Starstruck II: Saruman's Curse

Shake it Off Pt 4 (Dance Troop AU)

Sam was ironing the wall bearskin. It was looking deflated so he took it down to iron it. Someone knocked on the door and Sam set down the iron. He imagined it would be someone looking for Dean, he had a lot of friends. He went to the door and said, "Dean isn't here right now! He's at his boyfriends place!"

"Sam, it's me," said a familiar voice form the other side.

Sam peeked through the peephole and saw copper hair and grey eyes.

"Hey Ezri," he said, pulling the door open. Ezri stepped inside.

"What's up Sam?" she asked. She peered around the corner and saw the bear pelt laying over the ironing board.

"I was just ironing that pelt. It looked a little deflated so I...ironed it..."

"Cool," she said nodding. "Some party last night, huh?"

"Yeah, I think I'm still a little bit hung over," Sam said with a laugh.

"Haha, yeah me too!" Ezri laughed. "So, I saw you and JJ at the party. Are you guys a thing or...?"

"Um, well not officially. We're kind of on and off, ya know," Sam said with a shrug.

"Oh, yeah..." Ezri nodded. Even after Sam's reassurance, Ezri still felt unsettled about the whole thing. She knew she shouldn't, but she couldn't help it.

"Actually, though, I was thinking about making it official...I think we could benefit from joining Team Free Will with the Rhythm Fusions," said Sam.

"Oh..." Ezri's chest fell and she looked away. What's wrong with me? She thought. I shouldn't be acting like this. She tried to say something but decided it would be best if she just left. She didn't want to say anything rash. So she left, her heart pounding in her ears. When she got to her car, she sat, trying to regulate her breathing.

"C'mon Ezri." She said to herself. "This isn't you. Sam isn't yours, you're his. That's it. You aren't supposed to be like this with him..."

But no matter what she told herself, it didn't change the fact that Sam was going to ask JJ out officially, and Ezri wasn't happy about it.

She swallowed the lump in her throat and drove away. They had rehearsal the next day and she needed to get ready for that.

Steve woke up the next morning to the sound of his phone ringing. His eyes were krusty and swollen and red from crying. He found his phone on the floor next to the couch he had fallen asleep on. He flipped it open and pulled up the antenna.

"Hello?" he rasped out.

"Hey Steve," said Charlie. She sounded way too cheerful this early in the morning. "Just making sure you remembered we have rehearsal later."

"Yeah, I know," he said, rubbing a hand down his face. But he was still wearing his glasses and he smeared them with his greasy fingers.

"Okay. Also, I heard about what happened with you and Jimmy..." she said, her voice becoming sympathetic.

"Did he tell you?"

"Yeah...But I wanna hear what happened from you. If that's okay. You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to," she said.

"Not over the phone."