Presenting carnival VII bitches!!!!
Suze's point of view
"hmm, the black one or the green one." I said while checking myself out in the mirror. Lingerie was hard to choose you know, can't be too slutty or too formal at the same time. The first round of modeling had gone really bad. I was so embarrassed that I crashed into our audience of two, which was made all the worse by my short dress hiking up exposing my ass for the whole world to see. Oh yeah and Paul thought that was really funny, well until my foot connected with his nads of course.
"I like the black one, it would look super sexy on you Suze." Paul chimed in. He looked Funny in the blue Tuxedo he was in.
"Then I guess I'll wear the green one, there's no point in making you excited now is there?" I questioned him as I walked into the dressing room.
"That's not fair Suzie, you might as well get used to how it's going to be when we're together." Paul sneered at me while applying some Hair spray to his already perfect curls.
"Whatever Paul, will you get you're over confident ass over here and help me tie this up." These things were obviously made to be worn for only a short time.
"Ha I knew it Suze you so obviously like me." Paul Said while entering the dressing room, then stopped.
"Wow, Suze I know you look hot and all, but Damn, you didn't have to overdue yourself That much." He was just staring at me with a look of awe on his face.
"Dammit Paul, I only asked you in here for some help." I reminded him. I was starting to get majorly warm in the face, so much that I thought I might internally combust.
"Huh? oh yeah the helping thing." He whispered still not taking his eyes off of me. Five minutes and three reminders to keep his hands off of me we finally made it on stage again.
I'm not sure I've ever been so scared in my life, I mean we were going to go out there in front of Jesse and how was I dressed? Like a total prostitute. I think he might brake up with me for fear of dating a 'spoiled dove'. that would mean that Paul would be able to hit on me! Oh wait he already does that. Great I'm confused again , where was I?
"Suze, chill down we'll go out together," Paul said wrapping his arm around me. "wouldn't want Jesse to give you up to me now would we." He whispered the last part.
But it actually wasn't that bad, of course Jesse wigged out, he even took off his shirt, jumped on to the stage and tried to cover me up, before being blasted into his seat by Jack. Who was by the way enjoying the show. But at least I didn't fall right?
When we had finished that round we went back to change again. This time Paul was dressed like Jesse and Jack. He even added a handkerchief and Spurs. I though had picked out some psychedelic clothes that looked like shreds of material sewn together and covered by a plastic coat. I wonder where he got the clothes from?
a/n you thought I forgot that part didn't ya , don't lie I'm psychic.
But like usual before I got dressed there was a slight disturbance, that being Paul grabbing me by the arm and kissing me. Not like before though, oh no this was full on toung. Which made me feel even worse because I was liking it, and responding accordingly. What would Jesse think if he saw mw like this.
"I would be quite angry Querida!" I heard someone hiss from behind me, and of course when I turned around it had to be Jesse.
"Look Jesse it's not what you think it was all Paul I sware." I said , it's better he get in trouble and not me right?
"Oh don't even pretend like you weren't totally into it Simon." Paul yelled at me. He obviously didn't realized that Jesse was more angry at him, because before I could respond Jesse had thrown himself at Paul.
A/n hmm there was a certain reviewer who wanted a fight, ahh yes YOU
"Jesse , Paul oh my god people act mature for once, Ow watch the merchandise dammit." it was like a Karate/Street fighting movie, fist where flying and so were other objects. Right now a heavy looking hair brush was heading towards Paul's air lacking head. He was starting to turn a disturbing blue color before Jack appeared and threw both of them to separate to different sides of the room.
"There will be no killing unless it is done by me, or is done for my amusement." Jack hissed at the three of us. "Now for your immature display you will see what I am capable of."
Then like usual we were flung into the opera stage room. But this time Father D was laying there.
"Oh my god what did you do to him." I said as I ran to the good Father, he seemed to be breathing but was unusually limp in my arms. He also looked really worn out, which was also unusual since he was filled with a lot of life for a sixty something year old.
"He has been put through a great pain." Jack said from where the other two boys stood glaring at each other. "he has felt the pain of being reunited with a love, then finding out she was never there in the beginning."
a/n thought that might explain some things.
"What the fuck has he ever done to you." I said , who deserved such a thing. Seriously he is such a sweet man, annoying, but sweet none the less.
"He did nothing, I just found the entertainment amusing after two hundred years!!!" He yelled at me from across the room. It seemed I had forgotten what Ghosts go through, but did he really need to scream at me. Apparently so it seemed as we were flung back into our seats and he started to show us what had gone on.
Well I'm going to leave it there
Because Today's my birthday!! I'm officially 13, Take that Fan fiction .net!!!
Well any who ,glad that I got three reviews people but those who are my loyal subjects have a happy Shemhamforash!
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Oh yeah and I got three more piercing in my ears, cause I rock that much. See yeah