Fashion Club Crisis: Sandi's Secret Admirer
by Imaj
Part 4
Authors note: Howard, I may go in and add a part like you described, it would add some more humor to the drama. I've already written a lot, far past this point. These chapters are me going back through and editing it, then chopping chunks out for chapters accordingly. I may scrap the second half I have so far and go somewhere different with it, I dunno. I appreciate your ideas and input, thanks!
Jane walked into her art class completely unprepared for what she saw. The girl formerly known as Sabrina, was instead some kind of new creature. Where black BDU's used to be, the was Tommy Hillfigure khaki's, and a little black spaghetti strap shirt with a purple kitten in the center. Her arms sported a fancy watch, and a few rubber bracelets. Her hair was done up like she was going to a dance, and she was actually wearing make-up. The only thing still characterizing her away from those fashion freaks was a tattoo armband on her right bicep.
"Woah! What happened to you?" Jane gawked, sitting next to her.
"An unlikely thing happened." Sabrina sighed.
"That doesn't sound good." Jane frowned.
"You know, that fear of yours?" Sabrina raised an eyebrow.
"The one where Brittany and Kevin have a child with six heads, and they start walking it through the school on a leash?"
Sabrina laughed, "No, the one where a fellow outcast, like myself decided to becomes one of 'them'."
"Oh my, that is bad."
"Yeah."
"Just do me a favor, and don't ever talk Fashion with me. I'd have to kill you." Jane said seriously.
Scene Change
Sandi stood in the grassy area of the courtyard with her Fashion Club around her. Quinn had kept her promise and hadn't said a thing to Stacey about the previous night. Sandi was surprised by this, she was sure her life was going to be over as soon as she reached school this morning. Now she was feeling her stomach turn upside down. She was almost regretting her plan to get the Fashion Club to accept a new member. Here they were, and the girl was no where to be seen.
"What is this all about Sandi?" Quinn said impatiently. Sandi knew she was putting on an act for her and smiled. Quinn really was a friend, who would have thought?
"I saw a potential new recruit this morning. She's suppose to meet us here any minute." Sandi said. That was the first step of her plan, of course no one would question her judgment.
"A new recruit!" Stacey looked fearful, "You aren't getting rid of me, are you Sandi? I'm sorry I wore these shoes. I knew they were the wrong shoes."
"Shut up." Sandi snarled, "I'm not getting rid of you. It's good news for you Stacey, because if this new girl shows up you won't be at the bottom of the totem pole anymore. And those shoes were so the wrong shoes, listen to your instincts next time."
"Really?" Stacey said cheerfully, "You mean, I'll have some one I can boss around? That is soooooo cool."
"Look!" Tiffany pointed out a girl approaching them, "Is that the girl?" Quinn was baffled, the girl looked nothing like the picture. Quinn looked questioningly at Sandi, Sandi just gave her a smug look.
"Yeah, that's the girl." She said as smugly as she looked,.
Sabrina walked up to the circle feeling completely out of place, but trying to be brave. They were just... popular girls, right? She eyed Sandi and asked "What's my verdict, girls?"
"Sabrina?" Quinn asked, "You look nothing like… like… what I imagined."
"Is that a good thing, or a bad thing?" Sabrina asked nervously, looking down at her too tight, uncomfortable clothes.
"It's a-" Quinn started to say it was a good thing, but Sandi interrupted her.
"I here-by call this meeting of the Fashion club into order" Sandi pointed at Sabrina, "Today we are here to welcome a new member into the Fashion club, IF she is good enough."
"Do we get to quiz her?" Stacey asked full of glee.
"Quiz me?" Sabrina swallowed. She knew NOTHING about Fashion.
"No, and don't interrupt me again, Stacey." Sandi glared at her, "I want you all to take a good look at her, does she have potential?" Sandi took a moment too look her over herself. She was afraid the other girls would notice her looking at her if she didn't draw everyone's attention to her all at the same time. She didn't have too many Fashion don'ts. The tattoo on her arm was definitely a don't, but otherwise she did a good job cleaning herself up. After everyone had the chance to size up the new girl Sandi finished, "All in favor of this girl as a new member raise your hand."
Quinn raised her hand quickly, and as soon as Quinn had done it, Stacey followed. Sandi put her hand in the air, and all eyes fell on Tiffany. Tiffany, feeling rather looked at, raised her hand, even though she didn't really want to. The tattoo, and general way of speaking this girl had screamed 'bad idea'. Like, creepy 'bad idea'.
"Welcome to the Fashion Club Sabrina." Sandi said. She thought she should shake her hand, or hug her or something, but she didn't know what would be appropriate, considering. Sabrina was right, this was awkward. The plan was well on its way. Now all they had to do was fix Sabrina up a little more and bring up her popularity.
"Cool." Sabrina shrugged, she didn't know how she was suppose to act.
"So, now that we've all agreed that there is potential, shouldn't we get to work?" Quinn hurried the meeting along, trying to keep the weirdness out of her mind. Thoughts like, would Sandi pursue this 'thing' with this girl? Why else would she trick the club like this? Those thoughts made her skin crawl. They needed to keep busy, and keep those thoughts as far away from her as possible, or she'd go crazy.
"That's a great idea Quinn! You're so smart!" Stacey agreed.
"Let's go to my house. My mother has taken the rest of the family on some business trip." Sandi announced, "And I have the best selection of make-over material."
"Perfect" Tiffany agreed.
They made Sabrina try on more clothes than she thought she had ever worn in her entire life. They trimmed her hair, and gave her highlights. They taught her the 'proper' way to put on the make-up; she had apparently applied it the wrong way. This girl world was a total nightmare, but through it all she somehow kept smiling. She kept agreeing with their non-sense. She played their childish games. When they were finally finished she felt completely exhausted. Stacey and Tiffany were the firsts to leave, after the Sabrina make-over project was complete. Quinn obviously wanted to leave, but continued to stay. Sabrina figured it must have been out of concern for Sandi. If Sandi were left alone with the 'Stalker' bad things could go down.
"Thanks for the, uh, make-over." Sabrina said to the two remaining girls, "I had fun. I should probably take off though."
"Wait, We have a lot more work to do to you." Sandi said coolly. She really just didn't want Sabrina to leave before she could actually talk to her. Talking, that's all she wanted, right? She recognized this feeling of denial, and didn't like it.
"Like what Sandi?" Quinn sighed, "Just let her go home. I wanna go home too."
"Then go Quinn." Sandi said harshly. Only then did Quinn realize Sandi was controlling the situation, Sandi had stalled all night. Just like the girl calling it off, Sandi was the one who was going to cause trouble here. But, Sandi didn't know this girl, the girl could rape her or something. No one was here to stop it. Sandi had to know that.
"I can't leave you…" Quinn glanced over at Sabrina then back at Sandi, "Alone"
"Gee Quinn, why the sudden concern?" Sandi taunted.
"I don't want anything to happen. You don't know this girl, Sandi." Quinn started talking as if Sabrina wasn't in the room anymore. Sabrina glowered. Sandi fidgeted, Quinn's involvement in the situation was stressful. It made her confront her own denial. She wished Quinn hadn't just said that.
"Quinn." Sabrina said darkly, digging through her wallet, "I'd never hurt you, or your friends. Now here's twenty dollars. Get lost."
"You're bribing me!" Quinn took the money, "How is that suppose to make me feel better?"
"Just go home Quinn." Sandi held the door open for Quinn, seeming to threaten her without saying another word. She just wanted Quinn to leave her alone, it was her decision to make, not Quinn's.
"Call me then, okay?" Quinn Said as she let herself out. A long silence ensued. Sabrina sat in the chair next to the vanity table, Sandi sat on her bed. They looked at each other long and hard. Neither seemed to have any words.
"How are you?" Sabrina asked randomly in the silence.
"I don't know. Weird." Sandi replied. She did feel weird. Her world was all messed up and backwards.
"Yeah, I feel weird too. You wouldn't get mad at me if I took all this junk off my face, would you?"
"It's not junk, it's high quality skin coverage," Sandi defended, sounding sincerely offended for a moment. Then, returning to her lost tone, "But, no, do whatever."
Sabrina stood up. She was going to look for the bathroom, but instead found herself standing in front of Sandi, then sitting next to her. She realized she was afraid of loosing the moment. All she had wanted since she came to Lawndale High was a chance to be near Sandi. She wanted to touch her, but she wouldn't. She knew Sandi would hate her if she did, and she couldn't bare Sandi hating her. What she wanted was never to be, and this was all too close for what things should be. She considered just getting back up and leaving, then she wouldn't have the chance to make Sandi hate her.
"Why me?" Sandi said finally, breaking Sabrina's thoughts. "Why not Quinn?"
"Quinn. Pfft." Sabrina scoffed. Quinn's annoying face popped into her head. She shook her head to rid herself of it. At least the thought of Quinn got rid of the thoughts about leaving.
"But she's so cute." Sandi looked at Sabrina, trying to calculate her thoughts, "Everyone seems to think so at least, it's like they hardly even notice me."
"I don't think she's cute. I think she's annoying." Sabrina smiled, "You are the cute one. You always were, Quinn is just a fad. She'll grow into her family genes someday."
"Her family is weird."
"Exactly."
"You did good at making yourself look suitable." Sandi complemented, "I can't believe they actually thought you knew anything about fashion, I know I would have been able to see straight through it."
"Heh. Yeah, dumb luck. Or destiny, either one." Sabrina winked at Sandi. Sandi put her hand at her side between them. Sabrina noted this, and wondered if she was supposed to put her hand there too. Best not push it, it could just be a coincidence.
"I mean really, do you know, like, anything about Fashion?"
"Not really. You look really nice in everything that you wear though." She paused. That may have sounded like up pick up line, kind of like 'hey nice clothes, but they'd look even better on my bedroom floor', "Anyway, I'm sure I'll learn it all pretty quickly. Being the new Fashion Club member and all."
"I'm sure you will." Sandi inched closer again, she was flirting, "If you have any questions, I have the answers. Fashion is my life."
"That's so…" Sabrina had a passing worried expression, "I mean, what happens when you graduate? Do you plan on going into Fashion?"
"I haven't really thought about that, it's so far away, you know." Sandi shrugged.
"Two years." Sabrina finally let her hand slip down at her side just grazing Sandi's. Sandi didn't move her hand. How ironic, the popular girl was now the one coming on to the weird girl.
"I guess I just didn't have any reason to think about it. My mother will probably have something lined up." Sandi said moving her hand up to flip her hair, then putting it back down blatantly on Sabrina's. Sabrina grinned, and took Sandi's hand into her own. Could she really be blamed for giving in to the flirting? Sandi didn't make a move to get away.
"Well, maybe you should start thinking about it. Getting started early helps out a lot." Sabrina laid down on the bed, still with Sandi's hand in hers. Sandi followed suit. Sandi's mind was racing. It was the scene, in movies and stuff, where a couple starts making out. Hot and heavy, all that, but this wasn't a guy. This wasn't the way this scene was supposed to be for Sandi. Would it proceed anyway?
"Are you going to like try and kiss me or something?" Sandi asked in her normal 'I'm better than you' tone. What was she thinking? Asking just provokes it further. Sabrina smirked, she could flirt too.
"Not unless you want me to, love. I'm not some horny geek boy." She winked as she said it. Sandi smiled, apparently liking the joke. Whether she felt in control or not, she was. 'did she just call me love?' Her face fell to panic and she turned to her side facing Sabrina, putting all her weight on her forearm and elbow.
"You wouldn't call me that in front of anyone would you?"
"What, love? No." Sabrina scoffed, "Why, does it bother you?"
"No." Sandi said, laying back down, "Actually I kind of like it. But you know, if Stacey, or Tiffany, or anyone…"
"Yeah I know. What you do in your private life is of no concern to them." Sabrina took this moment to lean over and kiss Sandi, with just a light peck on the lips. When she pulled back Sandi was bright red. It was so cute.
"I didn't say you could kiss me." Sandi said, trying to recover from her embarrassment.
"My bad, can I kiss you, love?" Sabrina teased. Sandi looked at her blankly for a moment, still red as can be. Her control was lost, and she felt utterly helpless to what she wanted to do vs. what she should do. Now she felt that maybe Quinn was right, she was not in her right mind.
"Yes." Sandi closed her eyes. Why was she doing this? What kind of mess was she getting herself into? She could imagine everyone looking at her and knowing that she, Sandi Griffin, had willingly made out with a girl. And then the image fell away, she was now actually kissing Sabrina. It wasn't any different than kissing a guy. For some reason, that surprised her.
The moment could have lasted forever, but it hadn't. Sabrina had laid back with a huge grin across her face. Sandi wasn't red anymore, and she was smiling to. What kind of craziness had taken over her body? She tossed an arm around Sabrina and laid her head on her shoulder. Sabrina stroked her hair. It was a really surreal night. Hell, it was a surreal week. How long would she be out of her mind like this?
