A/N: Here's Chapter 15 of Hollywood Rivalries. Thanks for reviewing the last chapter. Here's the actual club scene and someone sings, and if you're lucky, I might put in Logan and Vanessa's talk, I don't know, but there will be fun times for our Brenner girls. The boys… what will happen to them? Let's read on, shall we? I don't own the song "Lady Marmalade" by Patti LaBelle but performed by Missy Elliot, Pink, Christina Aguilera, Mya, and Lil' Kim or "We Run This" by Missy Elliot… Enjoy, and thank you for sticking to this story.
Oh, and the aftermath of the club outing will be Chapter 16. Sorry, but I hope you think this chapter is just as good.
"Oh, so you've somehow managed to overlook my terrible personality and hideous face…"
--Chase (Bad Girl)
Chapter 15: I'm In Heaven When You Kiss Me
Dana, Nicole, Vanessa and I linked arms as we walked into the club with the guys but I had an awesome idea, for us girls. It would be a surprise for the guys.
"You guys! I have the coolest idea ever," I said, with a smile. Chase, Logan, Michael and Stan, Dana, Vanessa and Nicole all looked at me.
"Well, what is it?" Chase asked.
"Well, you boys can't know… but you guys will like it. I promise," I told them, smirking slightly.
"Ok, so what do we have to do? Because I'm pretty much game for anything," replied Vanessa.
"Cool," I said, and then turn to the guys. "Turn around. You'll ruin the surprise…"
"Do we have to?" Stan asked. Boys are so freaking different. Ugh! I raised an eyebrow. Chase placed a hand on his friends' shoulder.
"Dude. Do what she says… It's bound to be good, and she's my girlfriend, so yeah."
"Thank you, and that is why you're my boyfriend…" I said, and gave him a peck on the cheek. Logan obviously had to destroy the mood as always.
"Can we get on with this 'surprise'?" Logan asked, in a usual obnoxious voice and he used air quotes too. Yes, these are my friends. "I have girls to out-dance.
"Shut up, Logan," Dana snapped. No surprise there.
I rolled my eyes, "I second that."
I turned back to the girls and Vanessa said, "Zoey… I wanna get my dancing going, so what is it?"
"You'll dance," I said to her. "… and sing too. Who knows the song 'Lady Marmalade'?"
"Oooh! I loved that song!" Nicole squealed happily, and then she sang with a voice I never knew Nicole had. It blew the three of us away. Seriously. "Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir…"
Our jaws dropped. Well, mine and Vanessa's anyway. I know Dana was just as surprised. We all looked at Nicole.
"What? Do I have something on my face?"
"No… that was great, Nicole… your singing…" Vanessa spoke for the three of us. "I'm in. I'll sing too."
"Great… how about you Dana?"
"Whatever… but I'm not singing… I'm rapping."
What? I didn't even know Dana was a rapper, apparently. She shrugged lightly.
"Ok, it's settled, then…" I concluded.
The guys turned to us, as we walked in. We walked into the club, as it was so cool. This was the hottest teenage club out here. Logan told us it was called The Mixer and apparently a lot of kids from PCA were here. It had multicoloured lights and lasers, and drink trays going… and the biggest dance floor I'd ever seen. There was some music going.
"Whoa, that's a big dance floor…" I said, holding Chase's hand.
"You're telling me…" replied Chase. Okay, so it was Logan and Dana… Nicole and Stan… me and Chase, but where were Michael and Vanessa? "Um, has anyone seen Michael and Vanessa anywhere?"
We all looked for them, until we saw a soul train line, and heard faint cheering. Chase grabbed my hand, as the six of us went weaving through the crowd of kids, cheering. It was then I saw what they were cheering about. Michael and Vanessa cleared the dance floor…
Never in my life have I seen someone move the way Vanessa and Michael did…
I pulled Dana close to me so I could talk to her, "Did you know she could move like that?"
"Yeah," Dana answered, coolly. "I've known her since we were babies… why wouldn't I?"
Vanessa was a dancing machine, and Michael had a lot of explaining to do. He didn't tell us he could dance like that.
Alright…Go Michael!
I'm his best friend. Why doesn't he tell us these things? And Vanessa… whoa… Oh my God! Is she break-dancing? Michael is… oh my God… he's doing the Worm! I pulled Logan close so I could talk to him. Now, Michael's popping. That, in my opinion, is the hardest one to do. I should know because I starting taking tap dancing when I was four, and stopped when I was nine. Then at ten, I took hip-hop and haven't stopped since, and I'm sixteen right now… so you do the math. No one knows about that.
Not even Zoey.
"Dude."
"Yeah?"
"Did you know she could do that?" I asked.
"Um, yeah… I dated her, and went to several VIP parties together so, yeah…"
Only Logan would make a stupid comment like that. Green isn't a good colour on him either. I know he wants Vanessa back, but Michael's not going to get hurt, because of Logan's selfish needs. Michael and Vanessa are happy, and I've never seen him so carefree. If Logan pulls anything…
I swear to God, he'll be in trouble…
Oh my God! This is my JAM! I love this song. It was starting and I pulled Michael onto the floor with me. Truth be told, he can DANCE! Then again, so can I…
My style can't be duplicated or recycled
This chick is a sick individual
Sick tape vol. 2
Believe it
Ho… Ho…
Let me switch up the game
Michael and I danced together, as they music played. Then we spilt up. He can pop… so that what he did. I crumped! I know why I wore these clothes for a reason, because once I hit that dance floor, I never stop. I'm addicted. A crowd was cheering, and I only danced more. If I died and went to heaven, this would be my picture of heaven. Non-stop dancing, and I'll be one happy angel…
Go Michael! Do that Running Man!
I drink that cognac
Step back cause I might put it on ya
I go deep so deep till you sleep
Count sheep wake you from fucking all week
You don't to have to show ya
How freakish I act when I'm not sober
Whut up & tow up sho nuff
I ain't scared to take it off (tell the freak to take it off)
Ok, now that crowd is getting bigger. I don't care. I'm having an awesome time with Michael and that's all that mattered. Logan is the last thing on my mind right now. I feel so free with Michael. I want to be with him… I really do.
Tipsy & I feel good (feel good)
Black dudes got big woods
Into I do it I dun it
If you really really want it then nigga stop frontin
Boy you know im your type (your type)
5'2 and wear my jeans real tight
My curves they swerve so superb
My word's my word and I came to slurr it
'Nessa wasn't kidding when she said she could dance. I'm having a great time with her.
We run this (run this)
We run this (run this)
We run this (run this)
Oh, oh, oh,
It don't matter where you from it's where you at
And if you came to freak-a-leak you better bring your hat
East coast, west coast, down south
Represent your coast
A crowd was starting to form around us, and we danced like it was just the two of us. I pop n' locked for a while, and faint cheering could be heard. I'm on a roll.
Yea we run it
Yea we run it
Y'all don't want it
Cause my coast run it
Oh
We run this shit
We run this shit
The music faded out as we stepped off the dance floor. I was beat by this time. See, that's why I can eat all those chips and never gain weight because I dance too, and play ball.
"You were amazing," Vanessa told me. I smiled, shrugging.
"I told ya so… and besides you weren't too bad yourself," I said. She took my hand. Oh God, someone pinch me! Vanessa has the most amazing hands ever…
"Not too bad? I was awesome and you know it, Mr. Barrett," she teased, still holding my hand.
I played along, "That may be so, but I still won our little bet, so there… Miss. Stevens."
"No, you didn't…"
"Yes, I did…"
"Did not!"
"Did so!" I argued back in good fun.
"Ok, fine. It was a draw…deal?" she said, trying to make us come to an agreement.
"Ok, ok. It was a deal…" I relented, and then I laughed under my breath. "…even though I killed you out there."
"Shut up, Michael…" she said, giggling, and we went to find our friends. The first person to talk was Stan.
So we were greeted by Chase, Logan, Stan, Dana, Zoey, and Nicole. Why are they looking at us like we had three heads each?
"I didn't think you guys could move like that. Seriously," Stan finally said. Michael and I smiled at each other before smiling at them.
"Well, I guess some people are entitled to secrets, every now and then…" I replied. "…but the only people that knew I loved to dance were, of course, Dana and Logan…"
"Oh, Vanessa! Dana! Nicole! We need to get ready for our surprise!" Zoey said, causing me to remember.
"Oooh… I love surprises!" Nicole replied in her own Nicole-like way. Then she frowned, as if trying to think. "What is it, again?"
Dana rolled her eyes, most likely annoyed, and whispered in Nicole's ear what we were doing again. Nicole nodded excitedly. I knew this was going to be good because Zoey had a great voice from what I heard. Dana has like a voice mix between Pink and Mariah Carey, and she can rap on top of that. Nicole…wow. She sounds like Whitney Houston to me, at least. Me, I had a voice that sounded like Christina Aguilera. I know how powerful my voice is because I broke glass with it, hitting a high note. That's how you tell the difference between cheap and expensive glass.
We were about to go get ready when we heard a familiar voice behind us.
"Hey guys…"
We turned around and there stood Quinn. She looked good, and she wasn't wearing glasses this time. She wore a long sleeved tank with really flared sleeves that sort of fanned out, and a nice blue flowery skirt, and some black wedged sandals… and her hair was worn down. Quinn even put on some makeup, even some lip-gloss.
"Hey Quinn," I greeted, hugging her. Zoey and Nicole followed, and even Dana gave her a one-armed hug. "How did you get here, anyway?"
"It wasn't far from PCA… so I walked," she explained, lightly.
Chase was the guy first to speak, "Wow, Quinn. You look… nice."
"Yeah, totally cute!" Nicole squealed, linking arms with Quinn.
I said, "You look hot, but I thought you said you couldn't come…"
"Well, I was finished my experiments early and decided to come… that is, if the offer still stands…"
"You can hang with us, Quinn, but where are your glasses?" Zoey asked, as we all noticed that she wasn't bespectacled. Whoa, I just used a big word. I guess, that dictionary thing even worked. Even Logan noticed her makeover.
"Wow, Quinn… you cleaned up. Any hotter and I might consider making out with you," he told Quinn with one of his stupid smirks. Chase and Dana rolled their eyes, Stan, Nicole and Zoey all raised their eyebrows, while Michael and I glared.
"Ok, but I don't know whether to be flattered or repulsed… but I'm most likely repulsed…"
Wow, even that shut Logan up. Dana smirked, and the rest of us, minus Logan, high-fived her. Logan sets himself up to be burned so I don't know he's annoyed.
"Now to answer why I'm not wearing glasses, that's because I'm wearing contact lenses," Quinn answered. Then her eyes caught Stan. "Oh, I don't think I've met you before. Quinn Pensky."
"Stan Crowe," he said, shaking her hand. I saw her whisper something in Nicole's ear, and Nicole giggled. We all whispered to Quinn about what we were planning and she nodded.
"Quinn, you in?"
"Sure," she said, nodding. I turned to the boys.
"Sorry boys…we gotta get ready…"
"Ready for what?" Chase asked.
"Sorry, but that's for us to know and for you to find out… I promise you'll like it though," Zoey assured her boyfriend, and gave him a kiss on the cheek. I only have one word for that: Awww! I wish Michael and I were like that…
"It better worth it…" Logan whined.
"One, shut up and stop whining… and two, it is," Dana said, annoyed, and the five of us all walked off in the direction of the stage…
Whatever the girls are planning, it better be good. Who knew Quinn could clean up? Even though I'm kind of stuck in the love department…which has NEVER happened before with my ridiculously good looks, and irresistible charm, Quinn looks hot. Not as Dana and Vanessa, but still hot. Why can't it be easier? How about a girl with both of them combined? Like a girl with Dana's feisty attitude, Vanessa's way of being a smart-ass… and both of them can fight so that'll stay. Dana's face, but with Vanessa's lips and green eyes.
Ok, I'm stuck. I didn't have the time to think because music and a nudge from Chase brought me out of my thoughts. I kinda glad he did or I would go insane, but he doesn't have to know that.
"Now what?" I asked. I hated being interrupted either way.
"Look…" Stan replied, pointing ahead. I did… and what the hell? There were five girls on stage, and…
"Are they gonna do what I think they gonna do?" I asked, slightly surprised.
"I think so, man," Michael replied, and the four of us all walked up between kids to get a better look. They all swayed in sync, and snapped their fingers to the rhythm. There was from left to right: Zoey, Nicole, Quinn, Vanessa and finally Dana.
The track started.
Where's all mah soul sistas
Lemme hear ya'll flow sistas
Then they all sang in sync, and they didn't sound awful at all. It was actually pretty good. I'm good at everything I've ever tried, so I can sing too. I have to burn that tape Chase has of me singing to Panic! At The Disco. He thinks I don't know about that…
Quinn started first, "He met Marmalade down IN old Moulin Rouge
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She said, "Hello, hey Jo, you wanna give it a go?" Oh! uh huh."
They all sang again. Who knew Quinn sounded so good? "Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (Hey hey hey)
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (here)
Mocha Chocalata ya ya (oh yea)
Creole lady Marmalade
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir
Voulez vous coucher avec moi"
Zoey sang after Quinn and Chase whistled, "He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up
Boy drank all that Magnolia wine
On her black satin sheets is where he started to freak
Yeah."
Zoey wasn't that bad, either. Show of hands: How many think is Chase imagining Zoey in nothing but a bikini? Yeah. Thought so.
They all sang the chorus. A bunch of the guys from PCA (including us four) were rocking out. Vanessa and Dana even did a little dance together, "Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (da-da-da)
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (here ohooh yea yeah)
Mocha Choca lata ya ya (yea)
Creole lady Marmalade
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir, what what what)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi"
Zoey, Nicole, Quinn danced together… and then Dana did something that floored all of us. She and Vanessa took front stage… and they rapped. Dana started, "Yea yea uh
He come through with the money and the garter bags
I let him know we bout that cake straight up the gate uh
We independent women, some mistake us for whores
I'm sayin', why spend mine when I can spend yours
Disagree? Well that's you and I'm sorry
Imma keep playing these cats out like Atari
Wear ideal shoes get love from the dudes."
"5 bad ass chicks from the Moulin Rouge
Hey sistas, soul sistas, betta get that dough sistas
We drink wine with diamonds in the glass
By the case the meaning of expensive taste
If you wanna Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya
Mocha Chocalate-a what?
Real Lady Marmalade
One more time C'mon now," rapped Vanessa. She and Zoey danced together. I'm totally floored right now. I don't care about Chase and Michael although I know they're throwing fits. Great, now Stan joins in…why? Because his beloved Nicole is up.
Dana, Vanessa, Zoey, Quinn sang, "Marmalade... Lady Marmalade... Marmalade..."
Is it normal for something so big to come out of someone so small? So that's why she has a motor mouth, "Hey Hey Hey!
Touch of her skin feeling silky smooth
Color of cafe au lait alright
Made the savage beast inside roar until he cried,
More-more-more."
Nicole held that note too.
Vanessa and Nicole sang, "Now he's back home doin' 9 to 5."
"Sleepin' the grey flannel life," Dana sang. I like her voice. It's sexy and husky, but I like Vanessa's too. Her's is deep.
You'll get why I say Vanessa's voice is deep, but it's also powerful. I think she can like break glass with that bad boy.
"But when he turns off to sleep memories creep,
More-more-more," she sang, as her voice got more powerful with every syllable. I think I heard a glass shatter. Yep, a glass broke. Actually three did.
Quinn and Zoey sang, but Quinn held the note at the end and Zoey jumped in, "Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (da daeaea yea)
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (ooh)
Mocha Chocalata ya ya (yea)
Creole lady Marmalade."
They all sang, and by the time the whole place was going crazy, "Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi (all my sistas yea)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi (C'Mon! uh)"
Dana was like the self-proclaimed rapper. She said their names as they sang, "Vanessa…"
Vanessa held a note again, "oh Leaeaa Oh"
"Logan"
"Yeah?"
"Was it me or did glass just shatter?" Chase asked.
"Glass," I replied, quickly.
We went back to watching the girls dance and now the song was ending.
"Quinn…"
Who knew someone so nerdy could sing so well? "Lady Marmalade…"
"Nicole…"
Nicole sang, "Yeeahhh…"
"Go Zoey!" Dana sang, as she danced, which I found a turn-on.
"Oh Oh oooo," Zoey sang, as she held a note. Chase whistled, loudly, with Stan joining in. What the hell… Yeah, Michael and I joined in. We're 4 whistling boys. If you saw 5 sexy, yes, I even meant Quinn, on stage, then you'd do the exact same thing. On top of that, we're guys. What do you expect?
Dana rapped finally, "Stingrays baby… (baby)
Moulin Rouge… (0h)
Dana Cruz here…
Here's come the big finale, as they all sang. It was a powerful finish. Seriously.
"Creole Lady Marmalade Yes-ah…"
It was silent, and then… the loudest clapping you ever heard. Guess who was clapping the loudest?
Yeah, there's your clue, and if still don't know…then you make Nicole look like Einstein. Ok, clue number 2: Hottest guy at PCA.
We joined hands, and bowed…
We walked off stage, and we waved to some guys from PCA, until we got to Chase, Logan, Michael, and Stan.
"Well? How were we?" I asked, innocently. I wasn't expecting the kiss Chase gave me. I think Vanessa, Quinn, Nicole, Dana, and I paralysed him to death with our singing. I did kiss back however. Once again, Chase's kisses were nothing short of amazing. He pulled away. "I think in that kiss, you said, 'that was amazing… and oh my god! You need to do that again. You're still the best kisser and I love you.' Am I right, Chase?"
"Yes," Chase replied, as a grin formed on his face.
"Good, because I love you too," I replied, hugging him. He hugged me back. I don't ever want to apart from Chase's arms again. Two years is long enough.
"Hey Stan!" I said hugging my date. I hoped he'd be my boyfriend. He'd totally qualify as a boyfriend.
"Hi Nicole," Stan replied, and ohmigosh! He hugged me back. I pulled away, staring into the blues of his eyes. They were so pretty! "You were amazing out there…"
I feel my cheeks get warm. Am I blushing? I can't be blushing. I'm totally blushing!
"Thanks…"
We stood there. I could feel Stan staring at me, and I blushed harder. I would have been screaming and jumping and down from the compliment because Stan said he liked my singing, and I know I can sing but Stan said he liked it, but you know what he did?
Do you really wanna know?
HE KISSED ME! OH MY GOD! STAN KISSED ME!
I've died and gone to heaven.
And you know what…I kissed him right back. I'd be crazy not to. A cute boy (Stan)… plus me…yes, there will be kissing!
I walked over to Michael.
"Hey."
"Hey yourself," he replied. He's adorable with that smile of his. "You rocked it out there, 'Nessa."
He gave me a kiss on the cheek, and gave me a half-smile. I smiled back. I swear I think I feel my cheeks burning. Damn, I'm blushing. His brown eyes met mine, and I melted in them. I subconsciously found myself, drawing nearer to Michael. The distance between us was getting narrow with each passing second. Michael took my hands in his, as a tingle went up my spine.
"Michael," I managed to get out, my voice was barely a whisper. Our eyes fluttered closed… and bang! His lips met mine. You know what I did…
I kissed him back… and I liked it. The feeling of adrenaline as I felt his hands on my waist, and the pressure of his lips against mine…
The feel of his safe arms around me, and my arms around his neck…
My heart beating as fast as ever as my tongue mingled with his…
I liked it all…
A/N: This was my favourite chapter to write so far.
We'll get Dana and Logan next chapter, I just wanted to focus on Michael/Vanessa because frankly they're my favourite pairing to write about. I've been wanting to do that for a while now… make Michael and Vanessa kiss… but are they together now? Who knows? Oh, wait… I'm the authour. I do, but you don't. MUHAHAHA!
I just feel like a Logan/Dana mood, so I didn't write about them, but for all of the DL fans, there will be a lot next chapter. It'll be as long as this one, and maybe Logan and Vanessa's talk.
Since I have school coming up, I've decided that I will only update on the weekends. I know, you guys love my stories, but school work comes first. Sorry. Thanks so much for sticking to this story, but sadly, this is my least popular story to date.
So please review…
Recommended Story: Picture Perfect by chichicutie. That story is DEEP! The end of Chapter 4 was sad. I almost cried. Another one to read is Discovering Us and Guidance Counselling by Hopeless Romantic 86. Those stories rock too!
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--Erika