile flickered, but reset itself again. The two started down the hall.
You mean not yet, She corrected.
No, I'm not going.
But you have too. she stopped and faced him.
Come on, why wouldn't you go to a fun thing like a dance? She waved her free hand that was devoid of books around in the air. I mean... it's really cool... and fun! Very fun! Dances are generally fun things to go to, you know?
Trowa hiked an eyebrow. What's your point?
Gina grinned in a goofy manner. That you should go.
Shrugging and brushing past her, Trowa said over his shoulder, I just don't do dances.
But why not?! Gina wouldn't let him go so easily.
He remained silent in reality, and took a seat. Gina, as expected, sat beside him.
Come on, you owe me a reason why not!
Trowa was about to ask, Since when?, but decided against him. He just sighed and responded, I don't like them. I hate being in the social ocean with everyone else.
Oh, please. Gina made a hand motion. It's just like being at school! You don't have to talk to anyone! Besides, She offered a friendly smile, I'm going.
Oh Jesus,' he thought. I'm not going. He tried to ignore her and get on with his bell work, but it was really hard especially when she leaned in closer than natural.
Oh, fine if you want to be that way, I'm coming to your place that night and annoying the crap out of you until you do dance. she smiled and pulled back so he could actually focus on her face. Gina looked as if she was about to say something else, but that moment the teacher walked in.
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Friday night found Trowa sitting in his favorite arm chair, reading his favorite book. even though he wasn't really concentrating. He didn't really believe that Gina was really going to come over, but he couldn't help wishing that she would. Maybe I should just go to the dance and quit acting so weird... Although if she does come over and I've left I'll never hear the end of it.' He sighed and put down the book.
The brunet lay back in his chair and shut his eyes. wonder what time it ws and how long he had been reading, but to lazy to get up or even open his eyes, he drifted off to sleep.
Trowa woke up with a start. Something was in his lap. He opened his eyes and the fell upon person with extremely red hair.
He asked the random stranger.
She turned her head up so he could see her face. Dang, I woke you, she brought her hand up to his bangs and brushed her fingers through them. You're really cute when you sleep. She smiled and he immediately recognized her.
Gina, you have red hair.
And you're very tall, Captain Obvious.
What on Earth possessed you to dye your hair red? Trowa pulled a strand of the fire red hair into his hand. Her face dropped. Followed by his heart. Had that upset her?
You don't like it. It wasn't a question.
No, no that's not it... It's just...
Ugly, tacky, She climbed off his lap, her head hung low.
I didn't say that. Trowa followed her example in standing. He grabbed her shoulders. What I was going to say was that it's very... you. It suits you. her head snapped up. And that no normal person would ever dye their hair that color. He attempted a smile.
She brightened immediately, throwing her arms around his shoulders (Which involved jumping, quite high.)
That's so sweet of you Tro. she said into his collar bone.
Getting uncomfortable Trowa changed the subject. So, how did you get into my house? At... He glanced at his watch. !0:00 at night.
She smiled, It's amazing what you learn when you actually listen to one of Duo's rants.
She pulled a bent bobby pin out of her pocket and grinned deviously. The little pick pocket!'
she said putting the mock-key back in her pocket. I told you that I was getting you to dance so even if the dance is over we're going to dance. She waltzed across the room to his boom box in the corner.
But I don't dance... Trowa started.
I know that what you said, but I truly believe that every one, even you, can slow dance. Within seconds Meet Virgina was paying over the speakers.
//She doesn't own a dress, her hair is always a mess
If you catch her stealing, she won't confess
She's beautiful ///
A pair of violet eyes watched closely from though the window. The owner smiling to himself at his own genius. One hand slowly wound up the camera that was held in the other.
///Smokes a pack a day wait that's me, but anyway
She doesn't care a thing about that, hey
She thinks I'm beautiful
Meet Virgina///
For the first time Trowa noticed what Gina was wearing. She had on a red top that laced up the sides and had quite a low neck, reviling... Trowa's head snapped back up to her face. she had light red eye shadow on and it appealed to him. she looked really good.
///She never compromises, loves babies and surprises
Wears hi-heels when she exercises
Ain't that beautiful
Meet Virginia ///
The watcher mused to himself.
///Well she wants to be the Queen
Then she thinks about her scene
Pulls her hair back as she screams
I don't really wanna be the queen ///
Ok, she took his hands in hers. Put your hands here,she pulled his hands down to her waist and set them there. There. Now I'll do this... she tried to put her hands on his shoulders, but it was quite a reach, and the only way that she could get her hands behind his head was to pull in extremely close.
///Her daddy wrestles alligators, Mama works on carburetors
Her brother is a fine mediator for the President
Well here she is again on the phone ///
The small, light camera was held up to the clear glass. Within seconds the task had been done, and the violet eyed one was creeping away silently.
///Just like me hates to be alone
We just like to sit at home, and rip on the President
Meet Virginia ///
Trowa looked down. Gina pressed so close to the unnaturally tall boy they were almost in a hug.
Hm...?
Never mind. Trowa simply smiled to himself and enjoyed the friendly warmth of the other, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.
TBC...
Bum, Bum, BUUUUUUUUUM!
Who is this mysterious and remember kiddies, he's not being evil... I swear. ^^'
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