We've Got The Beat

Disclaimer: me no own Degrassi. me own Delia McKenzie. me wishing me owned Jake Epstein.

"How wonderful life is, now you're in the worldd!" The three of us sing along with Ewan McGregor and Nicole Kidman in my bedroom, me sitting on the floor flipping through my scrapbook, Ashley looking in my closet, and Ellie staring intently at the poster of Ewan McGregor on my celing. It's been about 3 hours since we left, and we're having so much fun.

"Can I borrow this for the party tonight? It's really cute!" Ashley says, holding up a red shirt with the words 'it took me too long to realize that i don't take good pictures' on the front and on the back it says 'cuz i have the kind of beauty that moves- ani d.' in white.

"Sure. I made it... its one of those shirts i wear when i'm in a feminist mood, you know?"

"Yea... right." she says, and giggles. Someone's knocking on my door.

"Come in!"

Anaheid enters and says, "Here are your new posters. Do you guys want anything to eat?" She places the packing tube down.

"Peanut Butter. Bring me anything with peanut butter and i'll eat it." I say.

"Do you have Oreos? I've been dying for an Oreo all day." Ashley says.

"Sprite, if you don't mind." Ellie adds as Cobain comes running in and into my lap and i hug her.

"I'll be back in ten. Have fun!" Anaheid shuts my door. I reach out for the poster tube as Cobain runs over and sniffs Ashley.

I dance as i open the tube and see posters for somemore of my favorite movies and actors, like James Dean, Marilyn Monroe, Dirty Dancing, Less Than Zero, David Bowie, Zoolander, Ferris Bueller's Day Off, Madonna in her infamous 'Vogue' pose, and Josie and The Pussycats.

"Josie and The Pussycats? That movie was lame!" Ellie says.

"I know, but i love it. It's hilarious. Wanna watch it?" I pop the DVD in the DVD player and we spend the next two hours watching it.

"That movie is hilarious. Very underappreciated." Ashley says. "I have dancing energy. I need to DANCE, now!" I run downstairs and grab my sister's 'NSYNC albums.

I hold them up and said, "Pop music. Terribly annoying, but it works for dancing." I pop in Celebrity and we dance around for about a half hour. When we're done, we turn around and see Marcus standing in my door way clutching his stomach with laughter.

"What's so funny?" I say, frowning.

"Three alternative girls, dancing to NSYNC at 6:00. Funny to me!"

I laugh and ask, "What's up?"

"Stephanie, Amanda, Sirisha, and Shannon are here for the dress fittings. You didn't forget, did you?"

"Oh SHIT. I did! How long's it going to take? I've got a party tonight."

"Only about 20 minutes for you." Marcus looks at Ashley and Ellie. "You wanna see Delia in an ass-ugly dress?"

"They really are. They should be burned." They laugh and nod their heads and we head downstairs.

"Delia! How are you?!" Amanda, Clarke's best friend and my mentor comes up to me and hugs me. "Who are these wonderful girls?" She walks up to Ashley and Ellie and puts her hand out to them and introduces herself.

"Amanda Mitchell? As in the Amanda Mitchell, songwriter for some of the biggest and best bands in the world?" Ashley exclaims.

"That would be me. It's fantastic to meet you two." She turns toward me. "Cute hair. Have you been copying me?" Her black hair had been cut in a short pixie, and she had different shades of pink running through it.

"Delia!" Stephanie, Sirisha and Shannon all come running up to me and hugs are all around.

"Come on, come on in you guys." Clarke shoos us in and there are three ladies there with tape measurers.

Amanda whispers in my ear, "Have you noticed that when Clarke marries Marcus, she'll be Clarke Kent?"

I giggle quietly and whisper that to Ashley and Ellie and they giggle with us as Clarke comes out in this ivory colored strapless dress with a champagne border and a sweep train.

"I guess it's not gonna be a White Wedding." I whisper and we dissolve into a fit of giggles.

Amanda, Sirisha, Shannon, and Stephanie get up and go and get changed into their bridesmaids dresses. They all come out in dresses in the ugliest color I have ever seen in my life and the look on their faces is priceless. The dress is a beaded satin cut ballgown with a beaded rear invert in army green. Yea. Army green.

It's quiet for a few moments and then Amanda has the balls to say, "Clarke, I love you, but this is the ugliest color I have seen in my life." She nods her head and says, "I agree! I totally agree." and starts laughing. "I like the purple better. Let's go for the purple." They all go into the bathroom and come out looking amazing in purple. They take the alterations down and then it's my turn.

My dress is a halter ballgown dress in lilac with embroidery, and I love it and it's obvious everyone else does too. They do my alterations and I say bye to everyone, and then the three of us run back upstairs giggling.

"Amanda is so cool! I thought she would be snobby, but she's just like us!" Ellie says, now she's standing at my closet and holding up a The Who t-shirt. and says,
"Borrowing for tonight."

I nod and say, "Let's get dressed!" So we all get dressed and head into my car where I blast music from Moulin Rouge! and we sing 'The Show Must Go On' until we arrive at Jimmy's house. It's eight and the party is jumping. Ellie sees Sean and goes and hangs out with him, Ashley sees a boy in her English class named Marshall and I go and join J.T. and Emma in their dancing.

By nine-thirty I'm smashed and so is practically everyone else at the party. I've danced with Sean twice, Spinner once, Ellie and Ashley twice, Paige three times, and J.T seven times.

I'm sitting in the car making out with J.T. at the end of the party, and I'm thinking about how i'm not supposed to be here but this is right so right and I know that J.T. and I are so right for eachother but Craig want to stop that no matter what like trying to make me jealous of him but i wan't bwecause i don't like him that way no I don't i don't think so i don't think so no even though I never meant to say yes to J.T. I did it on impulse but that was a good impulse i know it because I would'nt be here if it wasn't and J.T and I are connected by cosmic telepathy I know it but Craig has kissed me before I i felt something and how do i feel about J.T. i don't actually know anymore because even though I've ripped everything that Craig ever gave me he still matters to me and I once thought we were meant to be together but we're not no we're not no no no I've got J.T. right i'm in love with Craig no not Craig J.T. i love James Tiberius Yorke.

I look up and see this sad expression on J.T.'s face and I realize that I've said this all out loud especially the ones I never wanted anyone else to hear.

[A/N: I want to thank Ashbo for putting my story on her favorite stories list! Anyways I used the David's Bridal description on the dresses. And if you're wondering, that last paragraph was written like that because that seems as if that would be the way a drunk person would write it- it's based on a diary entry in Megan McCafferty's amazing book Second Helpings, so the next few chapters might be like that book... not the diary entry format, but somewhat that plot.

Amanda]