| Fan Fiction |
by juicyy
Bobby�s mouth shaped into a wide �o� as his eyes darted over to the direction of Sonija�s boyfriend�s. Derek and a girl around her mid-twenties were committing the worst crime of PDA ever witnessed by anyone. Lucky for Derek, Bobby was a cop because if he wasn�t, that two-timing jerk would have a big fat lip right about now.
Drops of tears formed at the corner of Sonija�s eyes as she turned around and ran in the other direction, away from the heart-wrenching scene. Bobby dropped all the bags of groceries he was carrying and immediately ran after her.
�Sonija wait!� He yelled, trying to catch up to her.
She continued to run until her legs gave away, making her tumble down onto the cold cement.
Each tear that fell from Sonija�s eyes were like cuts to Bobby�s heart. He knelt down so that he was face to face with her. All he could do was let her cry. After all, crying is the best way to get rid of your frustration. Unexpectedly, Sonija collapsed onto Bobby�s shoulders. At first he didn�t know what to do, but then he gradually brought his hands to her back, stroking it gently.
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It was 10:00pm, the night before the banquet. Michelle layed awake in bed with her eyes glued to the ceiling. She couldn�t understand why Ron was randomly popping into her mind. She thought back to what little Jacky told her in the car the other day.
�Does Ron really like me?� Michelle thought to herself. �That�s impossible, he only said those things to cheer me up.�
Her train of thought was interrupted by Niki, who happened to burst into the room with a towel wrapped around her head after taking her routine nightly showers.
Seeing that Michelle was still up, Niki sat on the edge of her sisters bed and asked nosily, �Why were you avoiding Ron all day today? You guys didn�t so much as make eye contact with each other.�
Michelle answered Niki�s question with a question of her own, �Shouldn�t you be calling Kevin so you guys can whisper sick, sugary words into each other�s ears?�
Niki picked up a pillow on the edge of Michelle�s bed and wacked it over her sister's head. �Shut up! You wish you had someone to whisper sugary things to, too!�
Before Niki could react, she got a face full of fluff from a pillow which Michelle picked up, wacking her in the face.
�Ok sister, it�s on!� Niki yelled as she grabbed a stuffed pig sitting on the edge of Michelle�s bed. She aimed for her face but missed.
Michelle retaliated by chucking a huge stuffed Winnie the Pooh at Niki, missing her head but hitting her in the stomach.
The pillow, slash stuffed-animal fight lasted for about fifteen minutes until both girls were rolling on the floor laughing and trying to catch their breath.
Once she forced her laughter to die down, Niki took a deep breath to make up for the loss of air in her lungs and said in a semi-serious tone, �All jokes aside. Seriously, do yo have feelings for Ron?�
Michelle remained silent for a moment then finally responded by asking, �Why do you ask?�
�Can you please stop answering me with a question? And to answer your question, I just have a funny feeling he likes you. I also get the feeling that you like him but you just don�t realize it yet,� Niki said, turning to face Michelle. Niki sure had a keen sense when it came to the feelings people felt for one another.
Michelle sighed and softly replied, �Promise me you won�t tell anyone what I�m about to tell you?�
Niki was certainly intrigued. She held her hand to her heart and said, �Cross my heart and hope to die.�
Michelle shook her head at her sister�s child-like gesture. �Ok. Well, remember this morning when you guys all went out looking for me?�
Niki nodded, eyes bulging out like a gold-fish.
Michelle continued, �Ron found me first and...he told me he loved me.�
People on the street could hear the screech escaping Niki�s mouth once she heard the story.
Michelle quickly slapped her hand over her baby sister�s mouth and hushed, �Shut up! Do you wanna wake up the entire building?�
Taking it down a notch, Niki asked excitedly, eyes sparkling, �So? What did you tell him? Did he kiss you? Do you love him back?� Bombarding people with questions was one of Niki�s specialties.
Shaking her head, Michelle replied weakly, �I walked away.�
�You walked away! What�s wrong with you! You don�t walk away when someone pours their heart out to you!� Once again, Niki�s scream rippled through the entire building.
�Will you just shut up! This is the last time I�m telling you anything!� Michelle said, shoving a stuffed elephant into Niki�s face.
She quickly pulled it away and said in a quieter tone, �Ok, ok. I�ll stop. But still! What�s the matter with you? When someone tells you they love you, you don�t walk away. Even if you don�t feel the same way!�
�I didn�t know what else to do. To tell you the truth, I thought he was just joking to make me feel better,� Michelle defended while pulling her knees to her chest, hugging it tight.
Niki rolled her eyes. �You know what I think?� before Michelle could respond, Niki answered her own question, �I think you�re just denying his feelings for you. You�re pushing Ron away because you feel no one can take Raymond�s place. You feel like if you admit your feelings for Ron, it would be betraying Ray.�
�That�s absurd! Ray is Ray and Ron is Ron. How can you put them together? It�s like apples and oranges.� Michelle still felt her heart wince in pain as soon as Raymond�s name was mentioned.
�Listen, Mich. I�m your sister, I know you like I know myself. I can tell you love Ron just as much as he loves you. You just have a funny way or reacting to it. And I know Ray would want to see you happy, and Ron is the person that could make you happy.�
With that said, Niki scrambled off the floor and crawled into her own bed. She hugged her pillow while her eyes drooped closed. �I think it�s time you put down the apple and pick up the orange.� And before you know it, Niki was drawn into a deep sleep.
Michelle continued to lay on the floor, staring lifelessly at the ceiling in silent. Was Niki right? Is Ron the person who could make her life full and rich like it once was before Raymond left her? Only time could tell.
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�Alright guys, today is the big day. I hope everyone picked out something nice to wear?� Joyce announced, as she rounded up the two teams for a final meeting on the day of the ball. She continued, �My team. You guys are all expected to arrive at The Palace promptly three hours before the function begins, which means after we put the final touch-ups on the security system, you guys can go home and change into your formal attire. There will be consequences for anyone that�s late because this is a very conspicuous function.� Joyce especially directed that warning to Ron.
�My team. We will escort Ms. Sheh from her hotel suite down to The Palace, where she will be under our surveillance. I expect you guys to meet at her hotel at 7:00 sharp and ready to go. Any questions?� When everyone remained silent, Kevin rubbed his hands together and acclaimed, �Ok, if everything�s clear, you�re all dismissed. See you guys tonight.�
After mostly everyone had left the room, Michelle glanced over in Ron�s direction as she gathered her folders and got up from her seat. He didn�t so much as look up and continued to stare at the tip of his nose. Well, she did make a huge blow to his ego the other day.
�Stupid butt. Who does he think he is?� Michelle hissed under her breath. She�s beginning to believe he was actually kidding when he confessed those things to her at the harbour.
�Who�s a butt?� Sammul suddenly blurted, tapping Michelle on the shoulder.
She turned around abruptly and stammered, �Uh, ah...no one.�
He let out a small laugh and said, �As long as it�s not me...But ya, have you picked out a dress for tonight?� Sammul was dying to see the girl of his dreams in something besides jeans and bulky sweater. He couldn�t wait until that evening.
�Actually, Niki made me buy this stupid dress where I cant even breath in. I don�t even see the need to wear a gown,� Michelle sighed. Although she was looking at Sammul, her attention was focussed on Ron, who quickly left the room with his eyes still fixed on the tip of his nose like he didn�t care about anything besides the pores on his face.
Michelle could feel her temperature rise as she mumbled, �What an ass, now I know he was only joking that day.�
�Do you need a ride to The Palace tonight? You wouldn�t want to drive your motor bike in a dress do you?� Sammul asked as he looked upon Michelle with hopeful eyes.
�Uh, no thanks. I'm going with Fi. But thanks for the offer.� Michelle quickly gathered her belongings and raced out the door, �See you tonight.� She didn�t want to give him any false hope.
Sammul�s heart sank as he stood alone in the conference room watching the door swinging closed behind Michelle.
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�Will you please sit still? I�m trying to make you look pretty. Do you wanna look like a monkey�s ass?� Niki asserted as she tried to dab a wash of eyeshadow on Michelle�s lids.
She pushed her sister�s hand away screaming, �I don�t see the point! We�re only guarding the place, not attending a frikkin beauty pageant!� Michelle immediately dashed out of the room before Niki could catch her.
�Stop her!� Niki yelled above her lungs.
Upon hearing the scream, Vicki and Jessica immediately jumped out from their hiding places, tackling Michelle to the ground. Quick as a flash, Jessica pulled out the handcuffs from the back pocket of her jeans and snapped it onto Michelle�s wrist. This trap was deliberately set up by Niki since she knew Michelle would try to make a break for it.
Michelle tried to wiggle her way out of the cuffs but failed and started kicking and screaming, �This is unfair! You planned this. I�m gonna yell rape!�
With devilish grins plastered on their pretty faces, the three sisters dragged Michelle into the bedroom, closing the door behind them.
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�Fi, I don�t feel comfortable in this,� Michelle whined before she got out of the car. She ran her fingers through the bouncy spiralled curls, which was carefully put into place by no other than Jessica. Michelle�s make-up looked as though it was done by a professional, well, maybe Niki could be considered a pro since she did work for M.A.C Make-up in her high school years.
Fiona rolled her eyes and confided, �Will you stop fussing, you look great. I bet you�re gonna steal the thunder from all those rich girls in there.� This was the first time she�s ever seen Michelle so insecure.
�You�re just saying that cuz you�re my best friend,� Michelle retorted, scooping up her long dress and climbing out of the car.
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�Hey Ron, your tie is crooked,� Edison said, pointing to Ron�s snazzy black tie that was neatly tucked inside his expensive Hugo Boss tux. He looked down, attempting to straighten out the knot when suddenly Edison�s hand made its way up towards Ron�s face, and before he knew it, his nose was flicked.
�Haha. Psych!� Edison yelled, quickly jumping away before Ron could slap him.
Holding his nose, Ron shouted roguishly, �Very funny, fag! Just wait till...�
He was interrupted by the sudden appearance of a girl in pure white dress. He had to focus his eyes a couple times before he could fully make out the face of the angel in white. Ron was drawn into a trance as he gazed upon Michelle in a gown for the very first time. His heart stopped beating as his jaws involuntarily dropped to the ground. She was somehow transformed into a princess...what a vision in white.
Not only Ron was pulled into Michelle�s magnetic beauty, practically every man in the room was drawn to her and couldn�t manage to peel their eyes away from her for even a second. Of course Sammul�s reaction was similar to Ron�s as he was spellbound by her entrance. It was like a scene from a movie where everything was in slow motion and all he could see was her.
The attention from Michelle was disturbed by the command coming from Joyce through everyone�s ear piece, telling all units to report to their designated area. Even then, Ron was still lost in Michelle�s beauteous trap.
She was completely oblivious to all the attention that was paid to her, since she was to preoccupied with trying to stand, let alone walk in three inch heels.
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About forty minutes before the banquet began, the entire police squad was stationed in their assigned areas. Half an hour later, the entire ballroom was quickly filling up with rich people mingling with one another, all of which were dressed in expensive suits for men and gowns for women. Yet none could even compare to Michelle.
�Whoa, have you ever seen so much diamonds bouncing around? I bet that lady�s necklace is worth more than I make in a year,� Edison whispered to Ron as he ogled his eyes over the rich people sporting expensive jewels.
A small �uh huh� escaped from Ron�s mouth. He was busy admiring Michelle from afar instead of keeping an eye on anyone suspicious, let alone listen to Edison.
Michelle was positioned at an area opposite of Ron�s and was still trying to keep her balance in her shoes. Resting an elbow on Chris� shoulder for support, Michelle tried to loosen the straps on her open toed heels. Ron couldn�t help but crack at smile when she almost fell over. Luckily Chris came to her rescue.
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Niki sighed as she stood in the ladies room, waiting for Charmaine. She was bored out of her mind. This body guard thing was not the reason why she joined the force. It�s not likely Charmaine was going to get kidnapped while in the washroom of The Palace. By far, this had been the worst mission ever assigned.
A beep suddenly came from Niki�s cell phone. She was surprised as she flipped open her cell to discover a text message sent from Kevin.
�You look gorgeous tonight,� the message read. Her lips curved into a sheepish grin as a wash of red dispersed across her cheeks.
Niki was dressed in a champagne coloured Chanel chiffon halter dress, cut off at the knees to show her newly tanned legs. Her hair was up in a high bun with stray strands of curls dropping down creating a natural look.
As Niki was about to reply Kevin�s message, Charmaine suddenly walked out from one of the stalls and made her way towards the sink. She was wearing a red, strapless floor-length gown, accessorized with a fur piece.
Listening to Kevin�s advice of giving Charmaine a break, Niki flashed her friendliest smile when their eyes met.
Charmaine smiled back, and when everything seemed to be going so well, Charmaine said something she never should have said-to Niki, anyways.
�Do you know if your superintendent is single? He�s so hot I could just kiss him.�
Niki�s fresh smile immediately went stale as she glared at Charmaine in disbelief. She squeezed her hands into a tight fist until her knuckles went white. It took all of Niki�s self control to not punch Charmaine in the face right then and there.
Trying to maintain a smile on her face, Niki replied in a voice that came out unusually high and squeaky, �Umm, I think he has a girlfriend.�
�Oh really? We�ll just have to see about that, wont we?� Charmaine said in a scornful tone while adding a dab of lip gloss on her lips for touch ups.�Wow, this feels just like high school girl-talk, don�t you think?�
With the awkward grin still plastered on her face, Niki nodded, �Yes. Of course.� In her head she was brewing up a plan to make Charmaine trip and fall on her ass in front of the press.
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�NO! Absolutely not!� Alec and Louis shouted in unison.
�Come on! Do you want to embarrass me by dancing like a bulldozer at Gigi and Julian�s wedding?� Jessica whined while hovering over Louis, who was slouching down on the couch trembling in fear.
�Exactly. I�m not gonna have a stomping elephant as my date!� Vicki added, burning Alec with her fire-filled glare.
Both men looked at each other, cold sweat forming on their foreheads.
�Not in a million years,� Louis defended, trying to sound firm, but in fact, he was quivering in his shoes, �I�d rather die than take ballroom dancing.�
�That�s right you tell them, man...� Anticipating a slap coming from Vicki, Alec quickly jumped out of the way.
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�Ok, ladies. When facing your partner, you must always keep in mind that your first step must be with your right foot,� a lady in her early fifties instructed as she studied each couple on the dance floor of her ballroom dancing class. �As for the gents, always lead with your left foot,� she added, making eye contact with all the males in the room.
�How in the world did we get sucked into this?� Louis shouted above the loud waltz music over to Alec. Both men tried to follow the teacher�s instruction, but so far they weren�t doing very well.
Alec took a deep breath and exhaled as he clumsily led Vicki from place to place on the dance floor at the grace of a bull.
He whined, �I have no idea how I let you talk me into this.�
Vicki ginned deviously and replied, �It�s cuz you love me.�
Alec hated to admit it, but she was right. He would do anything for her. And it wasn�t all a loss cause since he got to hold her hand and hug her waist without needing an excuse to do so.
On the other side of the dance floor, Louis was trying desperately hard not to step on Jessica�s foot as he attempted to lead her to the music. Actually, instead of leading Jessica, Louis felt like she was leading him since all he was doing was fall onto her. Maybe he was doing that on purpose.
Trying not to topple over while talking and dancing at the same time, Louis pulled Jessica towards his body, leaving no space between them, as he muttered, �Remember your promise. If I take ballroom dancing with you...�
�I won�t buy new shoes for a month,� Jessica sighed glumly, completing Louis�s sentence. To Jessica, not buying new shoes for an entire month was like Christmas without snow. Relationships were all about compromise. And the fact that Louis still had a spine and didn�t give in to her command, showed that Jessica didn�t have the whole upper hand in their relationship. Although she�s pretty close.
Jessica had to giggled when she looked at Louis�s painful face while he was trying to maintain a straight back. It made him look constipated.
The dance teacher walked by Alec and Vicki and complimented, �Excellent job, young man. Your posture is perfect. Keep up the good work.�
�See, I told you. Dancing is one of your hidden talents,� Vicki whispered sweetly into Alec�s ear, placing a gentle, coy kiss on cheek as a reward.
�I think I found my new niche,� He joked, dancing more aggressively and comfortably. Somehow, Alec felt like he had more confidence now that he received a praise from Vicki. The power of love is quite powerful.
The dance instructor made her way over towards Louis and Jessica, shaking her head. Taking out the metre stick hidden behind her back, she wacked Louis on his lower back causing him to wince.
�I think you need to practise standing up straight. Your composure is horrible. I don�t think your girlfriend would want a hunchback for a boyfriend,� she dejected while giving Louis a dirty glare.
�The things I do for you,� Louis grumbled, �I�ll never live this down.�
Jessica stuck out her tongue and retorted, �You�re not...that bad. It just takes practise.� Truthfully, she had no hope for her boyfriend to become like Usher, if Usher did ballroom dancing that is.
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�Ouch, I don�t think I can walk, � Jessica cried in agony as she tried to walk in her pointy three inch high boots. Her entire foot was black and blue. Why? Just ask Louis.
�I�m sorry, babe. I told you, I�m not a dancer. I didn�t mean to step on you...twenty-five time,� he said gravely.
Louis slipped one arm behind Jessica�s knees and the other arm behind her back.
�Hey! What are you doing, put me down,� Jessica exclaimed, after being scooped up into Louis�s arms.
�You said you can�t walk, I�m just doing you a favour,� Louis teased as he gazed into Jessica�s captivating eyes.
�But people are looking at us,� Jessica murmured, trying to avoid eye contact with the chuckling people passing by. She wrapped her arm around his neck, afraid that he might drop her.
The snow was gently falling as Louis carried Jessica down the street. He didn�t drive, since the dance class was only a block away from her complex. Besides, this was much better than walking. She was light as a feather and Louis could carry her for the rest of his life.
Jessica proclaimed, �Fine, but if you drop me. I�m gonna kill you.�
�Don�t worry sweetie, I�ll never drop you,� Louis said, trudging through the heavy fallen snow, trying to keep Jessica warm in his arms.
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