| Fan Fiction |
by juicyy
�So this Jimmy guy is the guy who gave you the roses?� Alec asked after he listened intently to Vicki�s story.
She bit her bottom lip and nodded her head submissively. �I�m sorry, I should�ve told you earlier but I didn�t think it was that important. Are you mad?�
Alec�s nostril flared as he responded with a nod. Vicki could feel her heart sink as she stared down at the table, afraid of looking in Alec�s in the eyes.
�I�m not mad at you,� he suddenly said, �I�m mad at that �Vic� guy, and I�m even more pissed at Jimmy. He thinks he can be your Superman? Through my dead body!�
�Oh my god, loser! You had me scared for a second.� Vicki exclaimed, playfully kicking Alec in the shin, completely forgetting about the mess Vic had caused earlier.
�Owww,� Alec yelped, �you kicked by bruise!�
Vicki covered her mouth with a hand, mumbling, �Sorry, I�m so sorry. Do you need a bandage?�
Alec looked like he was about to cry as he pouted, �No...But you can kiss it better.� As soon as he saw Vicki�s expression, he broke out into uncontrollable laughter.
�I hate you, Alec Su! Stop joking! You almost gave me a heat attack!� She screamed, disregarding the presence of other people in the restaurant.
�I�m sorry,� Alec said in between laughter, �I couldn�t help it. But you fooled me too! So this is just payback.�
Vicki grabbed her bag and pretended to leave. It was her turn to mess with him.
Worked like a charm, since Alec immediately stood up and ran after her. �You know I�m kidding, baby. Don�t be mad.�
Slapping her boyfriend upside the head, Vicki teased, �Gosh, you�re gullible aren�t you?�
Alec�s eyes bugged out when he saw the smirk across Vicki�s adorable face. �I can�t believe I fell for that!�
�That�s right, sucker!� she sneered.
�Fine, since I love you so much, I don�t mind being your sucker. But you have to promise me that you�ll never keep anything from me anymore,� Alec simpered. Holding out his pinky, he said, �Pinky Swear?�
Vicki smiled as she intertwined her pinky with Alec�s, which was twice her size. �I swear. There will be no more secrets between us. But it has to be both ways. Deal?�
�Deal,� Alec agreed, placing a kiss on Vicki�s hand.
Vicki grinned and said, �Now can we go watch �Just Like Heaven?��
Alec pretended to contemplate something in his head then replied, �Well, since you did keep such a big thing from me, I�m gonna punish you by making you come to my house and watch, not one, but all three-Terminator!� His face presented the most devious grin, since he knew Vicki couldn�t stand Arnold Schwarzenegger.
She clung onto Alec�s arm and whined. But too bad, Alec had to be firm since this may be his only chance to make her watch the movies he wanted too.
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Niki didn�t so much as make eye contact with Kevin the entire day after that meeting. Who told him to yell at her in front of all those people? Then again, who told her to interrupt him during his presentation? Being a tenacious girl, she would never be the one to apologize, so it�s all up to Kevin to work his charm.
Making sure everyone had left the unit and Niki was the only person left, Kevin decided to pull out his secret weapon: a Gucci purse. How did he get it so fast? Let�s just say he was planning on giving it to her on their one month anniversary, but this was the best time as any to bring it out. Desperate times calls for desperate measure.
As she made way towards her Celica, Niki�s eyes were immediately attracted to the bag sitting on top of the car�s roof. Due to her curious nature she quickly picked up the bag and started gushing as soon as Niki realized it was the purse of her dreams perched right on top of her car.
�I knew you�d like it,� Kevin snickered as he popped out from behind a parked car.
�Is this your idea of an apology?� Niki�s eyes were wide with astonishments, �Humph! You think this could make me forget about what happened in there today? You just can�t think you can distract me with a new toy!� Niki stomped her foot angrily, still clutching onto the handbag.
Kevin scratched the back of this head and shrugged, �Dammit, I was hoping this would work, but since you don�t want it, I�ll just take it back.� He was obviously teasing her. Kevin knew Niki all too well.
She hugged the bag close to her chest and sneered, �No way! You can�t be an Indian giver!�
�Well, does that mean you�ve forgiven me for getting mad at you by taking the gift?� Kevin looked at Niki, who was trying to keep a straight face. She was so adorable.
Niki replied with a slight pout and whined, �Just because I�m accepting this, doesn�t mean I�ve forgiven you! You embarrassed me in there.�
Kevin walked up to his childish girlfriend, placing his hands on her waist. Pulling her closer to him, he pleaded, �Come on, I�m sorry. You don�t want a pushover for a boyfriend, do you? I was only doing my job. I�ll try not to lose my temper anymore.�
Kevin tried to give Niki his most adorable puppy dog face, which made her feel weak in the knees.
She stuck out her bottom lip and pouted, �I�ll forgive you if you do one thing for me.�
Squinting his eyes suspiciously and asked, �What now princess?�
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�There is no way I�m wearing this tomorrow!� Kevin gaged as he studied himself in the mirror.
Trying to hold back her laughter, Niki exclaimed, �Come on, Kev. You look cute, plus it�s halloween! You�re supposed to look dorky!�
�Not this dorky! Honey, this just isn�t my colour.� Kevin was right, dressed up like a bright orange pumpkin did not flatter his skin tone, but it did bring out his eyes. He did look cute with his arms poking out of the holes in the puffy pumpkin body complete with a bright green hat.
Niki placed her hands on her hips, pretending to admire Kevin, �It�s either this or the clown outfit.� She knew how much he hated clowns.
�Aw, come on. I�ll be the laughing stock of the entire unit. Isn�t there any other way to make you forgive me? How about I get you another handbag? Chanel this time?�
Niki shook her head stubbornly, �Psht. You have to buy me bags even when I�m not mad at you. Like I said, it�s either the pumpkin or the clown?�
Kevin closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The things he would do for this girl. �Fine,� he yelled. And he said he wasn't a pushover.
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Gigi made a fanning motion with her hands, pretending to fan away smoke as soon as Jessica angrily pushed her way to the locker room.
�Who had the nerve to make our Queen of Cool, hot?� She asked, pulling a water bottle out of her bag at the same time.
�Stupid Captain tight-ass! I wish I could shove my foot up his ass!� Jessica squealed as she threw her tote bag onto the bench.
Gigi laughed and shook her head as the two girls made their way to the yoga gym, �Oh dear, what did he do now?�
Jessica fumed as she placed her water bottle and towel near the back of her mat once they entered the room, �He�s just being an unreasonable tight-ass captain.�
�Well, it looks like your unreasonable tight-ass captain is here to apologized,� Gigi exclaimed, pointing towards the entrance.
She was right, there was Louis dressed in track pants and a muscle shirt making way towards Jessica�s direction. Lucky for him, there was an empty mat right next to hers.
Before another word could come out of Gigi�s mouth, Jessica shot her a deadly look followed by a trail of venom from her lips. �Don�t you talk to him!�
All the girls in the room were swooning over the hot new stranger who just entered the class. The skin tight muscle shirt was enough to make any girl melt. But Jessica remained firm. It�s going to take more than a muscle shirt to break and melt this block of ice.
�Jess,� Louis whispered loudly, hoping to get a reaction out of her, but not the attention of everyone else.
He knew she saw him come in, but she didn�t so much as look at him, let alone talk to him. Actually, Louis did get a reaction from her. Jessica scooted from the mat she was standing at to another one, farthest away from him, dragging Gigi along with her. She gave Louis a look of empathy as she followed Jessica to the other side of the room. He quickly trailed after his girlfriend, but unfortunately there were no available mats near her.
�Jessica, I�m really sorry about before, but I was only doing my job. I promise I�ll try to persuade the chief to ease off on Hawick,� Louis stammered, as he stood in front of her. Jessica looked as if she saw right past him, like he was invisible. No doubt about it, Jessica was giving Louis the silent treatment.
His presence caught the attention of the pretty female instructor at the front of the room.
�Well, it looks like we have a new student. Will everyone give him a warm welcome?� She said, clapping her hands, followed by the sound of applause coming from everyone in the room. Except Jessica of course.
Louis hated being put on the spot and began to blush uncontrollably at the sound of claps.
�As our new member, you get the honour of being front and centre,� the instructor said, happily pointing to the mat in directly front of her, in the range of vision of everyone in the class.�My name is Fiona Yuen, but you can just call me Fiona.�
Louis looked over in Jess�s direction, and still no acknowledgement of his presence whatsoever. He had no other choice but to make his way towards the empty mat at the front of the room. Louis could feel all the pair of amatory eyes from all the ladies in the room fixed on him since he was in the convenient view of everyone.
�So we�ll begin with our warm-ups,� Fiona said in a bubbly tone.
Louis looked at the people around him and awkwardly tried to mimic their techniques. Goofy was the only expression to describe Louis�s klutzy movements.
�Gosh Jess, maybe you should ease up on Louis. He went out of his way to come here to see you. You know how much of a man he is and now he�s here in an all-girls yoga class.� Gigi was right. Jessica couldn�t ignore the fact that Louis is here for her, even if it means doing something that he didn�t want to.
But the angel on her shoulder was defeated by the devil on her other shoulder. �No way, he deserves this embarrassment for being such an ass. This will teach him a lesson.�
Gigi surrendered to Jessica�s hard head and sighed as she continued her warm-up.
�Ok everyone, it�s time to start our usual routine,� Fiona proclaimed, �will everyone pair up, please?�
As everyone stood across from their partner, the only person left standing alone was poor Louis, oh, and this lady, who was a little on the pudgy side.
�Jennifer, why don�t you come to the front and partner up with our new member?� Fiona suggested, pointing to Louis.
The lady named Jennifer looked like she just won a lottery as she waddled to Louis�s mat. Who wouldn�t be happy to be partners with Louis?
This day was just getting worse and worse. First he gets his girlfriend mad, now he has to be partners with this monster of a woman. Louis looked like he was about to cry. Jessica couldn�t help but crack a smile at Louis who was caught in this situation.
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�Is aunty Michelle going to come with us Trick-or-Treating tomorrow?� Jacky asked as he looked up at Ron with big hopeful eyes.
Ron stopped flipping through his car magazine at the moment he heard Jacky mention Michelle�s name.
�I don�t know buddy, why don�t you go next door and ask her.� Maybe using Jacky to get Michelle to spend time with him was probably the perfect, most brilliant plan.
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�Hey Jacky, what are you doing here?� Michelle said sweetly after finding his adorable face when she opened the door.
Jacky gave her his biggest smile and asked, �Will you come trick-or-treating with me and uncle Ron tomorrow?�
Michelle puffed out her cheeks. Poking Jacky�s nose, she asked, �Is this your idea or Ron�s idea?�
�Both of us,� he exclaimed, �Uncle Ron said he needed help taking care me, since I�m such a rebel.�
Trying to sound casual and hold in her laughter, Michelle replied, �Rebel? Did Ron teach you to say that?� She paused, the cooking of a naoughty sheme was drawn all over her face. �Hmmm, I�ll go. But only if Ron wears this.� She quickly rushed into the hall closet and pulled out a big green costume.
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�Ow, ooo, that�s smart!� Louis squealed as Jessica rubbed ointment on his ankle.
�Shut up, baby. Pressure is the only way to get rid of the bruise.� Jessica tried to hold in her laughter as she continued to rub Louis�s swollen skin. Poor boy. If that lady fell on you during the exercise, you�d bruise like a peach too.
�I was only trying to get you to talk to me,� Louis said through breaks of groaning.
Jessica scrunched her face and shook her head, �Who told you to come?�
�You did. Well, I wanted to see you and apologize,� Louis said sullenly, �OWWW!!!� Jessica could�ve caused his ankle to break if she pressed any harder.
�You were being a butthead. Serves you right!� Louis could see a little smile appear at the corner of Jessica�s cherry shaped lips.
�Does that mean you forgive me?� Louis asked hopefully while Jessica continued to rub his ankle.
Contemplating the answer, it took Jessica a moment to reply, but she finally said, �Maybe.�
�Only maybe? I hurt myself for you. Please forgive me, with a cherry on top?� Louis pleaded.
�I hate cherries,� Jessica said as she stopped rubbing, getting up from the bench, �And you made me miss half of my yoga class.�
Trying to follow her, Louis accidentally tripped and fell on his ankle for the second time. Two injuries in one spot caused Louis�s scream to pierce through the entire building, shattering any piece of glass that happened to be in the soundwave's reach.
Lying on the ground, groaning in agony, Jessica rush to Louis's side and helped him to the bench. �You loser, I was only putting the ointment away.�
�I thought you were gonna leave me here.� Louis confessed. What a baby. Who would�ve thought he was captain of an entire police department.
This time, Jessica bursted out into uncontrollable hysterics, �Dorkface, I�m right here and always will be. No matter how much of a jackass you are!�
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�She said what?� Ron yelped as soon as he heard Jacky repeating the exact words Michelle said.
�You have to dress up like Tinker Bell or she�s not gonna come with us,� Jacky reinstated, holding up the Tinker Bell costume. He was making sure Ron heard him and saw the costume clearly.
He immediately sprung up from the couch and raced to the other side of the hall while grabbing the costume out of Jacky�s hand.
Michelle could anticipate Ron�s debut, so she waited at the door, swinging it open before Ron had the chance to bang on it.
�What�s the meaning of this? How am I supposed to wear this in public?� Ron yelled as he shoved the outfit into Michelle�s face.
She shrugged as she teased, �Why not? It fits my uncle, so I�m guessing it�ll fit you.�
�Oh ya? Two can play this game.� Ron instantly rushed back into his house and came back with a huge bag.
�Sure, I�ll go as Tinker Bell. If you wear what�s in this bag,� Ron challenged.
�What is this moron up to?� Michelle thought to herself. But if she wanted to see Ron in a Tinker Bell outfit, Michelle had to take a big gamble. �Fine!�
�Shake on it. Jacky is our witness!� Ron said triumphantly.
After Michelle and Ron had shook hands, he handed the bag over to her. Her eyes almost fell out of her sockets once she saw what the costume was.
�You want me to go dressed as this?� Michelle shrieked.
Ron nodded assertively, �Yup, no backing out now. We shook on it, right Jacky?�
�Right! Yay, now we can all go trick-or-treating tomorrow!� Jacky cheered joyously.
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