Dancing on the Moon with You
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I own Jeff.
***
It was really hazy inside the house. It medium sized house, smaller than Lizzie's and mine. There were lots of people all around; smoking, drinking, and making out. Nikki went off with Jeff as soon as we entered the door, leaving us by ourselves.
"Lizzie," I whispered. "All of a sudden, I think this might not be a good idea."
"I was thinking the same." She said nervously.
"But we can't leave."
"Oh, yes we can!"
"Nikki will NEVER let us forget that we went to her house, saying we wanted to go to a party, and then we left as soon as we got there!"
"You're right." She said, biting her lip. "So, let's go make friends."
We walked past the couples making out, over a few people passed out, I think, and found a couch. We sat down when a tall guy with short, blond, floppy hair came over with a cigarette in one hand and a drink in the other. He sat down beside Lizzie and pushed his long bangs out of his eyes.
"You want one?" he asked Lizzie.
"Um, no." Lizzie said nervously. We had always been told never to do drugs, and never to drink.
"How old are you?" He asked her suspiciously.
"I," she said nervously. I could tell she thought he was cute, and didn't want him to think she was a baby. She had to make a quick decision between the pot and the drink. "I mean, I don't want a cigarette. But the drink would be great."
"What's your name?" he asked her, taking a big hit of his cigarette.
"Liz." She said as she sipped her drink. "What's yours?"
"Alex." He said, and put down his cigarette. He kissed Lizzie right after she took a sip of her drink, which I bet almost made her choke. He kissed her, and he worked his hands up the back of the shirt. This guy was probably two or three years older than us, and I could tell Lizzie thought everything was moving too fast. I was about to try to get Alex to stop, when I felt someone plunk down beside me on the couch. I turned around, expecting to see Nikki, but instead, it was a guy. He had blue eyes and brown, short floppy hair, a lot like Alex's.
"Want one?" he asked, holding a drink out to me. I immediately grabbed it and started drinking. Anything to make this night better.
"Who are you here with? Her?" he asked, nodding towards Lizzie, still making out with Alex.
"Yeah. So, what's your name?" I asked.
"Shane," he said, taking a long sip of his drink. My drink was clear, but his was light blue. "You?"
"Randi." I said, remembering the nickname Nikki gave me.
"You go to the high school?" he asked.
"Well," I said, trying to decide whether or not to lie. "You know Nikki?"
"Jeff's friend Nikki?" he said.
"Yeah, her." I said. "I go to the same school as her, and so does Liz."
"Hey, Alex." He said, tapping him on the shoulder. "Let's go find a room upstairs."
"Okay." Shane and Alex walked a few steps ahead of us.
"Lizzie! What happened?" I whispered.
"I dunno! I was talking to him and then he started kissing me! I wanted to tell him to stop, but how could I? He's bigger than me! And his tongue was down my throat, how could I have talked?"
"Well, if he asks what school you go to, just say you go to the same one as Jeff's friend Nikki."
"Okay."
"What are we going into a room for?" I asked.
"Think about in all the movies, what they do at parties when they go into rooms.
"What? Oh gosh." I said nervously, realizing what was happening. "Let's just, go along with it until they try to go too far."
"Okay." She said, sounding as nervous a I did.
"And I'll call you Liz, you call me Randi. Much better than Lizzie and Miranda."
"Much." She agreed as we entered a bedroom. There was a bed that looked like it hadn't been made in weeks, and clothes laying all over the floor. Shane went over to the bed so I walked over to join him. Alex was lying on the floor, right beside Lizzie, and they were already kissing.
Shane didn't waste any time talking. He just started kissing me, and pretty soon his hands were fumbling with my bra strap. I panicked, and didn't know what to do. I just kept kissing him, hoping he'd forget about undoing my bra. I wondered if Lizzie was having this sort of problem on the floor, and I bet she was.
Someone opened the door, and although Shane didn't stop, he just kept going, I wanted to see who it was. Nikki stood in the doorway, chewing gum and looking angry.
"Come on you two. Let's go." she said, he voice sharp.
"Wait, don't go." Shane said to me as he kissed me.
"I have to. She's my ride back."
"I want to call you."
"Here. Here's my cell phone number." I said, scrawling my number on a piece of paper I found on a desk."
I threw the pen and a piece of paper to Lizzie.
"Here. Give Alex your number."
She wrote it down, and then we went to Nikki. She didn't say anything, just walked down the steps and out the door, leaving us nothing to do but follow her.
***
Lizzie and I were walking home from Nikki's house. Nikki hadn't said anything at all on the ride home. When Jeff dropped us off at her house, she didn't say goodbye to him. She walked into her house and didn't say anything to Lizzie or me, so we started walking home.
"What are you going to do when you get home?" I asked Lizzie as I kicked a rock. We were almost to the point in the road where we'd split up; her house was one way and mine was another.
"Hide from my mom so she can't smell the drink on my breath." She said. "Thinking of ways to torture Matt."
"Same here. Except the Matt part, that is." I said, laughing. "So, do you like Alex?"
Yeah, he's cute." Lizzie said, kicking my rock. "But I dunno, he moves too fast. What about you?"
"Yeah, I really like Shane, but he moves fast, too. He was trying to get my bra off."
"Same thing with Alex." She said. "Wait, what about Josh? Aren't you going out with him?"
"Yeah," I said. "But he won't ever see me there. He'd never be in a place like that."
"Miranda, I bet a lot of people would think that about us!" Lizzie said.
"True, true. Promise me one thing."
"What?" she said, looking up at me.
"We'll never do drugs, if we ever go back there, that is. They just mess up your whole body."
"Didn't we say we'd never drink or do drugs before?" Lizzie asked.
"Yeah, but it'd be sort of hard to go to a party like that again and not do either."
"You're right," she said as we got to the point in the road where we split apart. "They'd think we were babies."
"See ya, Lizzie."
"Bye, Miranda. See you tomorrow."
Little did we know that Lizzie and I were getting to the point in the road of life where we split off from everything else, in order to follow the wild crowd.
***
Ah. A twist in plot. This story is PG-13 for a reason, people. And I'm not going to detail about a lot of things, I'll just mention them. I don't want this to be a rated R story.
REVIEW! If you want me to continue, review!
Disclaimer: NONE!
I own Jeff.
***
It was really hazy inside the house. It medium sized house, smaller than Lizzie's and mine. There were lots of people all around; smoking, drinking, and making out. Nikki went off with Jeff as soon as we entered the door, leaving us by ourselves.
"Lizzie," I whispered. "All of a sudden, I think this might not be a good idea."
"I was thinking the same." She said nervously.
"But we can't leave."
"Oh, yes we can!"
"Nikki will NEVER let us forget that we went to her house, saying we wanted to go to a party, and then we left as soon as we got there!"
"You're right." She said, biting her lip. "So, let's go make friends."
We walked past the couples making out, over a few people passed out, I think, and found a couch. We sat down when a tall guy with short, blond, floppy hair came over with a cigarette in one hand and a drink in the other. He sat down beside Lizzie and pushed his long bangs out of his eyes.
"You want one?" he asked Lizzie.
"Um, no." Lizzie said nervously. We had always been told never to do drugs, and never to drink.
"How old are you?" He asked her suspiciously.
"I," she said nervously. I could tell she thought he was cute, and didn't want him to think she was a baby. She had to make a quick decision between the pot and the drink. "I mean, I don't want a cigarette. But the drink would be great."
"What's your name?" he asked her, taking a big hit of his cigarette.
"Liz." She said as she sipped her drink. "What's yours?"
"Alex." He said, and put down his cigarette. He kissed Lizzie right after she took a sip of her drink, which I bet almost made her choke. He kissed her, and he worked his hands up the back of the shirt. This guy was probably two or three years older than us, and I could tell Lizzie thought everything was moving too fast. I was about to try to get Alex to stop, when I felt someone plunk down beside me on the couch. I turned around, expecting to see Nikki, but instead, it was a guy. He had blue eyes and brown, short floppy hair, a lot like Alex's.
"Want one?" he asked, holding a drink out to me. I immediately grabbed it and started drinking. Anything to make this night better.
"Who are you here with? Her?" he asked, nodding towards Lizzie, still making out with Alex.
"Yeah. So, what's your name?" I asked.
"Shane," he said, taking a long sip of his drink. My drink was clear, but his was light blue. "You?"
"Randi." I said, remembering the nickname Nikki gave me.
"You go to the high school?" he asked.
"Well," I said, trying to decide whether or not to lie. "You know Nikki?"
"Jeff's friend Nikki?" he said.
"Yeah, her." I said. "I go to the same school as her, and so does Liz."
"Hey, Alex." He said, tapping him on the shoulder. "Let's go find a room upstairs."
"Okay." Shane and Alex walked a few steps ahead of us.
"Lizzie! What happened?" I whispered.
"I dunno! I was talking to him and then he started kissing me! I wanted to tell him to stop, but how could I? He's bigger than me! And his tongue was down my throat, how could I have talked?"
"Well, if he asks what school you go to, just say you go to the same one as Jeff's friend Nikki."
"Okay."
"What are we going into a room for?" I asked.
"Think about in all the movies, what they do at parties when they go into rooms.
"What? Oh gosh." I said nervously, realizing what was happening. "Let's just, go along with it until they try to go too far."
"Okay." She said, sounding as nervous a I did.
"And I'll call you Liz, you call me Randi. Much better than Lizzie and Miranda."
"Much." She agreed as we entered a bedroom. There was a bed that looked like it hadn't been made in weeks, and clothes laying all over the floor. Shane went over to the bed so I walked over to join him. Alex was lying on the floor, right beside Lizzie, and they were already kissing.
Shane didn't waste any time talking. He just started kissing me, and pretty soon his hands were fumbling with my bra strap. I panicked, and didn't know what to do. I just kept kissing him, hoping he'd forget about undoing my bra. I wondered if Lizzie was having this sort of problem on the floor, and I bet she was.
Someone opened the door, and although Shane didn't stop, he just kept going, I wanted to see who it was. Nikki stood in the doorway, chewing gum and looking angry.
"Come on you two. Let's go." she said, he voice sharp.
"Wait, don't go." Shane said to me as he kissed me.
"I have to. She's my ride back."
"I want to call you."
"Here. Here's my cell phone number." I said, scrawling my number on a piece of paper I found on a desk."
I threw the pen and a piece of paper to Lizzie.
"Here. Give Alex your number."
She wrote it down, and then we went to Nikki. She didn't say anything, just walked down the steps and out the door, leaving us nothing to do but follow her.
***
Lizzie and I were walking home from Nikki's house. Nikki hadn't said anything at all on the ride home. When Jeff dropped us off at her house, she didn't say goodbye to him. She walked into her house and didn't say anything to Lizzie or me, so we started walking home.
"What are you going to do when you get home?" I asked Lizzie as I kicked a rock. We were almost to the point in the road where we'd split up; her house was one way and mine was another.
"Hide from my mom so she can't smell the drink on my breath." She said. "Thinking of ways to torture Matt."
"Same here. Except the Matt part, that is." I said, laughing. "So, do you like Alex?"
Yeah, he's cute." Lizzie said, kicking my rock. "But I dunno, he moves too fast. What about you?"
"Yeah, I really like Shane, but he moves fast, too. He was trying to get my bra off."
"Same thing with Alex." She said. "Wait, what about Josh? Aren't you going out with him?"
"Yeah," I said. "But he won't ever see me there. He'd never be in a place like that."
"Miranda, I bet a lot of people would think that about us!" Lizzie said.
"True, true. Promise me one thing."
"What?" she said, looking up at me.
"We'll never do drugs, if we ever go back there, that is. They just mess up your whole body."
"Didn't we say we'd never drink or do drugs before?" Lizzie asked.
"Yeah, but it'd be sort of hard to go to a party like that again and not do either."
"You're right," she said as we got to the point in the road where we split apart. "They'd think we were babies."
"See ya, Lizzie."
"Bye, Miranda. See you tomorrow."
Little did we know that Lizzie and I were getting to the point in the road of life where we split off from everything else, in order to follow the wild crowd.
***
Ah. A twist in plot. This story is PG-13 for a reason, people. And I'm not going to detail about a lot of things, I'll just mention them. I don't want this to be a rated R story.
REVIEW! If you want me to continue, review!