Stally Fan-fiction

Chapter 3: Shannon & Cammie's

I managed to get up early this morning. I was going to meet Shannon and Cammie today. I watched some of their videos on YouTube and they were a really adorable couple. It made me feel a little lonely but I brushed off the feeling. I couldn't exactly be single forever, I mean, who wouldn't want all of this? I'm a catch. I knew I was being conceited but who cares? It's not like I'm saying it to other people, or even saying it aloud. It's just there's only one person I want to notice me at the moment and that's not going to happen. I began the process of taming my out of control hair. After my shower I looked like I had an afro so I straightened my hair. Then I curled it, kind of reversing the process, to get my hair curly. I went with a fancier outfit today; a black button up blouse, jeans and some heels. I went into the kitchen and ate a plate of pizza rolls in case I wouldn't get a chance to snack later because I didn't know what to expect today. I brushed my teeth again so I wouldn't have pizza breath and I checked how I looked in the mirror. I looked pretty decent and I threw on a hat on my way to the front door. I texted Stevie, letting her know I was ready, and she texted back within a minute saying "Ok, I'll be there in about 10 mins."

That meant I had ten minutes to let go of any nervousness I was feeling about today. "Stevie is just a friend now." I told myself. I'm not one of those overly dramatic girls and I'm not going to start now because I have a crush on a girl. Even though she's a really attractive girl, I just have to but those feelings aside. I mean we might be able to start a band, so that's one reason to get over it. Another is she's taken. Lastly there's no way a girl that attractive sees me as anything more than a friend. My nervous stomach calmed down some and I started focusing on how fun today could be. I was going to be hanging around fun and hilarious people.

I heard a car beep outside and I knew Stevie was here. I opened the door and saw, at the bottom of the stairs, Stevie's car with Stevie driving, and someone in the passenger seat. I locked my door and as I walked closer to the car I realized the passenger was Sarah. Great. Well at least that's more assurance that I need to get over my crush. It was proving to be difficult because Stevie looked amazing. She was wearing a navy blue and white polka dot sundress. I slid into the backseat and Sarah started making small talk as Stevie started driving.

"So, Ally, how long have you been in California?"

"My whole life. I was born here."

"Oh cool. I was born in Rhode Island. That's all the way across the US."

"Yeah, I know where Rhode Island is." I tried to hold back my attitude a little bit. I actually did a good job because I could have been a whole lot more sarcastic.

"I wasn't suggesting you didn't know where it was, I was just saying how far away it is. But, anyways, Stevie was born in Louisiana. She's only been in LA for a little while. She was in Orlando for a bit."

"Yeah, but its easier being in LA. There are a lot of other YouTubers here and it's a lot more fun." She said making a turn that was a little too sharp and my head thudded against the back seat window, making my hat fly off. I wasn't going to vocalize my minor injury until Stevie whipped around in her seat trying to see if I was okay.

"Ow, yeah, I'm fine, just keep your eyes on the road please." I was half mocking but my head did start to feel like it had a minor pulse. It wasn't that long until we arrived at Shannon and Cammie's place. I was too busy rubbing the side of my head to really notice much. When we all got out of the car Stevie ran up to me to check my head, I just held my hat in my hand. She held part of my head searching for a bump or some other evidence that I had been harmed.

"Ooh." Was all she said and I couldn't see her face to judge the severity because she was behind me. Sarah came over behind me and made the same exclamation. "Sarah, you can go enjoy the party, I'm going to find Shannon and ask her where the bathroom and first aid kit are."

"Okay." Was all Sarah said before going into the house.

"Wait, what? Why do you need a first aid kit? What's back there?"

"It's not that bad I just want to be sure though." She was feeling the area around the source of the pain as we walked. She pressed too hard where it hurt and I couldn't help but wince with a sharp intake of breath. "Sorry, wait here, I'll go find Shannon."

I stood just inside the doorway leaning on a console table. It had cute little Polaroid pictures of Shannon and Cammie. I had picked up one when Stevie came back. It was Shannon and Cammie at, what looked like, a really expensive dinner. "Oh, I remember that picture. That was from their first anniversary. Well, Shannon told me the bathroom is upstairs, so let's go." Stevie wrapped an arm around my shoulder walking me up the stairs. I was actually feeling a little better, just had a headache but I wanted to play it up a little bit. I know it wasn't helping my crush but it was really nice.

We got to the bathroom and I sat down on the fuzzy toilet cover. I kept touching the counter and picking at the little fuzzy strips of fabric on the toilet. Stevie raided under the sink and found Neosporin, gauze, band aids, alcohol, peroxide, and a ton of other stuff I didn't recognize. She used a q-tip with some alcohol on my head and at first I didn't feel anything so I assumed I didn't have any cuts but then I felt a really strong burning.

"Ah ow!" I said clenching my teeth.

"Sorry! Sorry! I just need to clean it. Now I'll put some Neosporin on it." I felt the burning go away being replaced with a cooling feeling. I hope she didn't put a ton on it because the idea of Neosporin in my hair was kind of gross. "You're lucky it was on your side part, otherwise we would have had to part it around the cut."

"Well, I have a side part because only people like Kate Beckinsale can pull of middle parts." I stated matter-of-factly.

She openly laughed and I loved her laugh so I smiled like a complete idiot. I was glad she couldn't see my face; it was super obvious I liked her. "Do you want me to try to put a band aid on it? I don't know if it'll cover the cut or get stuck in your hair."

"Don't. I think you're supposed to let it breathe anyway. It's a good thing I have a hat though. No one has to see my battle scar from your driving." I said putting my hat over my head.

She playfully smacked my shoulder, scoffing. "Wait, hold on." She stopped smiling for a second and leaned towards me. I had no idea what she was doing so I just froze while looking at her. She picked up my hat and turned it a little before placing it back on my head. "There. It was crooked." She met my gaze and smiled. "So let's get back downstairs and enjoy the party?"

"Sure. I still haven't met the hostesses and we've already made a mess of their bathroom." I looked around. The first air kid was spilling open, there were a few gauze just sitting on the floor, the q-tip box had fallen and cotton swabs were on the floor.

"Oh, yeah. I'll clean it up." She leaned down to start picking up the supplies. I grabbed a handful of cotton swabs and handed them to her. This time when our hands touched I didn't flinch away. She didn't pay any attention when our hands touched but I swear I felt something like a shock pen. Now all the hairs on my left arm were standing up and I hope she couldn't see my goosebumps. Once the bathroom was back to normal, we headed back downstairs. I don't know what the hell I was doing. I said I was trying to be this girl's friend but I can't help wanting more. I don't know what I'm going to do. But for right now I know I am going to go downstairs and meet some people and try to forget what happened in the bathroom. I glanced over at Stevie and she didn't seem phased at all. "God," I thought to myself, "Why did I get myself into this situation?"