|Gaga for the Lady
Author: Oi.Blondie PM
Spencer lives with Aiden, Aiden is gay and Chelsea tags along for the ride. They think Spence is gay - she disagrees. Then Ashley comes along. Bit of cutesy, not-too-angsty mind drabble with Gaga as a minor influence!Rated: Fiction K - English - Romance/Humor - Spencer C. & Ashley D. - Chapters: 6 - Words: 12,361 - Reviews: 36 - Favs: 29 - Follows: 78 - Updated: 05-27-13 - Published: 10-30-11 - id: 7508862
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Howdy all...ok just gunna throw this out there...I'm not English. I had a review which just said "u r so english", now I don't know if I'm missing something but that review was less of a review and more of a statement...a statement which was infact wrong. So to you crazy rebel reviewer, I would like to inform you that I am Welsh but live in Scotland. Not sure if that effects my story of two fictitious American lesbians who live their lives as my mind see's fit, but just incase... LOL
You crazy lot! Thank you for all the other reviews...too! All are appreciated!
I forgot my disclaimer - Not mine. yadda yadda yadda
Chapter 3 - Edge of Proof
The club was packed. The smell of that attractive combination of alcohol and sweat smacked Spencer around the nostrils until she gave in and breathed.
Urgh if I didn't feel sick before, I do now!
The bass was pounding off the walls and the sea of people before her was seemingly moving as one. Bodies swaying, grinding, twirling and jumping with the beat of the music, it was almost hypnotic, but Spencer was pulled away from the entrance and dragged to the bar. Britney had finally started wailing like a squashed mouse after the DJ's own version of the intro, which meant the friends had to shout by eachothers ears to even almost hear what was being said.
Aiden made the international symbol for 'Drink?' and pointed to the girls. Chelsea leaned in close to his ear and placed her order.
"White wine please, Aid!" He nodded his understanding and gestured for the barman as Spencer pointed to the poster of 'Budweiser'.
"Excuse me handsome! Hey, can I get a large white wine and 2 Buds please?" Aiden winked at the man and turned his head to get a good view of his ass as he walked away.
"What? He's beautiful!" He feigned shock and then gave a naughty smile.
"You aren't leaving this bar tonight are you?" Spencer questioned with a raised eyebrow. Aiden shook his head and winked again.
"AIDEN you were our chaperone! You cant bail straight away!"
The drinks appeared on the bar and the barmaid tapped Aiden on the shoulder to get his attention. Giving his trademark smoulder, money exchanged hands and if you were looking closely enough you'd see the dash of red appearing on the barman's cheeks. He went off to get the change and returned with more than they had bargained for. Three shots glasses filled with a very suspicious looking brown liquor which smelled of aniseed sat before them.
"On the house cutie." The barman winked at his man and walked away.
"SCORE!" Aiden shouted loudly making the girls laugh. "This is liquid cocaine! Well not reallllllly, it's half Jager , half Sambucca and wholly delicious!"
The group laughed at the boys antics and held the shots to the middle.
"To Spencer! May she find the womaniser within!" He shouted before throwing the liquid into his mouth. All three swallowed their drinks and then breathed in deeply, allowing the rush of oxygen give the alcohol more to work with.
Daddy-o, you've got the swagger of a champion
Too bad for you, you just can't find the right companion
Aiden grabbed ladies around their waists and carved a path to the dancefloor. When he had found a suitable spot, he turned them around and all three began to dance in time to the beat.
I guess when you have one too many, makes it hard, it could be easy
Who you are, that's just who you are baby
"Why aren't you propping up the bar?" Chelsea asked Aiden.
"I had to dance to this song! It's Britney! I get thrown out of homo-heaven for such a crime! Now get to the boogie ladies!" He spun them around once more and the trio continued to dance to the nutcase singer, throwing shapes all over the place and demolishing their drinks. Eventually the song came to its mighty finale and Aiden gestured to the bar once more. He collected two drinks each, delivered them to his ladies and smoothly made his way back to the bar, leaving the girls to dance.
I know you want me
I made it obvious that I want you too
So put it on me
Let's remove the space between me and you
The room was pretty big, filled with a huge dancefloor and little booths around the edge for those who were danced out, drunk or horny….some appeared to be all of the above. The house lights were down with only the green lazers casting light over the masses. The occasion burst of club smoke filled the room with a mysterious haze which to a drunken mind was mesmerising, Spencer found herself absentmindedly drinking her beer and staring at the way the wisps of smoke twisted and turned into eachother – eventually fading to nothing.
Now rock your body
Damn I like the way that you move
So give it to me
Cause I already know what you wanna do
She moved between guys dressed in their finery, girls dressed in their less than finery and not once noticed that every set of eyes in the room had glanced in her way at least once. Her long blonde hair, sexy outfit and adorable drunken face was causing a fair bit of attention.
"Who is that?"
"Oh sweet jesus, an angel has landed!"
"I love her hair…its so pretty!"
"Dya think I could get her to come home with me?"
"Sure she can't be gay?"
Here's the situation
Been to every nation
Nobody's ever made me feel the way that you do
Chelsea wasn't handling her alcohol much better and found herself dancing alone to Enrique, suddenly fascinated by the way her shoes caught the green laser. Her kept moving her feet, with no clear idea of where she was going until she felt a body press up against her back. For a moment she was worried that she had accidentally given a lovely lesbian the wrong idea, until she realise that the body behind her breast-less and it was strong. Gentle hands settled on her hips and started to guide her back towards the dance-floor, never breaking the connection they had formed.
"Tell me you're not a teasing lipstick lesbian?" The deep voice spoke into her ear.
"I'm here with a friend, Aiden." She barely managed to say, feeling the hands rise higher and settle on her waist.
"That's good to know, so am I." She could almost hear the smile in the person's voice and relaxed at their touch. Chelsea was just going with it.
The music in the club stopped suddenly and the only sound was the gentle "ooh" sound coming from the speaker system. After a beat, the entire room burst into excited woooping and hollering and a jet of smoke added further atmosphere. Spencer was in sensory heaven as her lagging reflexes struggling to comprehend what was happening.
She just liked the smoke rings.
"GAGA, GAGA, GAGA" Started to beat into the club from the patrons as the introduction was continued for an extended period of time.
As the music dwindled, and the crowd got louder, Spencer suddenly realised that she was alone in the club. As she scanned the crowds for that tell-tale afro, she caught the eye of a pretty brunette and smiled out of politeness, forgetting where she was, and what that small slip of a mouth curl meant. Almost instantly the girl was by her side and starting to dance with the lost blonde.
There ain't no reason you and me should be alone
Tonight, yeah, baby!
And I got a reason that you're who should take me home tonight
The brunette was loving this moment, the song was perfect and she made sure that Spencer caught the meaning behind it. The girl was slightly smaller than Spencer, with deep brown eyes and long dark hair. She was wearing slightly fitted jeans, chucks and a tight shirt which showed off her athletic figure.
Aiden was right! There is a theory, and his is correct! I must tell him!
I need a girl that thinks it's right when it's so wrong
Tonight, yeah, baby
Right on the limits where we know we both belong tonight
The girl took Spencer around the waist and pulled them closer together, placing a denim thigh between the blondes' she started to grind into the girl. Spencer went to move out of the situation, still not 100% sure of what was happening to her, knowing only that she had proved the theory and would really like to be allowed to find her friend.
It's hard to feel the rush, to brush the dangerous
I'm gonna run right to, to the edge with you
Where we can both fall far in love
Once again, Spencer tried to remove the arms from around her waist, smiling politely as she did so because she was indeed flattered, but this wasn't what she wanted. The arms just got tighter, holding the blonde in place, and causing her to start to panic a little. Feeling herself flush, Spencer moved her arms which were getting trapped against the body next to her, and tried to push it away at the waist. The girl just spun Spencer around so that her front was to Spencer's back and continued to grind in that way she seemed to like.
Oh Spencer, what have you gone and gotten yourself into? Where's my friends! I don't like this at all….and I must tell Aiden he was right!
I'm on the edge of glory, and I'm hanging on a moment of truth
Out on the edge of glory, and I'm hanging on a moment with you
"Please, I just want to find my friends!" Spencer shouted behind her to the girl who was makes her feel more uncomfortable by the second.
"You've got me now, enjoy it! It's just you and me baby!" She replied in what was probably supposed to be a sexy tone.
"Just let me go, you're hurting me." Spencer fought through the alcohol haze and realised that her hips were hurting from where the hand was gripping her tightly. "Let me go!" She started to shout, panic creeping into her voice.
I'm on the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge,
I'm on the edge of glory, and I'm hanging on a moment with you
The girl continued to ignore her, and nobody came to help poor Spencer because the Gaga had got into her stride and the crowd had followed. People were too busy spilling drinks, making out and dancing wildly to notice one girl getting hit on. Spencer looked at people and desperately tried to catch someones attention. She didn't want to freak out, because this was just a dance - A very forceful unwanted dance that she couldn't stop, but still, it was only a dance.
Please somebody get her off me! Surely if Aiden and Chels are right I should at least have a say in the matter? Garrrr girl get off!
I'm on the edge with you!
Suddenly the tension around her body was released and she stumbled into a gentler embrace. The alcohol and adrenaline had made her very unsteady on her heels so she took a moment to balance, feeling slightly safer in these arms than the others. The warm body moved a hand up to her slightly exposed shoulder and protectively held her there, while the person turned to the pervy dancer.
"Stay the fuck away from her Carmen!" The voice second girl yelled as she put herself between Spencer and the now identified brunette.
"I wasn't doing anything! We were dancing, get over it!" Carmen shouted back.
"She isn't yours to dance with!"
"Says who, she gave me the eyes!"
"Blondie here can't even see straight! And I think you'll find she asked you to let her go, so BACK. OFF." Spencer felt the arm move slightly as Carmen was shoved back into the crowd by the mysterious hero. There was a momentary stand-off before Carmen disappeared back into the crowd.
The hero turned to face Spencer and smiled gently at her. Spencer looked up and saw the smallest hero in the world, in the highest heels imaginable. She had brown hair too, but it was gently curled around her face and although her chocolate brown eyes were decorated with dramatic eyeliner, they were much softer.
"Are you ok Blondie?" The husky voice spoke.
"Mhmm, I just wanted to see my friend but she wouldn't let me." Spencer frowned at the memory.
"It's ok, Carmen's an ass. Did she hurt you?" The girl turned Spencer's wrists over in her hands and could see the slight red marks where Carmen had gripped too hard.
"Not really, it's fine, I just…I…was it my fault? I should have worn jeans."
The husky voice laughed loudly at the last comment and gave the blonde a big smile. "Don't ever think that was you're fault. No means no ok, jeans or no jeans!"
"I didn't want to wear this anyway, stupid Chelsea."
Laughter rang out again, apparently Spencer was a funny drunk. A hand stuck out between them and took Spencers.
"I'm Ashley, and I think Chelsea made a very wise choice for you!"
Spencer blushed at the compliment and looked down at her hand being held by the other girl's. She took in the clothes the girl was wearing – extremely high heels, a dangerously short denim skirt and a tight fitting, black halter neck top. She looked amazing, and straight.
AIDEN! His theory!
"I have to find Aiden!" She rattled out, before remembering that she had skipped a few pleasantries thanks to her little head ramble. "Shit, sorry, Spencer…is me, I am Spencer."
Ashley laughed again and gave an shining smile. "Ok then SpencerIsMeIAmSpencer, lets find your Aiden boy."
Ashley went to move through the crowd, but met resistance and Spencer tugged her back over.
"Thank you. For helping me…I was a bit freaked. And Im rather drunk..so yeah. Thanks." She blushed and looked down at their still held hands.
"You are very welcome, I've always wanted to be the Knight in Shining Armour."
The girls moved between the crowd, trying to catch a glimpse of the "Super afro and Gelled Mess" as Spencer described them, and eventually located the pair looking worried over by the drunk, danced out, horny booths.
"Aiden! I proved your theory…"
"SPENCER! Where have you been?"
"We've been looking for you for ages! Enrique came on and I realised we weren't together anymore! Then some boy danced with me and you were forgotten….but then I remembered and I was very worried!"
"Woooooooow, slow down cheeky chopsticks! I was following the smoke and then I got caught up in a weird sexy dance which wasn't sexy, more sleazy, and it gave me bruises but the my Knight showed up and im safe!" She raised her hands, one of which was still attached to Ashleys and shrugged… "See."
"What? Who's the Knight? Oh my God, this would be so much easier if I hadn't had three more of those shots." Aiden looked a little green.
"I'm the Knight, Ashley..." She held out her hand, but was kinda worried she wouldn't get it back. "Your friend wanted to find you guys about some theory she's proved?"
"YES THE THEORY! Aiden, listen to me! Your boys up girls down theory is right!"
Ashley quirked an eyebrow at the accidental innuendo, but bit back the comment.
"Spencer it wasn't a theory it was fact!" He argued
"Nononono I proved the fact!"
"Proved the fact?"
"Yes you heard. I made the fact….factual."
"Just explain it Spencer!" Chelsea cut the pair off before the conversation spiralled even more.
"Ok, so Creepy Carmen wore jeans and a shirt and chucks and she was gay! Isn't that amazing!" The group nodded, while Ashley looked truly lost. "But Ashley here," She pointed to the appropriate person as to validate the comment, "is wearing super straight clothes! And she's straight! That's awesome! Aiden you're like Einstein!"
"Spencer…you have had way to much to drink!" Aiden laughed at his very over excited roommate!
"Aww Spence, you had fun tonight playing spot the gay!"
The trio bantered back and forth for a moment, forgetting briefly that Ashley was still there and still very much held in place by Spencer, until she spoke up.
"Spencer, sorry babe, but you're wrong…."
"What?" The three of them asked in unison.
"You're wrong….Spencer I'm gay…"
Aiden's jaw once again hit the floor. Chelsea looked immediately to the joined hands and tried to keep back a cheeky smile. While Spencer was just elsewhere entirely.
Is she sure?
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