JILL VALENTINE
It's Friday! Piers' party is at eight and I'm super fucking excited! It's my first real date with Chris, one where everyone will see! We're at lunch, Helena and Piers are sitting inside alone, I guess talking about the party. Chris has his arm around my neck as we sit on the table. "You two are coming right," Chris asks. "Yeah! That Helena chick is hot! Wouldn't miss a chance to get with her," Forest smiles. "You're such an asshole," I look around Chris' huge muscles. He shrugs and smiles. "What about you Richard," I ask. "Yeah, I mean... I have no date but neither does the birthday boy," he shrugs. I sigh, not because I was upset, just because I could. "We should find someone for Piers," I suggest. "That's a terrible idea," Chris says. "What?! Why," I ask, offended. "Don't get involved in his love life, besides, I don't know anyone else that's gay in the school," he says. "Ugh... I won't," I tell him. "Good, let's just focus on you and me," he places his lips on my forehead. I smile up at him and we just look at each other. "Oh god! Please stop," Forest yells. I roll my eyes at him and lean against Chris' chest.

School's out, I see Piers and Helena walking outside of school. The two are holding hands. I run and catch up, "Hey guys!" "Oh hey Jill," Piers waves. "So tonight's going to be fucking amazing," I yell. "Yeah it is! Especially because I planned it," Helena smiles. "Good music," I ask Piers. "Yeah, it's all dance music," he says happily. "No slow dance songs," I raise an eyebrow. "Nope! Sorry," he shrugs. "Good! Hate that shit," I yell. "Of course you do," he closes his eyes and shakes his head laughing. "You have your clothes," Helena asks. "Yep, this party's going to be the shit!" The three of us nod in agreement. We arrive at the house, Helena and Piers heading into his. I run upstairs and quickly change into my short jean shorts and blue bikini top. This is going to be so much fun! I see Piers through my window. Helena's in the room with him. I raise an eyebrow as Piers takes off his shirt and Helena moves over. She has some kind of can in her hand. He laughs as she coats the pink substance on her hand. She begins to trace his muscles with the stuff, which I guess is body paint. Piers looks over at me and when Helena's finished he walks to the window. "You're getting some too," he yells. "Ew why," I ask. "To glow," he yells back, "We're coming over!" I run downstairs hoping to beat them, but they were already running up the cement walkway. They burst through the door, Helena still holding the can. "AH stay back," I grab an umbrella. "Stop! We just want to paint you," Piers yelled, following my dramatic acting.

Helena coated her fingers in it, this time it was blue, and threw it at me. "Oh no! I was hit," I fall to the ground with my amazing (terrible) acting. Helena and Piers run over and take the opportunity to trace designs on my torso. "Ugh, won't this stuff rub off on everything," I ask. "No, just if you sweat," Helena smiles as she recovers the can. "Ugh it feels weird," I shake my arms as if that will make it come off. Piers laughs. "Okay, see you later," Piers heads out the door. "Wait, you attack me with body paint and then you just leave," I ask. "Yep, see you at the party!" I shake my head and close the door behind the two. Fucking weirdest shit ever! I try to rub off the paint, but it's no use without having to take a shower. Soon enough, it's six thirty and Chris pulls up in his car. Piers and Helena had left at around six. I run outside and get into his passenger seat. "What the hell is that on your chest," he asks as I buckle in. He's in a pair of shorts that reached his mid thighs and nothing else but shoes. I think they were the jean shorts I gave him last week. "Ugh! Body paint! Stupid Piers and Helena made me wear it!" He laughs a little, and I roll my eyes, "Can we just go! This is going to be fun!" "Alright calm down," he smiles, "We'll go." He starts to drive down the block.

"So, you gunna' dance," I ask. "Maybe," he smiles as he drives. "You look cute," I say. He laughs, "I look like a stripper... You too." "Shut up," I laugh. "You have the name too: Next up MRS. VALENTINE. All the guys throwing singles at you as you walk out on stage." "You're disgusting," I yell still smiling. We pull up in front of the place. "Are Forest and Richard coming," I ask. "I think so, there better not be only girls here," he sighs, "I need someone to talk to!" I laugh, "Don't worry... I'll be your guy for tonight." He flares his nostrils and I laugh as I step out of the car. A valet meets us and Chris talks to him while I walk to the entrance. "Name," a man with a clipboard asks. "Jill Valentine," I tell him, he quickly looks over the list and Chris walks over. "Alright, go ahead," he says. "Name," he asks Chris as I walk through the door. I look at my watch, it was only six forty-five. We were early.

Chris finally catches up to me. "We early," he asks. "Yes Chris... That's why no ones here," I say slowly. "Shut up Jill," he yells. I shake my head and we walk to the back. It's a nice place, big and roomy. "Jill," I hear Piers yell from behind and his arms are soon around my neck as he jumps around. "What's wrong with you," I ask him. "Nothing! Just excited," he smiles. "Looking good Chris," he smiles. "Ugh," Chris moans. Helena walks over and laughs with the rest of us. "Well, I need to finish setting up. You two can pick a table," he says. Helena and Piers both disappear behind the scenes and Chris walks me over to a table. "So... Our first date," he says holding out a chair. "Yeah... What made you wait 'til now to ask me out," I truly wondered. "Well... I was really nervous at first. I've been thinking about it for a while," he smiles. "Me too," I blush. "Well, Piers came up to me and convinced me to do it," he admits. I laugh, "Of course he did!"
"Why," Chris asks confused. "Because... He ships us," I tell him. "Ship," he asked confused again. "Yeah... It's like, um. Putting two people together, it's more for video games or books, but Piers is taking it farther," I laugh. Chris smiles, "Ship? I like how they have a term for it." A few minutes later, a group of kids show up. They're all guys, but they don't look like they're from school. Piers comes out and sees them all. "Hey guys! Glad you made it," he said. After a long greeting with them, he came over to our table. "You guys comfortable," he asks. "Yeah," I tell him, "Who are they?" "Oh! Those are my friends from New York! Hold on, more guests," he walks off. Music starts to play, it's an instrumental club song. "Do you know how to dance Chris," I ask over the song. "No... Not really," he says honestly. I look over to the New York kids. They're mostly white, one hispanic and one black kid in the group. "Bet he could dance," I motion my head towards the black kid without being too obvious. Chris laughs, "So racist!" I laugh back. More kids from school came in, Sheva walking over to us. "Hey Sheva," I yell. "I feel naked," she looks concerned. "Calm down Sheva," I smile, "You look beautiful!" She smiles, "Thanks Jill!"

PIERS NIVANS
I watched as more people flooded the room. Helena comes out from where the computer was playing the music. "Go on," she shooed, "Enjoy your party!" I notice two people dancing on the floor, Sheva and Jill. Sheva's into the music, but Jill looks a little tense still. I join them, Jill smiling as she saw me start dancing next to her. Sheva has her hands up, her eyes closed as she moves. More people crowded the dance floor after me. Jill runs off and is soon back with Chris. He wasn't the worst dancer, but he was pretty bad. He made up for it with energy I guess. He mostly did a two step and a clap, with an added fist pump depending on the song. He just looked amazing though. I couldn't help but stare sometimes. Jill would shoot me a dirty look, but then smile mouthing, "It's your birthday!" By the end of the night, I'm sitting at the 'bar' that only served soda. Jill comes over, "You okay?" "Yeah... Fine," I sigh. "What's wrong," she asked. "Nothing, just tired," I smile. Helena comes over, "Club meeting over here?" Jill laughs. "No, getting tired," I tell her. "Well this is the last song," she says before Fucking Perfect, by P!nk starts playing. Chris walks over to us, "Wanna' dance?" I look to Jill, who isn't responding. "Jill," I ask. "He's not talking to me," she says and I look back at Chris. His hand is out towards me. I blush and almost shit my fucking pants! "Me," I ask. "Yes you stupid," Chris smiles. Helena pushes me into him. I blush, "Um." Chris smiles again and takes my hand, bringing me to the dance floor. I can't move when we get there.

I'm so fucking embarrassed and look to Jill. She puts a thumbs up, and Chris starts to dance. The song is kind of slow but fast at the same time, so it's hard to dance with him too, but we do it. I should've put one slow song to end the night. Would've made this so much better! I know he was doing this to be nice, and I was so fucking happy. The bulge in my pants showed that! I tried my best to hide it while dancing, and I don't think anyone realized. The song ends and I look up at Chris. He's smiling and moves closer whispering, "Happy Birthday!" I blush and Helena comes over, Chris heading back to Jill. "Come on! Let's change, we're going out with Chris and Jill," Helena pulls me away. "What? It's like eleven," I tell her. "Exactly, we'll hangout with them and then go back home! We're just going to the park!" "Fine," she convinced me.