My Word: Guess what? No more girlfriend... It's this big long story, and I won't bore you with it. So, let's forget about it and get to the story.
Devan jerked awake for a moment, made a sound close to a groan before she hummed in contentment and nuzzled back into the warmth that she had her arms wrapped around. For a moment, she'd been uneasy enough to be jarred awake by something she wasn't aware of. But just as easy, she was lulled into relaxation and fell back asleep easily because of Dorinda, who was wide awake from the others sudden movement. She didn't know what time it was, and she really didn't care as she closed her eyes to just enjoy the warmth and comfort. The two of them were like that for a few more hours before there was a loud banging on the door, a short warning to the door suddenly being opened "Hey, are you guys in here?" Nothing else came out of the twenty-one year-old blonde's mouth as she stood frozen in the small bit of door-way, bright light spilling into the dark room. The younger blonde was quick to cover up what little parts of her body was exposed, and the sleeping auburn haired girl grunted and merely rolled over, blissfully unaware until the door, suddenly, slamming jarred her to life. "Huh-wha-where?" she slurred all together as she looked around with a frown.
***Downstairs***
"Oh my G-d! You will not believe what I just saw!" Lucky gushed loudly with a great big grin as she came running into the living room where everyone was gathered. The Cheetah's had just gotten off of the speaker phone with the record company, and a good thing too because the older girl didn't wait for anyone to ask her what she'd seen, or what was up. "Do and Devi were in bed together! And I don't just mean sharing the bed, I mean under the covers naked!"
"What!?" squeaked Cookie aloud, falling off of the arm chair she'd been sitting in, and on the very edge of since the older girl came running down the stairs. See went over to help her up as she asked "Are you being serious, no lying?"
"No lying." she reaffirmed before they all started to talk at the same time, gushing over what had been discovered. "Oi! Shut up!" being shouted made them all fall silent and turn to see Devan standing on the bottom of the stairs in a housecoat/robe. "Yea, we were in bed together, big freaking deal. Just shut up about it and go back to whatever you were doing before." she said as she walked right past them towards the kitchen. They kept silent as she made noise, and then went back past them with a small collection of food. She didn't say anything to them, bread in her mouth, but the look in her eyes was enough to keep them quiet until they heard the bedroom door close and instantly they were all talking at once again.
***
Devan let the food in her mouth fall into her arm load after she'd kicked the door closed behind her "The fan club downstairs is going to get annoying." she said, trying to stifle a yawn as she walked over to the foot of the bed to put the food there. Dorinda had gotten dressed in her absence, and though she wanted them to both sit up in bed all day, naked and enjoying one another's company and bodies, she knew it wasn't going to happen. It saddened her a little, but she didn't let it show.
Dorinda looked uneasy, dressed and the blankets collected all around her as she tried to get back what dignity she felt that she had lost. She wasn't doing too good of a job of hiding it, but was glad when the younger woman didn't ask her about it, though she saw that she wanted too. "So, I brought up food." Devi said, hoping to get Do to relax so they could have their day together. With nothing happening in either of their lives just yet, she was really hoping that they could just have a day to themselves. Even if they had a house full of other woman, all soon to be trying to get a peek at them, and bothering them. But that was what locks on doors were for. Which reminded her, and she went to lock the door, quickly.
***
Devan rolled over, hand searching for the insistent ringing of her cellphone. She knew it was there, on her side of the bed, she just wasn't too sure where it was exactly. It stopped ringing, and she let her hand drop, thinking that it was over. Dorinda had been doing exactly the same thing, looking for her ringing cellphone, so when the ringing stopped, she rolled back over to try and get some more sleep. Neither knew what time it was, the room consistently dark no matter what time of day it was, all thanks to the blankets that covered the window. Each was just about to lull back into a deep sleep, when both of their cellphone's went off simultaneously, once again, and each tried to find it. Dorinda knocked hers off of the nightstand at last, and had to roll out of bed to go and retrieve it from where it had landed. Devan finally figured out that the pants she'd worn on the date, had somehow landed on her side of the bed, and that her cell was within one of the many pockets and began her frantic search for it, if only to shut it up as Do answered her own with a tired hello. She was however, instantly awake when she heard who was on the other line. One wasn't slack around the record company that signed you, and was now threatening to fire you for being out caught out on a date with the infamous Devi, whom had missed answering her own phone yet again.
Devan was trying to listen to what Dorinda, her girlfriend, her's!, was saying on the phone. But she was talking so fast, it was a little hard. Yawning big, she rolled over to look at her, only to roll back onto her stomach, and slid half off of the bed as she made a stretching reach for her pants. Pulling them close, she pulled her phone out of her pocket, and finally answered it, only to quickly hold it away from her ear at the shouting that came through it instantly. Okay, let's see if she could figure out what was being yelled at her this time. Broken rules, yep, expected that. No respect, and disrespectful, she was going to classify those as the same thing. Ooh, fraternizing with the enemy, that was a new one. Mistake? Dorinda? A mistake? She growled at that, hanging up instantly, and pulling the battery out of it, violently throwing it across the room into one of her so called trophies atop one of her dressers before her phone followed and she slumped on the bed to await her girlfriends return to it. Though from the sound of it, she couldn't expect that to happen any time soon.
***Later that Day***
"I blame little miss perky over there." Devan said with distaste as she glared in Galleria's direction. She was standing with label executives from the Cheetah's label, she looked way too cheerful, and smug as hell. "No, she's little miss smug." Serena put in, arm draped over her trouble making friend, and group member's shoulders. "Look at her, she looks like the cat who got the cream." Adeline said, making the three older and taller women look at her. "What?" she asked right away, looking as innocent as ever. Devan managed a smile, shaking her head as she looked away, only to glare back at what she wanted to call evil incarnate. "Where did you learn that little line?" Brandie asked the sixteen year-old girl as she draped her arm over her shoulders and tugged her close as they watched the Cheetah's pile into a limo and leave. The blonde dancer doing so very reluctantly, she kept looking back wistfully, and with nothing but want and longing. Devi couldn't help but notice, even looking so sad, was gorgeous in the setting suns light. It was enough to break anyone's heart. But the exec's had their hearts closed off to such things, they were all about business when in their suits, as they made her get in, and the youngest of Sugar Rush explained about how her grandmother used to say it all the time, and she never understood it before, but it seemed to make sense when she saw Galleria looking so smug and happy.
***A Week Later***
"It isn't fair." Devan said, throwing a card at the upturned violet top hat, and missing horribly. "Yes, we know. Please stop saying that." Adeline said, stuffing a cookie into her mouth before she tried to get a card in the hat. Her's almost made it, and she still threw her hands up, doing a cute little dance on her butt from where she was sitting on the floor, a few crumbs falling out of her mouth. "But it's unfair." the eighteen year-old said again, watching as Serena tried to line-up a shot for her card. "No phone call from Do, the label not setting up performances... Shit, this is dull." she said, going out of turn to throw another card at the hat in her confused anger. Serena glared at her for taking her turn, but kept quiet, lining up her throw yet again. Brandie came in with a cup of hot chocolate, stirring and taking a sip of it, licking the froth off of her top lip before she asked "Well, have you checked you cell?" which made Devi go wide-eyed and toss all of her cards at the hat, making it tip and wobble, before she shot up and took off for, and up the stairs. She stumbling her way to the stairs, and nearly tripping up them in her rush to get to her room.
She hadn't touched her cellphone, or even bothered to look for it since the calls that separated them just about a week ago, now. Maybe it had been a week, she wasn't sure. She couldn't tell the time of day anymore, not without looking outside and up at the sky. She burst into her room, barreling over to where she'd tossed her phone, and nearly crashing head first into her dresser in the process. Her room felt oddly cold, and casting a look around with uneven breath, she shuddered. Turning back, she searched for her phone and it's battery all over the top, wanting to get out of her room once again. She couldn't be in here, this wasn't just her room anymore, and she didn't like being in there alone. Falling to her knees, she bent over and squinted as she pressed her cheek to the floor and looked under the dresser, her hand diving under it as she continued her search. Her hand connected with something, and she gasped before cursing, pulling her hand back for a moment to put the hurt finger into her mouth before her hand shot back under to pull out her phone, but where was the battery? She searched for another few minutes before she gave up, running to her charger and fumbling with it as she tried to plug it in. She needed to check for messages.
Finally plugging it in, she fumbled with it in her hands before she managed to flip it open. Looking at it expectantly, she licked her lips as her bottom one went between her teeth for a moment. "Come on, come on." she said, waiting for it to power up fully. "Yes!" she cheered when the screen lit up, letting her know it was coming to life. "Come on, come on." she went right back too, eagerly watching and waiting. Her fingers flew to find that she had a full inbox of texts, and a full inbox of voicemail. Grinning big and in delight, she held in a squeal as she fell back onto her bed, going through each and every text message. Squirming, and acting more girly then she's ever acted in her life, she rolled over, holding the phone to her ear as she listened to her voicemail, smiling a smile that said she was in love as she heard all of Dorinda's messages. Devan was higher then high. Cloud 9, please, she was way above that lowly little cloud.
All of the messages over, she pushed up to her elbows, phone in her hands as she started to text the number she'd been giving, getting half way through it before she received a message from that same number. She answered it instantly, grinning when she realized it was Do, just like she said it would be. She texted back she missed her so much, and she was sorry for missing all her calls, and texts. But she would get a new phone, just like she asked. As soon as she found a new disguise.
Becca: That's what I've been doing, finding a new me to get away
Devi: It's not easy, is it?
Becca: lol No, it isn't
Devi: I'd go punk again, but they got pictures
Becca: Me too. :(
Devi: :-( What about, metal?
Becca: Nah, too hard core for me.
Devi: But you would look hot, you looked amazing punk
Becca: Don't make me blush anymore, Galleria's here
Devi: ... How can you be there with her?
Becca: I haven't got much of a choice, label's behind her 100%
Devi: Have they lost their minds?
Becca: I think so, Chuchie and I have to be 'straight' for the public
Devi: That's not right
Becca: No it isn't... Oh, shoot, I've been caught, later
Devan sighed, closing her phone and rolling over to put it on her night stand. Getting up, she went to take a look for her phone's battery. She would need it, as much as she wanted too, she wasn't going to leave without a phone. And she needed to get out of here to buy a new phone under a new name... Maybe she'd use her middle like Do did. She made a face, maybe not the full name. Allegra was a little long. Ally worked. Grinning, as she found the battery behind the dresser, leaving things a mess and askew on top of it as she went to put her battery into her phone and grabbed her laptop. Maybe she could order one online... Nah, she needed out of the house, the backyard just wasn't enough. Falling back onto her bed, and adjusting herself against the headboard, she tucked her feet into the blanket as she powered up her laptop, and sighed as she waited for it. She needed to figure out exactly what she was going to send to the exec's to convince them to let her go out. Maybe if Lucky went with her? She was fun to go out with, she didn't actually make her feel like she was being looked after. But if it came too... She shuddered, she was not going to go if it meant that the Wicked Witch went with her. Opening her email, she got right to work, doing her best, and then some to convince them to let Lucky take her out for awhile, cabin fever and her bad habits were not a good combination. That was her main argument for it. Hopefully it would work.
***
"Devan!!! Hurry up!! If we don't leave now your never going to get out of this house!" Brandie hollered up the stairs to the younger woman, trying to get her to hurry up. She heard the thundering of rushing footsteps, and smiled, rolling her eyes as she went to the door, holding it open as the eighteen year-old ran past her with a few new streaks in her hair. She had a huge grin on her face, jumping on her toes in front of the jeep that was there. "Come on, hurry up!" Devi said now that she was in front of Lucky. "I got places to go!" she teased, getting into the vehicle quickly to avoid her, which didn't really work because as soon as she got in the driver seat, she smacked her arm. Smiling, and laughing, they drove away, the paparazzi getting everything with their camera's, and painting a new tangled web of lies in a story for the tabloids that were more then glad to take the story.