Title: Bad Luck Isn't Contagious
Rating: This chapter is probably only PG, due to some language. It may be raised to PG-13 in future chapters.
Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine. I can't claim them (unfortunately for me). They all belong to hardworking people involved with the movie 'Bring it On.'
Feedback: Yes please, I really want to know what everyone thinks of this so far.
Summary: This will be a Torrance/Missy story eventually…Just give it some time, and the other characters of the movie will be in here too, of course.
Author's Notes: Thank you to everyone who updates! And, I'm still trying to stick to the show, though some of the dialogue and actions are very obviously changed to suit my want ;) Enjoy.
After a couple hours of absolute horror, the squad had finally agreed that there was need to change the routine. Actually, even the audience had agreed that the need to change the routine was pertinent. "So, your parents won't mind that I'm staying here tonight?" Torrance glanced warily over at Missy.
"Nah, they won't even notice." Missy grinned at the blonde, reassuring her. "Though, there is one thing that anyone can notice…"
"What? Something more about the squad? The cheer?" Torrance was still in freak-out mode.
Missy laughed. "No, your breath." She grimaced over-dramatically.
Torrance sniffed her breath herself, by breathing into her hand. "Oh my God. You're right. Sorry…"
The brunette chuckled. "The bathroom is down the hall, to the right." She pointed down towards the hallway, and Torrance took off, carting her toothbrush with her. While Torrance trotted towards the bathroom, Missy hastily looked around her room, trying to figure out what she had to clean up before Torrance got back. Luckily, she didn't find anything that she necessarily had to move. It was all fairly clean. Well, it was a fairly clean room once she shoved some clothes into her clothes hamper anyway. There. All good. It was then that she realized that Torrance wasn't back yet. She wondered briefly how long it took the blonde to brush her teeth, maybe she got lost.
She wandered down the hall to find Torrance staring at her brother. "What are you doing?" The blonde jumped in surprise at hearing Missy's voice. Cliff grinned at her.
"Looking for the bathroom?" Torrance asked meekly.
"Right there," Missy pointed at it, and the blonde stumbled into it, feeling embarrassed. Missy had caught Torrance staring at her brother. She had been hoping that if she looked at Cliff enough that something inside of her would feel something; she'd want him. The blonde was just so confused. She was really starting to like the brunette, but she had never fallen for someone so fast before. Torrance had never fallen for a girl before. It didn't make sense to her. What made sense would have been her falling for Cliff, a guy, even though she had a boyfriend. That was excusable, but was falling for a girl acceptable?
"She'll love me," Cliff whispered to his sister before grinning and striking a few more chords on his guitar.
"You wish," the girl muttered back to her brother, but in her mind she was just hoping that it wasn't the truth. She couldn't handle the truth if that's what it was. She didn't want to listen to him anymore, besides, he was pounding on his guitar again, apparently happy that he had won Torrance over for a few seconds with his guitar playing.
Missy sniffed her own breath and frowned. She could brush her teeth again. So, she followed the hallway to the bathroom where Torrance was already. "Hey," she mumbled as she pushed the door open.
Torrance flashed a smile, but didn't speak because she still had the brush in her mouth. Missy got her own toothbrush out, and she put some toothpaste on it. She began brushing when she realized that Torrance had been brushing for a long time. Then, she cautiously spit into the sink, trying to hide it. The brunette grinned, and spit out some toothpaste herself. She raised an eyebrow at the blonde, and Torrance raised hers back. That was all it took for the two girls to continue brushing and smirking and flirting for a few minutes. Finally, Missy rinsed off her brush and smiled at the blonde, waiting for her to finish.
"All clean," the brunette announced as Torrance put her toothbrush down on the counter.
"Me too," Torrance agreed and looked over at the brunette. She was in her pajamas, and the blonde couldn't help but glance at her body. Missy noticed it and followed her eyes down. Torrance was checking her out!
"Are you checking me out?" Missy couldn't help but ask the question, and Torrance immediately blushed. So, Missy hastened to fix it. "Not that I mind…"She rambled off embarrassed. Torrance could be straight.
"Yeah?" Torrance bit her lip and looked at the other girl. The brunette nodded, and cautiously Torrance took a step closer to her. "You don't mind this?" Torrance asked as she put one hand on Missy's waist, effectively pulling her closer. Missy shook her head. Hell no, she didn't mind. "You don't mind this?" Torrance asked as she brought her face inches away from the brunette's.
Missy was sure that she was dreaming, but she didn't care. Instead of answering, she brought her lips to the blonde's, kissing her. It took Torrance a moment, but then she was kissing her back. Torrance felt the want that she had been trying to feel while looking at Cliff, but she felt it as she kissed Missy, and she was sure that she shouldn't ignore it. So, she pushed herself closer to the brunette, effectively pinning her against the counter. The brunette raised her arms to Torrance, placing one on her back, and one on her neck. Torrance mumbled something incoherent, but it was probably an encouragement, because a moment later, the blonde's tongue had found its way into Missy's mouth, and a few seconds later the moment was over. "We have to go to bed," Torrance mumbled quickly. She hadn't been planning on kissing Missy to see what she felt, but she had, and she didn't want to stop. That was bad. Very bad. She had a boyfriend. So, she was trying to be calm, and she was trying to not freak out. Missy was trying to let the blonde figure out her feelings without jumping her because if the blonde kept kissing her like that…
Normally, Missy would have made a sexual joke, but instead she nodded humbly leading them both back towards her room. Cliff was still strumming on his guitar, but it was Missy who took the girl to bed. Unfortunately, it was also Missy who had to wake up to Torrance talking to Aaron on her cell phone.