Remy stepped out of the shower. She ran her towel along her body in order to dry it. She ran her towel through her hair and, for a moment, became confused. She whipped her head to the mirror, in which time she remembered why her hair felt weirdly gone. She actually cut off her hair—it was bob-ish, but not the classic twenty's kind…it had a chic style to it that she liked. Allison said she like it too, so she was happy.
She finished drying herself and walked back into her room. "Babe?" She called, looking at the bed, seeing clothes laid out. "Do we have to go tonight?" She whined as she made her way downstairs.
Allison, who was in the kitchen fixing them some dinner, rolled her eyes and shook her head, "Yes! You're the one who wanted to go because and I quote, 'It's like Halloween, but not because it's summer!' You're the one who really, really wanted to go to late 50s-early 60s night with everyone. You are the one that got excited about me having to wear a poodle skirt…so excited that you drew out the pattern for it." She turned around with pointed eyes as she heard Remy walk in.
"Oh yeah…about that.." She drew on the counter, "Why are you always the girl when we dress up and go places? Why can't I be the girl?"
"Because Boo…" She began as she turned the stove off and poured their dinner onto their plates, "You're the one that chopped her hair off…" She said in a slightly singsong voice.
"HEY!" Remy put a finger in front of her girlfriend's face. "You said that you liked it! You said it was sexy!" She was almost panicky during her fit.
"Hmmhmm," Cameron giggled slightly under her breath. "I do think it's sexy, I just knew how it would bother you if I used that factor in this useless, hollow argument you're trying to start…"
Remy had been helping Allison get the plates and glasses and silverware to the table during her retort. She was opening her mouth to come back, but stopped short. Because she knew that if she argued, she would be proving her girlfriend right. She slumped in her seat and began eating her meal.
They had music going to the dinner wasn't completely silent, but Allison knew that she got Remy's goat. She was trying not to laugh during their meal, and in order to do that, she hurried through to start getting herself ready.
Remy had eaten as slowly as possible, giving Allison time to get ready in peace. She mumbled as she brought their dishes to the sink, "I still don't see why that just because I have the short hair now that I have to be the boy…"
"Oh my God! This argument is so old, and we haven't even begun yet!" Allison came in the kitchen again, exasperated already at her girlfriend's childish—yet adorable—antics.
The blonde shook her head, as her hands landed on her hips and she began pacing. She paused mid-pace, staring at the corner of a chair. As Remy took a breath to talk, Allison looked up. With that single look, she was able to make Remy's breath catch and her body scrunch up, like a turtle going inside its shell when it's scared.
Cameron sighed, "I guess…" she started tugging on her shirt, "I mean, I do kind of get tired of always being the girl when we do these things… I'll go change and put on your clothes, and then you can be the poodle skirt wearing swing dancing maniac. Okay?" Allison started for the stairs.
Remy stopped her, "NO!" She ran in front of the blonde. "I want to be the Greaser!" She started stuffing Allison's shirt back into her skirt.
"No, it's fine Babe. Don't act all noble. You be the girl tonight." She tried to pass Remy and go upstairs. "I'll court you tonight. It'll be fine! Fun even." She was unbuttoning her shirt.
"NOOO!" Remy stopped Allison, and started whining like a three-year-old at bedtime. "I WANNA BE THE GREASER!" She took a big breath and sighed as Allison pushed past her then followed her, stomping, to the bedroom. "I wanna whip out my comb at random times—don't say 'If I know what you mean'—and do the Danny Zuko dramatic hair comb-y thingah!" She said with no sign of stopping her tantrum.
Allison rolled her eyes. "My God, you're pissy tonight." She said blankley, "Thankfully, I know how to deal with a toddler." She stated passively as she walked over to the mirror to see how much fixing she needed to do to her outfit.
Remy looked at her with flared nostrils and a hint of a smile on her face, "I am not a toddler." She rebutted sitting on the side of her bed.
"Jesus Christ! Why are we argue-sating? Are you bored?" Allison turned and looked at her with big eyeballs and a minute hint of frustration.
"Maybe a little…I don't know." She shrugged as she patted the bed for Allison to sit next to her. Allison walked over and sat down waiting for Remy to talk. "I want to go…I really, really want to go, but I don't want all the other people that we don't go to school with to be there….they all stare at us…like..all the time. They just sit and stare and analyze and gossip and judge and..and…I ran out of words-what are you doing?" She asked after Allison had pushed her down on the bed and crawled on top of her in doggy position.
"Since when do you care what other people think? Your Remy Fucking Hadley!..shit!" She said, towering over the brunette with a grin on her face.
"I don't care…I'm just annoyed…And I know who I am God damn it!" She laughed a little bit at the way Allison had posed her question. Without any forewarning, she pulled on Allison's locked elbows and the blonde immediately fell on top of her. Remy instantly wrapped her arms around her to keep her from moving. "Baby, I thought we had to go to the party! But I mean, if you really want to get in my pants, I'm fine with that…" She started laughing at Allison's reaction.
"Hey! You pulled me! And I really wanna go! You hyped me up all this time! I wanna shag and swing and jive and jitterbug…I mean, I don't really know if those are all the same era, but I want to do it…" She had settled on Remy and kissed her in between each dance name, then quickly pulled from her as she said the last part of her sentence.
Remy stared at her for a second with a skeptical look. "You just wanna ride in Van's car…"
Allison had been fixing her hair and rearranging her outfit..again, and turned to her. She didn't start talking right away, then she grinned that 'you caught me' grin and spoke, "Aaaand, I wanna dance." She said simply, twisting her body back and forth to make her poodle skirt bubble.
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As it was, they went to the dance night. When they finally got there, the party was in full swing—pun intended.
Everyone they were meeting was already there…including House. During the second semester, Remy and House had taken a forensics class together—by accident of course—but neither wanted to change their schedules, so they put up with each other. It was even more awkward at first when they were partnered together, but they got through that. They are now at a point that they can be around each other. They wouldn't necessarily consider each other friends, but they've acclimated enough that they can be around each other.
They walked over to Lisa, Wilson and House. When Lisa saw them she burst out laughing. "Hahahooh my gosh! You two are sooo going to go parkin' tonight aren't you?" She asked, as she adapted to the pop language of the time.
Allison looked shocked and embarrassed. She hit Lisa and gasped, "NO! We're not! We haven' even gone to secon base yet!"
As they began talking, Remy walked over to House and Wilson, "What up Dudes?" She asked as she shoved her hand in her pockets and bounced from one side to the other in her stance.
Wilson laughed at her "male" behavior and House tried to hide a grin, but couldn't contain himself fully. "What's with the outfit?" He asked.
"Well, the dance contest is for couples, and they made silent rules that no skirts or pants could enter together…So…I'm the pants and she's the skirt…And it's like an extra Halloween for me, so…How could she not let me dress up?" Remy shrugged at her last statement.
Allison and Lisa who had been eavesdropping on them walked over to them. "Are you serious right now?" Allison asked her and Remy looked oh so pure and innocent, "I had to beg her—I begged her to come tonight…after all her pleading for like the last month! She changed her mind and was so damn adamant about not coming tonight, and now she's telling you that it's a second Halloween like she'd been saying before…You're ri-cock-ulous!" Allison shook her head.
Remy grinned and wrapped her arms around her, "Aww, I love you to Babe." She leaned in and kissed her. "Come one." She took her girlfriend's hand, "Let's go sign up for the dance contest."
Allison let Remy pull her away. As they were approaching the line to the desk, the blonde decided to start in on her girlfriend, "Remy and House sitting in a tree."
"Shut up." Remy rolled her eyes.
"So…" Allison waited until Remy focused on her face, "Should I be worried about him stealing you from me. You two have become quite chummy since you had criminology…"
"Shut up." Remy said in the same tone as she stood on her tiptoes to see how much longer they had to wait.
"It's a serious question. I don't wanna be that girl that doesn't realize that she's being cheated on…" She was trying to hold in her laugh.
"Ok seriously…" She thought about saying yes just to piss her off, but decided against it. "Shut up." She finished and pecked her on the cheek.
"Babe…" Allison wanted more than 'shut up.'
"What?" She looked anywhere but at Allison, "We're…acquaintances…"
"Acquaintances?"
"Yeah…" She looked at her girlfriend, "we're not going to not socialize with each other when everyone else we hang out with is around, but we're certainly not going to call each other when we're the ones calling the hangout sessions…" She shrugged and wiped her nose as she turned back in the line. It was their turn. "Hi." She bent over and signed them up.
"Here are your number tags, Dear." The old woman said. "Just where is your partner?" She started looking around.
"Right here…" Remy looked at her blankly as she began pinning Allison's numbers on her.
The woman looked between the two. "Oh…" She smiled, and leaned in to whisper, "I hope you two win." She winked as she went back to giving back numbers.
Allison and Remy looked at each other after the exchange with the woman. They were grinning as they walked away.
The contest began and they were off. Neither House nor Foreman joined because…well they didn't have dates technically, but they were hitting on girls that appeared to be interested.
Remy and Allison got pretty far into the contest, but alas, they were pulled away for "unsportsmanlike conduct"…meaning making out with vigor on the dance floor instead of dancing.
Allison was pushing Remy away as her fiery temper started going off, "OH FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! What the hell did we do? We were still dancing!"
The referee just kept telling them to get off his dance floor.
"Babe! Chill out!" She said as she finally got her over to one of the tall tables.
Foreman and House came over shortly after. "What's wrong Thirteen? They not like your public displays of affection?" Foreman asked as House gave an 'Oh snap' and hi-fived him.
"Fuck you!" Thirteen flipped them both off.
"Oooohoohoohoohoo" The both said, much like the T-Birds would in Grease and they walked away laughing and satisfied that they had given her enough of a hard time.
Remy shook her head. "We should still be out there. We should win."
Allison laughed, "I don't know about you, but I've already won."
Remy laughed "Wow, corny much?"
Allison looked at her with a hint of a smile, "I'm going outside." She said as she turned and walked away, swaying her hips like she did when she wanted sex.
Remy inhaled deeply and bit her bottom lip as she watched Allison walk outside. She caught the blonde's eyes as Allison looked up and grinned while she turned the corner. Remy walked over to the bar and got a Coca-Cola…it was a real glass bottle, how could she resist? She walked outside to find the blonde leaning against the railing, looking out to the darkened waves of the beach.
"Nice night." Remy said as she leaned against the railing a couple feet away.
"Yeah, I guess so." She said as she glanced at Remy and back out to the ocean.
"Do you uh…you come here often?" Remy asked as she got a little closer to Allison.
Allison looked over to her and stared for a second, "Only when I know I can put up with being hit on…" She trailed off, slightly annoyed.
"Do you think I'm hitting on you?" Remy questioned looking at her with a charming smile before turning to her drink and swirling it around.
"Let me guess. You're way too cool to hit on someone. The girls, they just come flocking to you, and you have no idea why…" Allison stated plainly.
She had a certain arrogance about her that Remy was pulled to. "You're right so far. But you forgot about the part when the only girl I want is the girl that doesn't want to be around me…" The taller girl quickly moved to the shorter girl's back and wrapped her arms around her, "until she realizes that we're made for each other." Remy finished as she tightened her grip on the blonde.
"You know…that sounds kind of familiar…" Allison stopped playing and cuddled into the brunette's hold.
"I wonder why that is…" Remy trailed off and trailed kisses down the blonde's neck and shoulder.
Elvis Presley's "Love Me Tender" started playing from the main floor and Remy began swaying them with the music. Allison turned around so that she could face her lover, and soon, she put her head on her shoulder and held her as close as possible.
A few songs later—admittedly most were upbeat, however, that didn't stop them from dancing slowly—the couple stopped their slow dancing altogether, and Remy leaned slightly against the railing, holding her girlfriend. Allison looked up at Remy, "I feel like Cinderella…" She whispered, not wanting to break the aura they had created.
"Cinderella? Why do you feel like Cinderella?" She asked, in the same soft voice.
"Because the soundtrack fits us…at least two..three of the songs do…" She explained, then she began singing one of the songs in mind, "Do I love you because you're beautiful? Or are you beautiful because I love you?"
Remy scoffed slightly with a smile, "No." She whispered, not believing that Allison was really singing this song to her…this was a song she should be singing to her counterpart…
Allison picked up on this, "Oh yes Baby." She inhaled and began singing again before Remy could object, "Am I making believe I see in you a girl to lovely to be true?"
Remy took the song over, and sang just as lightly as Allison, "Do I want you because you're wonderful, or are you wonderful because I want you?"
Allison joined her love for the last line of the verse, "Are you the sweet invention of a lover's dream? Or are you really as beautiful as you seem?"
Allison leaned up and kissed the brunette, "I love you." She said quietly.
"I love you" Remy's reply followed just as quietly.
An unknown amount of time later, Lisa and Wilson came out to see the two of them still holding each other.
"Ahh, you guys don't need to be sore losers…at least someone you know won!" Wilson said as he held up his and Lisa's trophy.
"Congratulations guys." Remy said as Allison turned in her arms to face them.
"Have you guys really been pouting this whole time?" Lisa asked with a raised brow.
"No…" Allison looked at her like she was taking crazy pills, then realized that House must've said that to them.
"Then what's been going on?" Wilson asked with the same questioning brow.
Remy gave him a look that told him it was none of their business, but he probably took it as something else.
"Oh." He answered.
"Well…everyone's cleaning up inside, do you guys want to come over and celebrate with us?" Lisa asked as she gestured for them to come inside with them.
"Uhhh…" Remy looked at her girlfriend's face, and it looked like she just wanted to go to one of their homes…probably her own, and continue what they were doing. "Nah, I think we're just gonna go home and go to bed."
"Oh what's the matter Thirteen? Can't handle losing?" Foreman asked.
"Hahahahaha" Remy said sarcastically.
"I don't think she can. I think she's really pissed underneath…come on Thirteen. Release the kraken. Let's see what you're really made of." House prodded to no avail.
All Remy did was roll her eyes, and laugh at House's kraken comment. Allison, on the other hand told him to shut up, which he did promptly…he was still trying to get back on her good side.
Everyone said their goodbyes, but Remy got distracted as she saw that the band was still there. She'd always wanted to sing with a band band…like that kind of band band at least…so she waltzed over there and asked if she could sing with them before they packed up.
Being her charming self, she got what she wanted, and soon she was singing Ol' Blue Eyed Frank Sinatra's "That's Life."
"That's life, that's what all the people say.
You're riding high in April,
Shot down in May
But I know I'm gonna change that tune,
When I'm back on top, back on top in June.
I said that's life, and as funny as it may seem
Some people get their kicks,
Stompin' on a dream
But I don't let it, let it get me down,
'Cause this fine ol' world it keeps spinning around
I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate,
A poet, a pawn and a king.
I've been up and down and over and out
And I know one thing:
Each time I find myself, flat on my face,
I pick myself up and get back in the race.
That's life
I tell ya, I can't deny it,
I thought of quitting baby,
But my heart just ain't gonna buy it.
And if I didn't think it was worth one single try,
I'd jump right on a big bird and then I'd fly
I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate,
A poet, a pawn and a king.
I've been up and down and over and out
And I know one thing:
Each time I find myself laying flat on my face,
I just pick myself up and get back in the race
That's life
That's life and I can't deny it
Many times I thought of cutting out
But my heart won't buy it
But if there's nothing shakin' come this here July
I'm gonna roll myself up in a big ball and die
My, My"
When she was finished, all her friends—and acquaintances, and the rest of the staff gave them a round of applause. She made her way back over to Allison, who perched herself up on a barstool.
"So that's life huh?" She asked as she stirred her Shirley Temple.
"Yeah…but you're mine." She said as she took her hand and they made their way to the car.
AN: Okay. So…there it is. FINALLY COMPLETE! I'm sorry I took soooooo damn long with this one…I've had a lot of distractions lately aside from school..imaginex3, you know what I'm talking about… I do hope you liked it despite my lack of updating for long periods of time… I do have two more ideas though, so I'll be posting the start of the next one soon..I just hope you guys don't kill me for the beginning…heehee. As always please tell me what you think!