A/N: I was watching the movie again recently when it was on TV. I just got a little bunny of an idea about the next time 'the look' showed up after the end of the movie. So I jotted down this little drabble-y ficlet. Enjoy. R&R! Thanks! –Mac

Disclaimer: I don't own Starstruck

The Look

Christopher twirled Jessica around the dance floor. He smiled down at her as a thought occurred to him. She caught the change in expression and looked back at him suspiciously. Christopher just continued to smile widely.

"What?" Jessica said. "The way you're looking at me makes me think you're a crazy person. Not that I didn't think that already, but I really do not want to date a crazy person."

"Be honest," Christopher said, "The look totally worked."

Jessica shook her head, "No."

"You like me."

"And the look does not have anything to do with it."

"Why do you have to contradict everything I say?"

"I don't contradict everything you say."

"You're doing it right now."

"I am not."

"You totally are."

"I contradict most of everything you say, but not everything," Jessica corrected.

"Because there's such a difference between the two," Christopher rolled his eyes.

"There is."

"Oh, really?"

"Yes," Jessica nodded, "I only contradict you when you're wrong."

"So you admit that I'm right sometimes?"

"Yeah, when you agree with me."

"Okay," Christopher smiled and pulled her closer as they danced. "I can live with that. You've been right about a lot of stuff so far."

"You're doing it again," Jessica pulled back for a moment and raised an eyebrow at him.

"I'm doing what again?"

"The look—with that 'everybody-likes-me' smile and those blue, blue eyes," Jessica said. "This is going to be a very short relationship if you think you can just flash me 'the look' and be out of trouble."

"I would never," Christopher contorted his expression to one of offense then he smiled again, "I know getting myself out of trouble is going to have to involve some kissing and groveling, so which would you like first?"

Jessica smiled.

Christopher's smile flipped over. "you're going to say groveling, aren't you?"

"Come here," Jessica shook her head lightly and pulled him down to her for a kiss.