"You know it." Shawn said as she opened the door. "So, do I get the full tour."
"Just come out and say it." Belle said. "you want to see the bedroom."
"What? I'm a teenage guy. I fantasize about getting into a hot girls room."
Belle laughed. "So, now you are calling me hot?" Belle had trapped him. He had to answer.
"Of course." He replied. It surprised her that he had just come out and said it. "What guy in his right mind wouldn't think you were hot?"
"Lots of guys." She muttered under her breath. He gave her a quizzical look. She just ignored it. "Anyway, my room hasn't been updated in years. It's pretty girlie."
"Aww, big bad Belle has a little girls room? I would have never guessed!" he mocked her. She smacked him on the arm and headed up the stairs.
"You coming?" she said as she reached the landing.
"Sure. Why not?" he traipsed up the steps behind her. She opened to first door on their right.
Breathing a sigh of relief, she said, "Good, it's not that bad. Welcome to the Princesses Lair." She said, opening the door wide.
"It's…" he looked around, trying not to laugh. The walls were pink. Not something he had expected.
"Yeah, I know, It's pink. Mom will not let me change it! I have asked to paint them but nope. She thinks that maybe if my room is little girl-esque then I'll stay their little baby." She said, rolling her eyes.
"I see." Shawn walked over to the bulletin board. There were lots of pictures of her during the summer. Parties, picnics, and everything else. Spotting one of her in a really cute bikini, he took it off the bulletin board. "I'm just gonna steal this." He said.
"No you are not." She said, making a lunge for the picture. He held it above his head, amused that she could not reach it. She crossed her arms across her chest, pouting. "Give it back." She said.
"Aww, does the princess get mad when her stuff is stolen."
"Yeah, she does, and then she gets one of her royal henchman to kick the thief's ass." She shot back at him.
"Why? Can't handle me yourself."
"Not in a skirt and heels, my friend." She quipped. Kicking off her heals, she made another attemopt at getting the picture, but to no avail.
"Ah, then I guess I'll just be keeping this picture." Shawn said smugly.
"Whatever. You go downstairs and watch some tv, I'm changing clothes."
"Oh, I can't stay here and watch?" he asked. She rolled her eyes and pushed him out the door, locking it behind her, just in case.
She heard a voice from outside. "Hey! No fair!"
"Life's not fair Shawn." She opened the door again. She was wearing a pair of brown linen pants and a white tank top.
"You can even look cute while slumming it." He quipped at her. She rolled her eyes and walked downstairs.
"So, it is a Friday night. What good is there on tv?" she asked him.
"How would I know? I don't usually spend my Friday nights on the couch. Well, not in the sense of watching tv."
"Well, don't look at me." Belle told him, "I stayed at home maybe two weekends this summer. If I wasn't out partying I was over at Mimi or Chloe or Phillip's house."
"Well, you have any movies?"
"My old disney ones. And I'm sure Brady has some in his room…I'm just not sure if they are the kind of movies I would want to see."
"Brady has porn?" Shawn asked, "I'll have to ask him where I can get some tapes."
"Ugh! You do not, under any circumstances, discuss that kind of stuff with my brother! It's just gross!" she said, a disgusted look on her face.
"Well, can I ask Phillip?"
"No that is just as bad!"
"Well, I guess that means I don't have to worry about him as competition for you."
"Hello, he has Chloe, for one. And he is like a brother to me. Besides, guys aren't exactly lining up at my door to get a date with me. Except Jason. And I stay as far away from him as humanly possible."
"What, you don't like Jason?"
"Ew, no. He is like such a major jerk. I wish he would just leave me alone sometimes."
"I could arrange that."
"If I wanted that done, I would have already asked Brady."
"True, true. But there is another subject we must discuss."
"And what would that be?" Belle asked, confused.
"Well you told me I got to hear about your exploits. Now what are they?" he asked, sitting down on one end of the couch. Belle followed suit, seating herself on the other side and stretching her legs out on the seat between them.
"Well, where should I begin? There hasn't been that many major things. I mean, what is there to do in Salem? But I've done the typical stay our all night skits, and have gotten drunk at parties one to many times to count. Plus there have been those times that your dad has had to bring me home because I was out on the streets at night."
"Working the corner, eh?"
"Try Jason and Phillip were too smashed to drive so I had to walk my ass home."
"Well you just ruined that fantasy for me."
"Haha. But you be a good boy and you might get a private show." She paused for a moment, staring directly into his eyes until he blinked and looked away uncomfortably, and Belle smirked. This was easier than she thought it was going to be. "okay, seriously this time, what are we going to do?"
"I have no idea." Shawn said. "There is nothing on TV, and you won't let me into Brady's video collection-"
"Even Brady shouldn't be allowed in that collection." Belle said. She got up and walked towards the stairs. "Come on, I have an idea."
"And this idea takes place upstairs?" Shawn asked eagerly.
"Down boy. I'm going to see if any one is on the computer. Maybe there is a party going on somewhere."
"And someone who is sitting at their computer is going to know where the party's at?" Shawn asked, confused.
"You would be surprised." Belle told him, opening the door to her room. She sat down at the chair and waited for the screen saver to turn off. She had had her computer on but with an away message up the whole time she had been gone. Looking at her buddy list, she saw that few people were on. "Hmm…let us see. Briant from Geometry-"
"The one that was staring at you?" Shawn asked.
"Yeah. Long story as to our whole relationship." Belle said, shaking her head. After two classes together the year before, Briant and her had made some weird rituals. She continued on looking at her buddy list. "Okay. We have Briant, who wouldn't have the slightest idea what was going on…and, ah. Kristen Moore. Good ole Kris will have an idea of what is going on."
"Whose Kristen?" Shawn asked.
"Okay. Did you by any chance see a girl today, probably getting followed around by multiple guys? Dark brown hair, hazel eyes? I think she was wearing a denim skirt and a red polo shirt?"
"OH. Yeah. She is in my Home Ec class I think."
"Yeah. Well Kris is a sweetie, but has managed to earn herself quite a reputation. And because of this she knows all the good parties."
"Ah. And how did she manage to get that sort of reputation, but you didn't?"
"Simple. I stay away from loud mouths like Jason. Besides, everybody loves me. They would never believe some nasty rumor about me." Belle tilted her head slightly, thinking, "Plus, my last name doesn't rhyme with anything that they could use as a new nickname."
"What do they call Kristen? Moore only rhymes with…ah. Never mind."
"Yeah." Belle said. She opened an IM window.
BellaBabie: Hey hoe!
SexieKitten: Yo slut! Whatcha be up to?
"Girls that are friends can call each other this kind of stuff, and it is okay. Girls that are not friends call each other that? They get in catfights."
BellaBabie: Not much. What's up 4 2nite?
SexieKitten: Noada mucho…there's a kegger at Salem U.
BellaBabie: Oh yea…like we could get into that!
SexieKitten: Yea they wouldn't want to be tempted by us JAILBAIT!
BellaBabie: I kno Rite? N-E-Thing else?
SexieKitten: I dunno…Jase and Phil were thinking about raiding there rents liquor cabinets and doin' sumthin' but they haven't called meh!
BellaBabie: Well I'll call Phil and c wats up.
SexieKitten: aite babe.
BellaBabie: BRB
Belle reached for the phone on the top shelf of her cabinet. "Maybe they will be doing something. You could visit your first Salem party!"
"Oh yeah…that is just one of those milestones I can't wait for."
Belle laughed, "They aren't all bad." She dialed Phillips number.
"HELLO?" he answered in a loud voice, talking over the music.
"Kiriakas, if you are having a party and didn't invite me I'm gonna kick your-"
"Whoa Belle, slow down! I called your house earlier but you weren't home. I was just about to try again!"
"Sure ya were! Are you at your house or Jason's?" Belle asked. Shawn looked at her expectantly, and she gave him a thumbs up. Yep, there was a party tonight.
"Jason's. You want me to come get you?" he asked. But Belle could already tell he had been drinking, his speech was already slurred.
"No thanks. I'm gonna bring Shawn and get Kris to pick us up, alright?"
"Okay. See you in 15."
Belle looked down at her outfit. "Make that thirty." Hanging her phone up, she turned to Shawn. "I'm gonna get Kristen to pick us up and bring us over to Jason's."
"Oh, this ought to be fun."
"Well if Phillip brought the stuff it will be. His dad wouldn't notice if we raided everything." Belle told him. Then she turned back to the computer.
BellaBabie: We got ourselves a party, girl!
SexieKitten: Yea…give me the details.
BellaBabie: It's at Jase's. Can u give me and a friend a ride?
SexieKitten: Sure, sure. I'll be at your house in 20.
BellaBabie: Okay. See ya then.
Belle turned to Shawn. "Hate to do this to ya twice, but get out. I gotta change."
"Didn't you say if I was good there would be a show in my future?" he asked.
Belle smirked at him. "Wait until I've got some alcohol in my system. Then you'd be surprised at the show I'll give you.
"Sounds good to me. I'll see myself out." He said, walking towards the door and closing it. Belle put her away message back up. This was going to be one fun night.