As I run further into the crowd I run into something familiar. Sporatcus's abs. "I-I thought you were-"
"Dead? Yeah me too I woke up in the arms of Jeffree Star and assumed that he was some kind of angel but turns out he was real. But I'm so glad you're back Stephanie!"
"S-So you aren't mad that I tried to kill you?"
"Kill me? I thought that you were just thanking me for the beautiful poem I wrote you!"
"Oh uh yeah that's what I uh meant uh-" As I try to play it cool I see my aunt looking me up and down. Then the song Sweet Home Alabama comes on and I know that I need a distraction. "Hey everyone!" I yell. "Were playing spin the bottle!" Everyone gathers in a circle and I go and grab a ketchup bottle since I am underage and there will be no participation in illegal activities at my party such as drinking.
"I'll go first!" Yells Robbie. He makes his way to the middle and spins the ketchup bottle. It lands on the mozzarella cheese. Soon after a frighting view of Robbie and cheese Jeffree goes next. Out of the corner of my eye I see the mayor winking at him and I'm pretty fed up with her at this point.
"Hey Mayor lady got something in your eye? You know I think you're STUPID."
She turns to me all angry but can't come up with anything to say. Jeffree spins the bottle and it "accidentally" lands on Robbie. I cover my eyes but Sportacus turns and sees me. He sees the pain in my eyes. Sportacus knows me. Our eyes locked, we can't seem to break the beautiful connection we have. I lean in and spit in his face. He spits in mine. Now were here rapidly spitting each other like were the only two llamas in the world. So majestic.
"Hey you!" Yells Robbie. It's your turn so either spin the ketchup bottle or get a room!"
As I walk to the center of the circle I meet Sportacus's eyes. I can't control who the bottle points to but I can control how jealous I make Robbie. I swing my arm and whack the bottle with all my might. After spinning a few times it soon slows down. I can tell it's on the final lap. It passes my aunt (thank gosh), passes Sportacus, Robbie, the mayor (yes she's here too), and finally stops. Pointing directly at Jeffree.
I kiss him passionately running my hands through the beautiful nectar of his wig hair. I open my eyes for a second to see the jealousy in Robbie's eyes. The kiss finally ends and we both pull away. Jeffree is left standing there face bright red looking flustered.
"I didn't know I was your type."
"Sweetie," replies Jeffree. "I'm as straight as a flagpole now."
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Who is Number 1?
Fanfiction"I hate you Robbie!" I know my feelings won't change no matter how many times I say it. I have to try anyways. "I hate you!" "I know you love me Stephanie! I have feelings for you too! Please just accept it!" "No! I just can't!" My mind goes back...
