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Lyrics Maroon 5 'She will be loved' (also not mine, duh) but I seriously love that song, if you haven't heard it you must!!

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Chapter 6

"Wake UP!!"

Yep, that was the first thing Lizzie heard on Saturday morning. Grudgingly she half-opened her eyes, to find herself staring at a very excitable Josie. Her best friend was literally jumping up and down. Her mind slowly registered the fact that today was the Summer Solstice Dance.

She groaned, that certainly explained why Josie had woken up earlier then her. It was the same routine every time there was a social event held. They went shopping for something appropriate to wear, followed by spending the rest of the day giving themselves a makeover.

Oh, what fun! Lizzie thought sarcastically, although she thoroughly enjoyed feeling good about her self-appearance and doing 'girly things', she didn't relish the fact that they had to devote an entire day to making themselves look lovely. She had tried again and again to explain to Josie that she couldn't see the point in wasting a whole day in doing that and buying new clothes every time there was a dance.

Whenever the argument started though, Josie would always say "I'm not taking no for an answer Lizzie, after all I've done for you. Is shopping and dressing up so much too much ask in return? Anyways, can you seriously tell me you don't like shopping?" Josie always knew which buttons to press with her and she would give in each time. Lizzie decided to keep her mouth shut about it today.

Josie thrust her clothes at her from where she was rummaging around in their closet. "Get changed now! Goddess it's already 10!" she rushed the nerves seeping through her voice. Lizzie grabbed the clothes and went to the bathroom to get ready.

Today was not the time to get Josie pissed; this was the 'most important day of my life' she quoted what her friend had told her. The dance was supposed to be Josie's first date with Chris, and Josie had made sure that everyone knew that. Why did Josie get everything? Chris coming into her life really made Lizzie realize, for the first time that she had always been in her best friend's shadow. It annoyed her when people came and talked to Josie and pretended that she didn't even exist. Oh goddess, I really am the green-eyed monster...

A sense of guilt formed in her mind. Lizzie didn't want to envy her friend; it was just something about Chris. She wanted to get to know him, and sometimes when she didn't see him for a long time, she felt like she would go crazy with longing. I'm just infatuated with him, that's it; Lizzie tried to make herself believe that.

With a sigh, she managed to push most of her feelings aside, opening the door of the bathroom; she announced carelessly "Let's go"

Chris woke up smiling, he'd had been dreaming about Lizzie, again.

The girl seemed to occupy nearly all of his thoughts. His aim tonight at the dance was to talk to Lizzie, hear her sweet voice and to get to know her more. Perhaps even dance with her, if he could get away from Josie. And maybe...he continued thinking, the thing that happened when they first met would happen again. Chris still had no idea what it was, but it had been something out of this world. It was like an explosion, shattering all his worries and problems, and simply just holding on to Lizzie to stop himself falling. The funny thing about this 'thing' was that it was all in his mind and hers, melting into each other and he had felt closer to her in those few minutes than he had physically with anyone else.

It was also strange that he felt that he knew Lizzie like she was one of his closest friends, even though they had barely talked during the week. He felt comfortable and at ease when he talked to her too. Chris usually wasn't very good at making new friends, but it was very different with Lizzie. She and Casper were the ones who had help him adjust so well at Circle Daybreak. Not Josie, not any of the other girls, Chris knew they were just being friendly to him because of what he was on the outside.

"Oy Chris! You up?" someone yelled from downstairs.

"Yeah Casper, I am now! Thanks!" Chris yelled back derisively.

Pulling on his jeans and a spare t-shirt, he walked down the stairs, flexing his head from side to side. Casper was in the kitchen, waiting impatiently.

"What's up?" he asked.

"Good morning...oh wait, good afternoon," Casper said accusingly, pointing to the clock.

"Give me a break, I've had a crap week and its Saturday" Chris said defensively "Besides, what are you doing here anyways?"

Casper laughed at the incredulous expression on Chris's face. "The dance is tonight and you said you were going right?"

Chris rolled his eyes, what was all the fuss about going to a stupid dance? Besides going to see Lizzie of course. But he was really getting weary of being pestered with questions about tonight. "Yeah I'm going," he answered, sounding about as keen as someone who'd just been offered a job as a cleaner.

Casper dismissed his lack of enthusiasm, pulling out something from a bag. "This is what you're wearing tonight," he announced holding it up for Chris to see.

It was a black tuxedo.

"Tell me you're joking" Chris said horrified.

"No, you got to dress formal to Daybreak social events" Casper explains, seeing that Chris's expression had not altered, he added "Really, it's not that bad"

No, he thought, it wasn't that bad, it was terrible.

"Lizzie, look at that dress, Goddess! It's beautiful and sooo what I'm wearing tonight" Josie cried dragging Lizzie over to a shop window.

That was about the tenth time Josie had said that about a dress. They'd gone to at least 15 stores, with Josie trying out the entire collection in each one, meaning they'd already been at the mall for 3 hours. Lizzie had already brought her dress and accessories in the first half hour, but Josie needed to browse. "What's the fun in shopping if you just came and brought stuff and went home?" she had said when Lizzie started whining.

Lizzie followed her best friend into the store. Very expensive looking, she observed. She saw a couch outside the dressing rooms and headed toward it, feeling relived. Walking and waiting with your shopaholic of a best friend was exhausting. She watched as Josie grabbed the shop assistant, asking the petite brunette to get the dress from the display glass for her.

Closing her eyes, she tried to relax. Her mind strayed to Chris...again. No! She told herself. He's Josie's boyfriend. He doesn't like me that way. We're just friends. Then why do you thinking about him all the time? A nasty voice in her brain said.

"I've found it! The perfect dress for tonight! Oh Lizzie come see!" she heard Josie shriek sounding like she'd just won the lotto.

"Coming Jose!" she called back, lifting herself from the comfy couch and making her way towards Josie.

Josie looked stunning. She was wearing a light blue dress with delicate flower designs etched into the material. The dress reached down to the ground, covering her shoes.

"You look beautiful," Lizzie said truthfully with awe in her voice. She definitely meant it; the dress looked like it was made especially for Josie, and it suited her blonde hair and blue eyes perfectly.

Josie twirled around beaming, her eyes sparkling. "You think Chris will like it?" she asked eagerly. Lizzie felt a wrench at her heart. "He's going to love it Jose, and if he didn't he must be blind" she assured her friend. Josie beamed and gave her a tight hug.

Inside, her heart was breaking, this dress made everything seem so much real and official. All the feelings of resentment and regret welled up inside her and Lizzie had a sudden impulse to rip the dress off Josie and tear it to a million pieces.

Goddess, what's wrong with me? Lizzie thought. She was going crazy with jealousy; she knew it had gotten really bad, because in all of her life she had never had thoughts about purposely hurting someone, above all Josie. She was a healer! And she wanted to hurt her best friend.

Finally she couldn't take it anymore, she had to get away from Josie. Making up that she was feeling sick, Lizzie grabbed her shopping bags and raced out of the mall, leaving Josie standing there speechless.

Chris looked at his reflection in the mirror.

He had to admit, the tuxedo didn't look bad. It was just more comfortable wearing jeans and a t-shirt. Running his fingers through his hair, he looked at the time.

5:50pm.

Grabbing his coat, he hurried out the door, to find Casper and a group of his friends waiting for him. He recognized some of them, but their names were a blurry in his head. He walked up to Casper, who had his arm linked with a brunette wearing a very revealing jade-green dress. Another witch...

"Ready to go?" he asked.

Casper gave a dazed smile, engrossed by his partner. "Let's go"

It was magnificent. The ballroom had been transformed into a swirl of reds, yellows and green, the traditional colors for the Summer Solstice.

Streamers were strung everywhere and as Lizzie glanced up, she smiled, astounded by what she saw. They had bewitched the ceiling to have the moon shining on one side of the room, complete with stars and wispy clouds, and on the other side was the sun, shining ever so brightly, illuminating the stage and the band which were playing a modern song.

She had doubted whether to attend the dance or not. The image of Josie in her dress still blazing in her mind, she imagined Josie and Chris having fun and being cute nearly made her decide not to come. But she had promised Josie she'd tag along and she didn't want to abandon her best friend, even if she was angry.

After ditching the shopping trip, she had come home and let the tears of rejection and jealousy trickle down her cheeks. She had tried so hard to put her feelings aside her. The sound of his voice, the structure of his face and his dark ruffled hair and his eyes, the sparkly green of a thousand gems.

Lizzie malcontented, furiously wiping the streaming tears from her eyes. She had taken the fastest shower, and pulled on her dress, not even being careful not to rip it, which luckily she didn't. She was finished doing make-up by 30 minutes and basically just rushed to the hall, and she knew she had done that just to avoid confronting Josie.

Someone was ticking off names at the entrance. Lizzie distinctly heard "Welcome Josie, you look beautiful" Spinning around, she saw Josie once again in her dress and was stung by the wounded expression on her face.

"Lizzie!" she yelled, since she was at the far-end of the massive room.

She run over to her, which had to be extremely difficult, since she was wearing glittering blue high heels and the dress looked like it was likely to rip at any moment.

Panting heavily, face a flushed color Josie said, "What happened this afternoon Josie? All you alright?"

Lizzie felt a stab of guilt; she had acted like such a bitch to Josie, when she was being so considerate and caring. It wasn't her fault that Chris didn't like her that way. She silently vowed that she would try to be nice and unobtrusive for tonight. It was Josie's big chance to make a good impression and she really didn't want to spoil her best friend's date.

Smiling self-assuredly, she patted Josie on the shoulder and confidently told her that she was fine, to not worry about her and instead have a great time.

Josie looked relieved. Suddenly her eyes glazed over in a look that Lizzie knew too well. She followed her gaze to the people standing at the entrance.

Chris had arrived.

They had finally arrived.

He looked around the spectacular room. Summer Solstice was one of the witch festivals celebrating the promises of good fortune. He saw oak trees and roses, purely symbolic to the male dominance in this fastidious celebration.

It was crowded already, it seemed like everyone had been invited to the dance, not merely the students. Chris tried to find Lizzie among the couples on the dance floor and around the refreshment stands. This proved to be tricky, since the room was so packed full of people.

He glimpsed platinum hair and beside her was Lizzie, looking luscious in a pastel pink dress with ruffles and thin straps. Her sweeping light brown hair had been curled at the ends and fell past her shoulders. She looked extraordinary, but as he looked closer, he was mystified to see a troubled expression, which she was trying to hide.

Curious, he walked over to her, with Josie shrieking hysterically "You look so hot in a tux!" while snaking her arm around his own. Who did this girl think she was? His girlfriend? He tried to hide his displeasure by smiling inconvincibly.

Chris did look hot in a tux, although she didn't see the point in telling everyone the obvious. She looked at Josie pointedly, but she predicated that she couldn't get her best friend's attention if she was wearing a chicken suit and flapping her wings in her face.

She could feel his gaze on her. It was completely puzzlingly why his eyes keep straying to her when he'd already got Josie. Lizzie couldn't complain though, maybe he was trying to stop the shame from showing on his face. Josie was very embarrassing at times.

The music drifted and a slow-paced song started. Lizzie recognized it as Maroon 5's She will be loved. One of her favorite songs at the moment, the people in the band were all human, but the music was fantastic. She remembered telling Josie to play this song at her funeral, if she was ever in some horrific and tragic accident.

Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else

I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I've had you so many times but somehow
I want more

I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved

Lizzie couldn't help the smile spreading across her face and her feet swaying to the soothing song. She really felt like dancing, everything was perfect, she just needed a dance partner. Her eyes scanned the crowd, and was startled when she heard someone talking to her.

"Lizzie?" Chris's voice was tentative.

She turned around, and was immediately captured by those sapphire-green eyes.

"Would you like to dance?"

Ooooh! Will Chris and Lizzie be together AT last? Tune in next time...and while you're waiting REVIEW as many times as you want!! ;)