Gail knocked on the bathroom door, "hey Trace I need your help. There's this creep that won't leave me alo-" she got cut off when the door swung open not revealing her friend. She was easily pulled into the bathroom due to her tipsy -more than tipsy- state. After straightening out she got a good look at the person who was not Traci. Gail was stunned for a moment, it was the girl she'd been admiring the whole night. The gorgeous brunette with the lopsided grin that sent fireflies through her stomach. The girl who had her burning with jealousy as she sexily danced with someone who wasn't her.

"What're you doing?" she spat the question.

"You said there was a creep and I might not be Trace but I could help. If you want." the brunette suddenly seemed self conscious and looked to the floor.

"If you're up for pretending to be my girlfriend then sure."

Her head popped up, her cheeks were flushed. "Y-your girlfriend?" This girl seemed a lot more confident than this when she was grinding with some redhead. Gail wondered what had gotten her so shy.

"Yeah, I told him I'm gay and he didn't believe me so I said that my girlfriend was in the bathroom." she explained. "I'm Gail by the way."

"Holly"

Gail smiled. There was a moment of silence as the two looked each other over. Suddenly there was a bang at the door, pulling them out of their gaze.

"Hey blondie, you in there?" a man's voice slurred loudly as he continued to slam a fist against the door.

She looked to Holly, silently asking if she was in or not. The brunette intertwined their fingers and started for the door. "Oh, one thing." Holly stopped in front of her and timidly ran her long fingers through Gail's short blonde hair, effectively messing it up and then did the same to her own. She pulled the one corner of her shirt up and slipped her hand into Gail's again. Gail marveled at the contrast of their skin, hers was so much more pale compared to the brunette's tan skin.

Gail opened the door to find the drunken creep leaning in the doorway, waiting.

"Told you."

"I saw her earlier, dancing with some redhead. There's no way she's your girlfriend blondie." he pointed an accusing finger at Holly with a satisfied smirk.

"She likes to dace." Gail shrugged.

The creep raised an eyebrow, obviously not buying into it. "Without her girlfriend and all over someone else?"

Gail was at a loss for words, unable to think of a reply. Seeing this Holly piped up, "she doesn't like to dance. Isn't that right babe?" When she finished she ran her nose along Gail's jaw and kissed behind her ear, making a shiver run down her back.

She didn't trust her voice so she nodded her agreement, hoping he would take it and leave. Well the gods must have been on Gail's side because he scoffed and turned away, throwing an 'I'll be watching you' over his shoulder.
Happy with the distance Gail spoke "would you mind keeping the act up?" and added a babe teasingly with a smile. Holly smiled back.

"Spending the rest of the night pretending to be your girlfriend? No I wouldn't mind at all." she replied with a glint in her hypnotizing brown eyes. Gail was lost in awe before Holly pulled her out of it with a tug on their clasped hands. Drinks, just what she needed.

After a few shots of tequila they settled down in the basement, where the music was quite enough she could hear herself think and more importantly she could hear her 'girlfriend' if they were close enough. So not only was Gail sitting in Holly's lap to keep up appearances, but she also got to have the brunette breathing in her ear so they could talk. They sat in an old recliner with Gail leaning into Holly, flying in the clouds from the sent of each other as she played with Holly's -very- soft hair.

Gail found herself getting braver as the alcohol kicked in and started to kiss the girl's neck. She'd been wanting to do it the entire night and it was right there, begging for her to taste it. Heat ran through her when Holly moaned and so she continued with a bite, quickly running her tongue over the crescent to lessen the sting. Gail swung her left leg over so she could straddle the brunette and looked into darkened brown eyes.

"You're really trying to sell this aren't you?" Holly asked breathlessly.

Gail smirked, "nothing to sell nerd. I've been wanting to do this all night."

She licked her lips and smiled. "I'm glad you said that." And before Gail could ask why she was being pulled down into a kiss. Yep, just as she thought. Holly was delicious and intoxicating and soft and she was going to be in trouble with this one.