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four/prove it

Josie McCoy knew Cheryl Blossom's bedroom like she knew her own music. That was extremely well. The pussycat singer strutted over to the cherry headed girl's bed and made herself comfortable. "So what's got you so bitter?" Josie teased, patting the available spot on the mattress next to her.

"Bitter? A Blossom is never bitter," she plopped down where Josie told her to, "every once in a while though.. a Blossom can be jealous." It almost killed Cheryl admitting that she was feeling any kind of envy.

"You? Jealous? Impossible."

"I agree! But, it does get a little infuriating seeing someone try to take what's yours."

Josie suspected this, in fact she hoped this would happen. That maybe, just maybe Cheryl would see all the time Veronica had been spending with her and get ticked off. Ticked off enough to push her to say something, do something.

"You think Veronica is trying to take me from you? I didn't even know I was yours in the first place."

Cheryl's eyes narrowed at Josie. She almost felt offended at the fact Josie didn't realize they belonged to each other. No, she never said it or did anything about it but surely she had to know. Surely. "Well, now you know."

"Prove it."

"How?"

"You know how."

Cheryl stared at Josie for a moment. She knew a lot of things but she didn't know if Josie was thinking what she was.

God she hoped Josie was thinking what she was thinking.