Teen Beach Movie (Plance)

Chapter 5: Pidge Learns How To Be Girly

"Allura!" Pidge grabbed Allura's hands. "You know what I've never done?"

"Eaten a rock, kissed a squirrel?" Allura inquired.

"All exciting things, but no." Pidge tried not to laugh. "I have never had a pajama party."

Allura gasped. "We do them all the time! We're having one tonight!"

"You don't say!" Pidge exclaimed.

"Sure I do, I just did." Allura said.

"Lotor!" Lance caught Lotor's arm. "What're you guys doing later?"

"Hangin' at Big Mommas. Wanna come?" Lotor asked.

"Sure."

"Cool." Lotor ran off again.

Lance walked over to Allura and Pidge. "Girls tend to overcomplicate things. Hey Allura, you should totally invite Pidge to your sleepover."

"Oh, great idea! How about it, Pidge?" Allura grinned.

"I wouldn't miss it." Pidge smiled. Allura squealed and clapped, running off.

Pidge dropped the smile and groaned. "That was exhausting."

Suddenly, Lotor ran by, chuckling.

Allura twirled by. "Wee!" She giggled.

Pidge rolled her eyes, looking over to where her wetsuit hung. Suddenly, it disappeared before her eyes.

She turned to Lance, wide eyed. "Lance..."

"Whoa.." Lance gulped. "Y-you saw that right?"

"If you did!" Pidge said nervously.

The two ran over to where the wetsuit was previously hanging.

"What's going on?" Pidge asked frantically.

"Well, rash guard didn't exist back then right?" Lance said.

Pidge gave him a look that said, "So?"

"So it doesn't belong here, and it disappeared!" He finished.

"Wait, we didn't belong here either, so what's gonna happen to us?" Pidge asked worriedly.

As Lance gave her a worried look, music keyed up.

"NO!" Pidge yelled. "No music! Lance!" Pidge grabbed his arms. "We have to get out of here. I have to get on a plane!"

"It's not me!" Lance held us hands up.

The music keyed up once more, and Pidge had about had it. "NO! This is not a song!" She let out an irritated sigh and walked off. Lance ran after her.

...

"What are you doing?" Acxa complained.

"I'm trying something new, you always have it the same." Romelle replied as she was combing Acxa's hair.

"No!" Acxa whined.

"Come on! One time?" Romelle tried.

"Just keep teasin' Romelle." Acxa smiled at herself in the mirror.

"Oh, jimmy jeeps, Acxa, how high do you want me to go?" Romelle sighed.

"Till your ears pop." Was the response, making Pidge giggle.

"Okay, but you better steer clear of ceiling fans." Romelle rolled her eyes.

"And this time, make it even! Last time I kept tipping over." Acxa ordered.

She and Romelle giggled.

Allura came out of her closet, holding a blue polka-dotted dress with a white belt.