Episode I: Phantom Menaces (sick of our puns yet?)
The nine dancers turned in unison to the bass heavy music. Yelena wiped the sweat from her brow and said, "We done for today?" The girl she addressed did one final shimmy, spun and answered her, "Yup...Oh, what are we doing tonight?" "Going to the Groove Spot of course," Yelena answered as the dancers began to file out of the rehearsal studio. "Oh my word! The G-Spot again?! Haven't you had enough dancing?" "Oh come on. I promise I'll talk to him this time." "Uh uh. No way! I don't think so. That is exactly what you said last time and you did shit." "Tonight'll be different. I promise. Pleeeease, Gel??" The young choreographer interjected, "Maybe we should go, Angelica. I mean, she does seem very eager." Angelica replied, "Fine, Tom. Alright, Yelena. We'll go, and if you don't make a move tonight, dammit! I'm gonna pants you. Come on."
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The short brunette sighed as she picked up the receiver. She drummed her nails impatiently as she counted the rings. “Come on, Terri, pick up….” “Hello.” “Terri, hey, it’s me, are you busy tonight?” “Oh hey, Sunny, no…why?” “Do you wanna go to that hot new club with me, I think it’s called the Groove spot…” “Yeah, ok, that sounds like fun,” the girl replied through clenched teeth. “Well, then I’ll pick you up at 10:00,” Sunny smiled, happy to have a social life once again. “See ya later!” “Yeah, later.” Sunny remembered the good times she’d had with Terri as she hung up the phone. Terri had always been her favorite cousin, even though she’d always ahd this premontion of some sort, that somehow, Terri was not to be trusted. She grabbed her keys and attempted to push the negative thoughts about her cousin from her mind.
Tonight they were gonna have fun, and hopefully meet some hotties. Afterall, the Groove spot was supposed to be the new “hot spot” in town…
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“Oh my god, Alanna! I’m so excited! Tonight is gonna be soo awesome!” “I know, Allison, I’m soo psyched! I’ve got such a good feeling about tonight.” Alanna sighed and gazed dreamily into the mirror. “Really? What kinda feeling”, Allison queried as she pulled on her flares. “Just this wonderful feeling, like, that I’m gonna meet someone really special, I guess,” Alanna answered, as two more girls entered the room. “You’re gonna meet someone special, are you? What about us?”, demanded the shorter of the two girls. “Finally, Joy, you made it! What took you so long? Allie and I thought you were gonna blow us off again for your boy toys.” The shorter girl rolled her eyes and flipped her brown hair over her shoulder. “Oh, them, they’re history. We’re back on the open market. That is what tonight is all about, right? We need new boy toys.” “Yeah, really, ones that’ll talk about something other than themselves for a change.” Alanna smiled and said gleefully, “All I gotta say, Joy, is good luck to us all tonight!” Joy smiled back at her friend, “I mean, gosh, we’re all so gorgeous, our biggest problem tonight is gonna be fighting off all the losers! I’ve got our fake ID’s covered.” Allison leaped off the bed to hug Joy. “No way, Joy! You are the best!” Amid jocund chatter and laighter the girls finished dressing and making themselves up. Tubes of lipstick, mascara, and glitter were tossed back and forth across Alanna’s bedroom. The four girls applied, reapplied, and primped until they were satisfactorily sexy.
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“Hey, Yelena, your man is DJ-ing!” “Uh, yeah, I know, Mark,” Yelena replied, trying to conceal her staring eyes. “Oh, you’re such a dork, why don’t you just go talk to him?” “Shut up, Gel, what am I supposed to say anyway?” “I dunno, why don’t you request a song or something?” “Yeah!” Tom agreed, “That’s such a good idea, then you can just be like,‘y’know, you’re pretty cute, wanna go out sometime?’” “All of you just shut up! I’ll talk to him later…it’s just not the right time right now.” Yelena exhaled, crossed her arms, and leaned back in her chair.
“Well, whatever, we’re going to dance,” Angelica said as she rose and grabbed Tom by the arm. She automatically began dancing, as did Tom. They were both dressed modishly with Angelica in orange parachute pants, a leopard print tube top (leaving her tight pop star stomach bare) with a black army cargo strap vest over top, and chunky black doc martens, and Tom sporting black cargos and a blue, silk button-down Hawaiian shirt. “She’s such a good dancer,” Mark said to Yelena, making conversation as they watched their friends get jiggy with it. “Yeah, she is. So is Tom!,” Yelena said, laughing at Tom, who was really getting down. Mark, noticing Tom’s antics, also began to laugh heartily, but stopped suddenly when he looked at Yelena, who by now was no longer watching their friends groove. He rolled his eyes and sank back in his chair.
She was ogling at the DJ. The four friends had to come to the Groove spot, the G-spot as they lovingly referred to it, every weekend because of Yelena’s obsession with the DJ, whom she refused to speak to. All she did was stare. And it drove Mark insane. With every second that her blue eyes lingered on the mysterious DJ, it was another agonizing twist of the knife in Mark’s heart.
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The two girls smiled at each other and danced blissfully. “We look sooo good, Terri!”, Sunny yelled to her cousin above the din of the music. Terri glanced at her own outfit then at Sunny’s and smiled again. “I know!!” Terri was wearing a crimson tank top, a tight, black, knee length skirt, and strappy black heels. Sunny was equally as fetching in a tight, skimpy baby blue dress and silver platforms. As the song began to change, Terri turned and loked at the DJ. She gasped slightly as she regarded the young man conversing with the DJ.
“Sunny, check him out! Is he not the hottest thing you’ve ever seen?!?!” Terri clutched her dancing cousin woth one hand and pointed up toward the DJ with the other. Sunny’s eyes grew wide with admiration as she said, “The blond talking to the DJ?! Wow!! Oh my god, he is totally my target tonight!” Terri’s eyes narrowed at the latter whilst she thought to herself, ‘I sooo saw him first!!!’ She turned her head when she suddenly felt hands on her hips. When she looked back at Sunny, she noticed that someone had also begun dancing with her cousin. She maneuvered her way closer to Sunny and her partner and said, “Let’s go dance over---“, but halted in mid-sentence when she noticed the mysterious blond was gone.
“Terri, I’m going to the bathroom, I’ll be right back,” Sunny shouted to her cousin, retreating into the crowd. Sunny angled herself toward the ladies’ room, but as she turned the corner to the bar, stopped short. She took a deep breath and approached the bar at a more leisurely pace. She calmly seated herself a chair down from the mysterious blond. She ordered a drink and inconspicuously checked out her lust object. She swiftly averted her eyes as he looked over at her. When she looked back a few seconds later, they made eye contact. Sunny inhaled sharply as the mysterious blond smiled an enticingly charming smile at her.
She shyly returned the smile and then quickly took a sip of her drink. Her heart was pounding as she heard him speak. “Hello, I’m Richie.” Sunny almost dropped her drink as she replied, “Hi, I’m Sunny.” “What a great name…So do you have a very ‘sunny’ personality?” Sunny covered her face, giggling. “I guess so, I laugh a lot.” “Why do you cover your face like that when you laugh? Y’know it’s a crime in this country to hide a face that pretty.” Sunny giggled even harder and blushed. “I don’t know about that…Richie.” Richie rose and moved to the seat next to Sunny’s. He gestured to her drink and asked, “Can I get you another one of those?” “Sure,” Sunny answered, nodding and blushing even harder. Unbeknownst to Sunny, Terri had spied her cousin flirting at the bar and vowed under her breath…
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The four girls hurriedly shuffled into the club, being carefully not to fall on their platforms. As they passed the guard, each handed their ID to the muscular man and waited in anticipation at his reaction. Finally, each got through and entered the smoky chamber looking cautiously back to make sure no one realized they weren't supposed to be there. "Oh my god! I can't believe that worked! We are so in!!" Alana shrieked as she adjusted her tight black capris and made sure the strap on her pink halter top was securely fastened.
The outfit was finished off with pair of pink chunky sneakers. "This is SO awesome guys! I am totally meeting some hotties tonight. Now, you're sure my outfit is okay?" Joy asked referring the lavender tank top, short black patent leather skirt, and black platforms she was sporting the evening. "You look great! Stop worrying. I'm just hoping this thing stays up,"said, pulling up her hot green tube top, accompanied by a pair of white flares. "Come on chicas. Hotties await," Alana declared as she started walking toward the dance floor.
The others fell into line behind her, pushing through the crowd until they reached the huge group groovin' to the music. The girls were all having a great time when a young man approached Alana. He tapped her on the shoulder and casually spoke, "Yo baby, I musta died and gone to heaven cause I see an angel standin right in front of me." Alana laughed and turned, "Where'd you come up with that one...oh my god..." In front of her stood none other than Sean from her all-time favorite group 5ive. The other girls turned in amazement at the scene. "You wanna dance?" he asked smiling. "Ummmmm...."Alana stammered regaining her composure. "Sure." She turned to her friends in complete marvel as he led her off to another portion of the dance floor. After the initial shock wore off, Alana was able to speak again and portray her natural charm. "You wanna go to the bar?" Sean asked after dancing to song after song. "I need a drink." Alana agreed and the two moved towards the bar. Sean ordered the drinks and the two sat down to chat.
Hours later, Alana realized that is way past the time she had told her mom she'd be home. She couldn't believe how well she and Sean vibed. Alana handed Sean a scrap of paper on which she'd written her phone number and stood up to go find her friends. She finally found the three standing near the door not looking happy at all. "Finally..."Allison said under her breath as the girls walked out of the club. The car ride home was silent as Alana's friends plotted against her. It just wasn't fair. Alana had always gotten the hotties and this was the last straw. Sean from 5ive! How lucky could one girl get...