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You're the One that I Want By Jena Corso Edited by Typsie Chapter Six With his bladder empty but his heart confused he walked to the mirror and checked his face. A little touch up would go a long way before he took a breath and as he exited the bathroom, he could see that the place was starting to empty out. Through the groups of students in conversations he weaved before finally seeing Ralph waiting impatiently while he texted on his phone. "About time?" said Ralph dropping down his phone. "Sorry," smiled Bryce before pecking a kiss. "You think it was easy in this?" "No like you said I expected it wouldn't be," answered Ralph. "But I did notice you said you had to go bad and then I look up and you're giggling with Robbie and Eric." "Who stopped me on the way and I didn't want to be rude," said Bryce giving him an annoyed look. "It was just a minute or two with not just them but a lot of the stage crew. Should I have blown them off?" "No but you seem to always being hanging with Robbie when you're not with me?" questioned Ralph looking him dead in the face. "Since he's my friend since fifth grade?" said Bryce rolling his eyes. "Is that a problem?" "Only if you're cheating on me with him?" joked Ralph as a small grin peaked onto his face. "I'm not but we both know this is a temporary thing and it's not like you want it to be exclusive or anything?" answered Bryce shaking his head. "And what if I did?" questioned Ralph smirking. "Would you stop flirting with the jocks?" "Don't need to since I certainly am not!" said Bryce rolling his eyes again. "And besides you who's saying I am?" "The quarterback that has the hots for you and our soccer goalie that asked me if we were really an item because he was planning on asking you out," answered back Ralph looking him dead in the face. "Roger Dawson and Miguel Acosta?" gulped Bryce holding his chest. "I'm an actress and not interested." "Except still in Brooke?" peppered Ralph. "After everything we talked about before you left, I noticed you talked to more than the stage crew didn't you." "So you jealous of boys or Brooke?" said Bryce rolling his eyes. "Because I've barely left your side except to pee so if it helps you not be so jealous you can come help hold it for me next time." "Not happening and not funny!" smiled Ralph as Bryce diffused him for a moment as Ralph softly touched his face. "And when it comes to holding things like that more a girl's job but I still see the way you look at her?" "Because yes I had my heart a bit broken and I guess if we need to talk about her than maybe there is something I should get off my chest," admitted Bryce feeling bad reaching up cupping his hand. "Gawwddd... I feel guilty even though I not sure if I should but... have you seen the way she looks at me?" "With such distaste and don't babe...." grinned Ralph stopping him from getting emotional softly touching his arm tenderly. "Yes I have and for me it's quite enjoyable so no matter what you have done you don't have to feel guilty around me about anything with her in the past." "Really?" grinned Bryce snuggling into him. "Like anything?" "Yeah I'm sorry if I'm being a jealous douche but it's all in the past?" questioned Ralph giving Bryce a funny look as he rubbed his back with Bryce's head resting on his chest. "Isn't it?" "Well yeah?" smirked Bryce feeling some relief leaning his face up kissing his neck. "It's just truthfully it's not that long ago. But technically....We are in the present and it is all in the past alright?" "Then move forward!" said Ralph leaning down meeting Bryce's lips for a peck. "And if you still did have feelings for the bitch you probably shouldn't anyway since I'm the one you'll be singing to. I'm the one you want? Aren't I?" "Just like the song.. You're the one that I want," said Bryce singing him a line and then softly kissing him. "Ohh..Ohhh..Ohhh!" "Exactly my queen," said Ralph touching Bryce's hair as he looked into his eyes. "Plus, she just left with Roger Dawson who she was probably cheating on you with while you were dating her anyway. She's like that you know." "Are you fucking kidding me?" snarled Bryce getting angry. "Arm and arm!" grinned Ralph knowing that irritated him. "That bitch!" stomped Bryce. "Thought you weren't interested in him or was that about her?" Asked Ralph quite curious now. "I'm not," said Bryce shaking his hand. "And sorry! More her and the past I guess." "Then think about the present and forget her! So about tonight?" said Ralph softly touching his face. "Where did you want to go?" "You're really taking me out again?" huffed Bryce expecting it yet really not wanting to go. "Aren't you tired?" "You knew I would be and wanted to," said Ralph pecking a kiss. "Now come on let's go have some fun and think you can wear something really sexy for me?" "After being stuck in this all night?" smiled Bryce shrugging his shoulders and swinging his big dress gently. "And like I get a choice but don't they always put me in fairly sexy things for our dates?" "Yeah but you didn't have these hooters that look so hot," said Ralph as his fingers wandered sliding past them. "So you think you could ask if they could put you into something to show them off?" "I will if you'll take me where Roger took her and I can rub it in her face?" grinned Bryce before reaching up grabbing his wrists. "And even though they're fake I'm doubting this is the place for that?" "Deal if it's really low cut like you're almost popping out of it but yeah you're right?" giggled Ralph as Bryce pushed his hands away. "What the hell kind of girl are you trying to make me?" questioned Bryce giving him a look. "They want me to be a certain type you know." "A nasty bitch that wants to rub it in her ex's face and you don't have to be that type until Monday again now that the filming is over for the night?" grinned Ralph. "So want to be out with me like a bimbo?" grinned Bryce holding his face in his hands shaking his head. "Well not exactly and Sandy is really sexy at the end of the show but..?" smiled ralph raising his brows. "But bullshit you don't," laughed Bryce thinking about pissing off Brooke. "I'll ask?" "If you can keep them through Sunday then too since it's just you and me again and in reality our last day alone until after the show?" said Ralph pulling him in tight and tonguing him. "Still could pop up to film us a little on Sunday at certain times though?" said Bryce catching a breath. "Don't ya' think?" "Which is why they'll still be fine with you looking hot and we have to make sure our romance won't disappoint," said Ralph softly pressing a kiss. "Like that's ever been a problem?" giggled Bryce pushing him back a bit. "Still has to be G-rated though ok?" "Like they wouldn't edit anything even a touch risqu??" smirked Ralph licking his chops. "So you'll do it for me?" "I said I'd ask," nodded Bryce as they rubbed nose to nose kissing again. "But while I do you better do some asking yourself and find out where they're going!" "That's my busty bra-straining babe then and don't worry I already know," teased Ralph nuzzled up close. "Then a busting out I will push to make sure I will be," said Bryce reaching down sliding his hand over Ralph's ass. "Hope you're ready?" "Ready since I first laid eyes on you babe," grinned Ralph exchanging the ass grab. "Because come Monday you'll be in school in the conservative Sandy outfits so whatever's under there won't be noticeable anyway?" "In poodle skirts it shouldn't be and I'll go change now?" said Bryce initiating another deep wet kiss before he turned to walk off. "But keep kissing me like this or squeezing my ass and I'm not so sure it won't be." The look on Ralph's face was priceless as Bryce could barely stop giggling to himself as he walking off leaving Ralph white as a ghost. To the dressing room he went meeting up with Ronnie almost flooring him with his request. The change in plans of his prosthetics being left in place would be music to Ronnie's ears as he loved the challenge of making his Sandy girl more sexy, and more so loved the reason as he hated Brooke. In and out of skimpy tops and low cut dresses went his prot?g? as they searched for the right look with limited choices as never had Ronnie enjoyed making him into something more. Five changes became ten and seemingly countless as on and off went outfits until Ronnie was satisfied he nailed the look that would have every guy wanting to nail Bryce. He'd pump up his makeup and let down his hair as off went the sparkly tiara and on went his body glitter. Sandy Olsson had been replaced by Pamela Anderson once Ronnie finally cemented the last curly wave with a finish spray and over-lined Bryce's lips. Born now was the sultry more confident and less reserved woman that was never on the agenda as perfume spritzed the neck of the blonde vixen. Over to the mirror scurried Bryce, shuffling as quickly as he could in the most unforgiving tight skirt and spikiest heels. He could do nothing to hide his devilish smile of delight and try not to giggle as even after all this time as a girl; never had he looked like this. After some lectures from Ronnie about how to play the role and the load of cosmetics stuffed in his purse, out of the room he went with an exaggerated wiggle causing stir as he walked through the halls. It would be a jaw dropping moment like no other as he walked towards Ralph before stopping in a sexy pose, pausing to allow him to soak it in not saying a word. Five seconds of silence would seem like a year as Bryce shifted his weight and chewed his gum. A stare at his nails followed by a huff and then the burst of a bubble awaiting Ralph's voice would have him impatient until he rolled his eyes annoyed. "Does this dress not do it for you babe?" said Bryce rubbing his index finger through his cleavage and the awaiting his response. "Or did you want me to see if I could find a turtleneck?" Even during the sexy final acts of Grease, Sandy had never looked like this as Bryce posed teasing his boyfriend. He was a bottled blonde with some bottled up aggression that he needed to get out and in a skimpy low cut sleeveless micro-mini dress he was popping out of and skyscraper stilettoes, Ralph was getting even more than he asked for. As his finger rose from his cleavage, he puckered his lips softly blowing the sparkly particles from its tips. Long silver stiletto nails had been glued over his already long manicure and a series of a dozen or so thin gold bangles jingled on his right wrist before it returned positioned to hold his hips. With long gold strand earrings looking like tinsel from his lobes beneath his already golden locks and as much glitter as a stripper on his upper body, he was more than the sexy gift his man had asked for. Any grease that would be used to slick back the guy's hair had apparently been added to his legs as they shined all lathered up under the florescent lighting. Red strappy open toed platform shoes would have five and a half inch spikey heels looking a hell of a lot taller than shoes at the close of show as Ralph stared looking stunned. Around his ass the tightest red leather mini skirt gave no hints of anything foreign between his legs that Ralph should be worried about before dress rose showing off ample side skin through the large gold rings that formed the side cut outs. Two thin spaghetti straps held the super low cut v-neck top portion of the red dress in place while barely covering his faux nipples in a bikini like triangular top shape. His bangs had been lifted before curling under and separated in a slightly teased style as tonight he'd be the one doing the teasing as the rest of his blonde hair sat in wild loose wavy like curls. With now blackened out dark smokey eyes, thick curled large lashes and corvette red lips over lined in a darker brick he had been transformed into the blonde bombshell he never dreamed he'd be instead fulfilling Ralph's warped dream as his bimbo date. "Hoy shit Bryce," shivered Ralph still stunned. "Do it for me? Oh yeah I'd do you anywhere and anyway you like in that?" "Then don't make me stand here all night while you still got a shot at that before I decide to walk past the jocks and flirt a little," teased Bryce giving him a wink. "You'll give them heart attacks?" swallowed Ralph looking him up and down. "Or something to think about when they're home alone later just like you will be while I'm out on the prowl or were you finally ready to leave with me?" snarled Bryce leaning on one hip batting his lashes. "You don't have to tell me twice!" jumped Ralph racing over putting his arm around him. "Damn well better not?" said Bryce playing it up chewing his gum and turning his face as Ralph tried to kiss him. "But don't ruin the lips." "Really?" gulped Ralph just about drooling. "Not just yet," grinned Bryce sliding his hand down giving a little squeeze on Ralph's left but cheek. "Now let's go." "Yes!" shivered Ralph already aroused squeezing his arm around his girl as off they walked hip to hip. "I mean of course babe." Bryce would give a passing glance at the fellas drooling as they strolled arm and arm slowing down his strut purposely allowing them to stare. He'd turn purposely catching them as he flipped his hair off his shoulders as Ralph opened the door for him to exit and delivered a girlish wave followed by a wink as out they went into the cool evening air. He'd try not to laugh at their reaction as into the car service he went with Ralph who could barely keep his hands off him. His request to preserve the lips once the address was given to the driver would be soon ignored as Ralph's persistent attempts to kiss him would be unstoppable. Bryce would finally push back when they were almost there taking out his compact and repairing his face. Even he would feel like a completely new woman, as the actor inside him was channeling this evening was quite the bitch. He just kept telling himself for a night he was a just busty slut one step above a street walker whose job was to piss off his ex-girlfriend so if he needed to be a bimbo to accomplish that then that's what he was about to do. Into the teen club they walked with him on Ralph's arm being proudly paraded like a life sized trophy in heels before they stopped for a fruity alcohol free drink. A spin of his stool while sipping straw would have him surveying the crowd for Brooke while stuck in mindless chat with Ralph. Over would come a few of Ralph's neighborhood buddies who were out to pick up chicks but it wouldn't take long to figure out their conversations with Ralph would be superficial. They had wandered over more to check out the girl he was with and on more than one occasion even the friends that knew the deal were quite surprised it was Bryce. Jokes and drools would just lead to eye rolling with Bryce being a good sport but a shoulder rub on his date by one of his buddies would have Ralph becoming annoyed. With a twinkle in his eyes seeing Ralph's reaction, Bryce though would use his boyfriend's angst to act even more flirtatious and then some inadvertent touching on Bryce's bare back by another friend would lead to Ralph pulling his girl away to dance. Bryce would bite his lip trying to hold in his giggle yet enjoy Ralph being irritated as they said they see them later staring to walk off. What Bryce should have expected though was his arrogant boyfriend needing to show his buddies his conquest as before they walked even five steps he turn and show everyone who was boss. Before Bryce could even attempt to object they'd be spinning tongues with Bryce being held tightly for all to see as Bryce knew his playfulness had poked the bear. What quickly poked back was his boyfriend's tented admiration under his short skirt as Ralph practically had him lifted off his heels until finally he tapped him to pause as it got too crazy. "It's sweet once again that you're so jealous and frankly kind of funny since it's still me in this dress but slow down," said Bryce tugging at the ends of his short skirt. "We're in public remember?" "Then let's not be?" said Ralph pulling him back in. "Where'd you want to go?" "Go? We haven't even been here an hour yet?" Pushed back Bryce giving him a nasty look. "And you're the one that wanted me out like this?" "For myself," smiled Ralph stepping right back in. "I'm greedy like that." "And I'm not going to look like this again so I can't even believe I'm saying this but enjoy me while you can like this," said Bryce pecking a soft wet kiss. "Now how about we just go dance?" "After you just got me all revved up for more and we dance together every day?" Stated Ralph a bit frustrated stepping back himself this time. "That sucks!" "And I might look like I do but I don't!" grinned Bryce looking him dead in the face with his hand on one hip giving some attitude. "Now I gave you what you asked for here tonight co-star but we ain't going anywhere else so I can give you that!" "Don't you ever stop acting?" snarled Ralph shaking his head aggravated. "In heels and dress when you can't keep your hands off me?" grinned Bryce enjoying Ralph's anguish. "Why would you want me too?" "No I meant acting like the good girl when before you put on those heels and a dress we both know you were quite the sneaky opposite?" grinned Ralph folding his arms. "Weren't you?" "Again, with this shit with Brooke?" said Bryce pushing back getting pissed. "Told you I didn't know it wasn't completely over and aren't we past that?" "Doesn't change what happened or who you are under that dress," answered Ralph giving him a funny look before nodding. "But yeah, I'm past it." "Doesn't seem like it?" said Bryce stepping forward leaning in kissing him and then touching his face tenderly. "But tonight I'm only here for you so let's not even go there?" "Why not? Because we both know that you're not," said Ralph pulling down his hand. "Did you not agree to come out like this to rub it in her face a little?" "Not saying I didn't but who's idea was it?" said Bryce trying to keep the peace cupping his boobs being silly. "Ok mine and can't say I'm not glad I did," grinned Ralph looking down at them. "Every guy in the place is hot for you wishing they were me." "And I'm still out with you aren't I?" said Bryce wrapping his wrists around Ralph's neck. "So you going to spin me around a little on the dance floor like you do on-stage co-star or should I go see which one of your buddies will if you won't." "Like I'd let that happen slut," laughed Ralph teasing before he kissed him again deeply. When their kiss finally broke, to the dance floor they'd go for a few revolutions of Bryce being spun feeling the incredible tug of heavy prosthesis. This would be no slow dance in a underwire fitted gown designed to hold things in place for a few spins. Instead the gravitational pull in skimpy dress would have straps straining to hold as he twisted in and out of his talented dance partners arms as quickly he became worried he could pop out of his top. He'd have to slow down the pace as the ever present bounce in his step would result in a different type of bounce all together. The only way to control what would continue to spring up and down would be to press into his man even tighter until the strain on his back wouldn't be the only strain he'd again be dealing with. What started as dancing had turned to tight pressing and grinding until Bryce just dropped his head on Ralph's shoulder holding on tight. With both of them a little sweaty and things never more steamy Bryce kissed his neck trying to slow things down. "Ok maybe we should just take a break now?" said Bryce softly in his ear. "The girl that can dance for hours needs a break?" joked Ralph loving their embrace. "You kidding?" "Normally she doesn't," sighed Bryce softly kissing his neck. "But seems she's put on a few pounds so please." "Sure," joked Ralph squeezing Bryce ass through the skirt. "And who would complain if she put on a few more in the right places." "Probably wardrobe since she'd need to be refitted for all her clothes," laughed Bryce reaching back pushing up his hand as it was almost under it now. "Nah they'd never be against her being even more curvy," said Ralph before stealing a soft kiss while gingerly touching his spine under his long locks. "And neither would I. Tonight's it's almost like I got a new girlfriend." "No kidding!" laughed Bryce rubbing his boobs against Ralph's chest being flirty. "But seemed like you weren't too unhappy with the old one?" "The old one was sweet and pretty but this one?" Pecked Ralph kissing him softly before and then looking to tongue him as he squeezed him in tight again. "This one..." "Is a temp!" Pushed back Bryce interrupting not accepting the deeper kiss. "So don't get your hopes up?" "Why shouldn't I when everything else is certainly up?" said Ralph kissing Bryce neck. "Like I could have possibly missed it with it up my skirt?" complained Bryce as Ralph nibbled on his neck. "Against my ass, my stomach or just about in my hand." "Glad you've noticed?" laughed Ralph moving towards his lips. "Like I've ever not noticed?" smiled Bryce as he cupped his wrists around his boyfriend's neck raising his brows. "But did you?" "You can't be?" gulped Ralph turning white. "I think I'd have..?" "Felt it? In this dress no," laughed Bryce leaning in kissing him and tonguing him softly for a moment. "But lucky for you I had to really be heavily taped in this because that doesn't mean it hasn't been trying to be." "Like that thought is going to keep me up and about like my girl wants me to be?" sighed Ralph feeling sick. "Never said I did but I can't say it's not flattering like I'm doing things right?" grinned Bryce before softly kissing him again. "But like I couldn't fix that if I needed to after just one kiss." "But what if it needs more than fixing?" swallowed Ralph holding him tight. "From where I stand I'm pretty sure it feels like there nothing to be fixed?" said Bryce before lifting his knee making contact. "Yeah definitely not broken." "Maybe fixed isn't the right word?" grinned Ralph quickly grabbing under Bryce's calf not wanting the contact to end. "Hold my leg up where you shouldn't much longer in public and you'll need a different type of fixing," joked Bryce smiling at him and tapping his wrist to release his leg. "You've seen how high I can kick." "And balance on one spikey heel while you're making my head spin," said Ralph letting go and kissing him firmly before pausing. "So obviously understand and maybe it's not exactly fixing but some TLC." "Oh? Like mine did in my gown earlier lover boy," giggled Bryce giving him a wink and stepping back. "I'll go freshen up if you need to go handle that." "Rather my girlfriend handle it for me but you're not saying...?" said Ralph not letting go of his hand as Bryce was looking past him. "That you?" "Have been looking around and noticed quite a few other things?" said Bryce looking him dead in the face. "Or didn't when I expected to?" "Not sure what that means," questioned Ralph still stuck with the last thought. "I mean....You know think of me and then you..?" "Told you I'm a good girl so that you'll get to wonder about since I'm not saying a thing," shrugged Bryce. "But I'm still ok if you need to so go ahead while I maybe take a walk around." "Maybe we should just leave instead," blurted Ralph smirking at him. "I sure we're both ready for the girl that's not so good?" "Are we?" said Bryce with his hands on his hips. "Because I already gave you the not so good girl that's played the bimbo and allowed you to just about ride her for the whole place to see? You think she gets naughtier than that and you done with her already?" "Already? Not even close," complained Ralph before smirking. "I just figured that way no one could see that bad girl side of you that could be looking to come out as even naughtier and handle her boyfriend's needs an even better way." "So the one getting pissed that's been looking around and not happy that you lied to her about Brooke being here tonight to get me out like this?" said Bryce folding his arms. "Sure you want to see her because she's not as nice as the girl that was giving you few minutes relieve yourself in private being understanding?" "Guess she just didn't show so her loss," shrugged Ralph playing it off. "And maybe I'll just not think about any of that now and we'll just a revisit that a little later with my favorite good girl." "Who you can think about tonight when you're all alone with your other favorite girl that wears the same lipstick that I do," joked Bryce lifting his hand drawing around his fist with his lip color. "Her you won't have to bullshit." "But Bryce?" said Ralph caught off guard starting at his hand and then his girlfriend's back. "Babe?" "Says go fuck yourself!" yelled back Bryce walking off never looking back. "Come on co-star?" questioned Ralph as Bryce was hurrying away. "You're leaving?" "You with a girl who's willing to handle what you ask," said Bryce holding up his middle finger as he continued to walked off. "And don't worry thanks to what you had me wear I'll easily get a ride home." "Wait don't leave," yelled Ralph standing there ditched. "Will I see you tomorrow?" The conversation would be over as quickly as Bryce would be chatting with some of Ralph's own friends and then he shot Ralph a snide look walking out on one of their arms. With steam coming out of his ears Ralph stood jilted able to do nothing but call for his uber and head home. He'd toss and turn and certainly do much more with his painted on girl getting very little sleep as his texts went unanswered. Not much else would change all morning as his calls still went unanswered but then in walked his favorite girl pulling off her big sun glasses all smiles at the Sunday cast brunch. With freshly cut bangs a bit shorter above his brow line and his length now sheered to his shoulder blades like the character, Bryce greeted a few of the girls with hugs and kisses. An enhanced brassy shine to his simple straightened hair from a middle part would do nothing but solidify his status as the radiant starlet as he mingled but his humility to those not in starring roles always appreciated. A coral gloss would shine around his further whitened teeth and the gleaming off his peachy cheekbones had him looking radiant. In a fitted white silk halter jumpsuit with bright blue 4 inch sling backs and a shoulder bag to match she was a girl that looked like the show's star as she flicked her French manicure exchanging pleasantries. Hated or not by some of the other girls today he could give a shit, as he gossiped and fussed excited about the day. It would be the final cast brunch until everything would change in school on Monday so phony friendships replaced cat fighting as with the teachers and with the studio people present every bitch would be on her best behavior. "Sleep well co-star," said Bryce walking in kissing his cheek and sitting down next to him. "Not really?" sighed Ralph a bit stunned as Bryce wiped the lipstick from his co-stars cheek. "Then caffeinate babe," said Bryce tapping his thigh. "It's a busy day." "I know and I've been calling and texting you all morning," said Ralph giving him a funny look. "Yup," smiled Bryce sipping his water. "I know." "But you didn't answer me," said Ralph not pleased. "I didn't?" grinned Bryce playing dumb. "I'm so blonde sometimes?" "You're not even really blonde?" snarled Ralph. "Or a girl," whispered Bryce putting his finger of his lips. "SSsshh. Not everyone needs to know that." "None of this is funny Bryce," said Ralph already frustrated. "You forget how you left me last night!" "With that other girl?" giggled Bryce delivering a wink. "Again! Sssshhh. No one needs to know about that either and I'd rather not know what you did with her ether." "Can you just get serious for a minute?" questioned Ralph venting. "Are we serious co-star?" said Bryce squishing his cheeks. "Because if we are then should you really have done what I'm sure you did with her gorgeous lips." "I did nothing," snarled Ralph not happy. "And here we are lying already this morning which is why I left in the first place because we both know you did something," said Bryce looking him dead in the face. "Only probably the same thing you did co-star?" said Ralph staring right back at him. "So you want to tell first?" "That I'm sure your buddy Hank that drove me home did the same thing you did since I could see the tent in his pants when he tried to kiss me goodnight," said Bryce resting his elbow on the table in the palm of his hand. "Yeah nothing happened! I have a boyfriend and I'm a good girl in case you didn't know." "Knew he would and would have told you not to leave with him," laughed Ralph looking back at him. "So you're not mad at me anymore?" "Oh I'm still mad," said Bryce leaning in and kissing him tenderly for a few seconds. "But I'm a really good actress. Can't you tell?" "But you're an amazing woman too and I'm sorry if I pushed too hard," backed down Ralph licking his lips. "I'm kind of a jerk sometimes and all I was thinking about was you. Can't you tell?" "That I know," smiled Bryce taking out his compact checking his smile. "And in those pants easily." "Then couldn't you have at least replied or answered one of my calls?" huffed Ralph waiting for him to finish primping as he checked his hair. "You had me freaking out?" "Roots done, nails done, new highlights and a haircut?" smiled Bryce sliding some hair onto his shoulders. "So kinda busy! Can't ya' tell?" "Noticed," grinned Ralph reaching over touching Bryce's hair. "And you're so sexy no matter what you do so any reply would have helped. So we good?" "But not as sexy as you might have wanted today although still got the big boobs under here?" joked Bryce before pushing out his chest. "So what do you think?" "That you kept them for me?" said Ralph flexing his brows thrilled. "Well I figured just because you didn't live up to your side doesn't mean I shouldn't?" shrugged Bryce before letting out a giggle. "I'm not a bitch like that you know?" "Then you're going to be in something to show them off again later for me?" Sight Ralph getting excited. "Something as hot as last night!" "Didn't say that but if it keeps you on your best behavior maybe?" grinned Bryce pecking a quick kiss. "Plus I can't get them off that easy without Ronnie's help and I have to be conservative for an event like this so you really can't see them in this can you?" "Jezzz you really are such a good girl," laughed Ralph enjoying the smooch. "And I'd have thought you'd have corrupted her by now?" said Brooke walking up from behind them. "Her?" said Ralph softly rubbing Bryce's back giving her a dirty look. "Maybe you might have when you had your shot but I'm a gentleman." "Yeah tried but failed and bullshit you are. Seems though you have scored quite the good catch then haven't you?" said Brooke wedging her face between them. "An obvious upgrade over your ex? Wouldn't you say?" "I'd say I know you're baiting me and there's nothing I could say that would end well for me," said Ralph looking at Bryce and then Brooke and back again at each. "So I'll say nothing except good morning Brooke." "Then it looks like you're the one corrupted Ralph?" laughed Brooke stepping back. "Or should I say neutered? Since when did you become such a pussy?" "Since I met someone nice for a change," snapped back Ralph. "Jealous?" "That I couldn't make it work as her pink haired butch lover?" joked Brooke putting her hands on her hips with some attitude. "Not really since I'm not a lesbian but if I had to be with a chick I'm more the lipstick lesbian type myself and seems she's more into cock now." "Please don't fight today you two and let's not go there Brooke," said Bryce standing up. "Please just sit together in peace and let's start over. How about we start with you look amazing this morning Brooke and I love that dress on you." "Really because it wouldn't have been my choice so I'm not loving it but having cotton candy for hair does limit you," grinned Brooke flaring out the skirt looking at herself before looking at Bryce wide eyed. "More like early afternoon but the way I heard you two dirty stay outs were causing quite the stir deep into the night so I'm sure this seems early for you." "Afternoon then Brooke and might be early for him but I was out and about by seven," played along Bryce. "Now can I at least have a hug?" "You mean a girl as naturally beautiful as you doesn't just roll out of bed looking like this," giggled Brooke opening her arms to hug him. "With the amount of makeup they put on me. I wish!" laughed Bryce air kissing her cheeks. "Now this is a nice event so how about we all just sit down and not get off on the wrong foot today." "You're right blondie," nodded Brooke lifting her name plate at her seat. "And how honored am I to sit next to the star on her dias?" "Not my dias and I did not pick the seats?" smirked Bryce patting her chair and reaching out his hand. "Just a big curved table for the entire cast to interact but I'm happy to be sitting next to you if that means something to you?" "It used to and not anymore," said Brooke giving him a look as she took his hand. "But the ring your wearing might? Where'd you get that?" "I don't get anything?" said Bryce looking down at their adjoined hands. "They just put these things on me?" "That looks like my favorite ring I gave back to my ex," said Brooke lifting his hand inspecting the ring and then looking at Ralph. "I never took that back from you!" said Ralph standing up now. "No I tossed it at you!" snarled Brooke. "You forget?" "Not now that you mention it?" gulped Ralph turning pale. "Exactly and maybe it's not it but still looks like it but what do I know," said Brooke looking again at Bryce's hand. "Maybe it's just the first time I saw your honey with some bling on that ring finger so I guess you two are more serious than I thought?" "And they put rings on me every day so please just sit down Brooke because it means nothing," said Bryce looking at himself now and then grasping it. "In fact I'll take it off and you can have it if you want." "All yours now blondie and don't," said Brooke stopping him from taking it off before a big grin filled her face. "But love to hear how he proposed? Back to the waterfall again Ralphie or you finally come up with something original?" "What does that mean?" said Ralph pushing her aside. "You damn well know what it means using the same cheap moves on my boyfriend you used on me and now somehow you got my ring on her like you own him," snarled Brooke getting nasty. "Let me hear you deny that shit! Go ahead!" "Could you stop Brooke before someone overhears this and thinks something they shouldn't?" said Bryce softly grasping her arm getting between them. "Now back in your chair Ralph and please just sit there with your mouth shut." "Fine but she..." objected Ralph. "Is calming down too so enough," ordered Bryce as Ralph sat meekly before he turned back to Brooke. "Now please sit with me Brooke and I guess I'll just sit in the middle keeping the peace!" "Well the bride always sits at the center of her dais and does the seat assignments," joked Brooke giving Ralph a nasty look as she sat down. "But did you not pick me for the maid of honor seat because that is where my table card saying I should be and after all we've been through that you did means so much to me princess?" "Just an actress and your co-star," said Bryce wanting to take no part in her bait. "Main star with a sparkly rock on her ring finger looking quite radiant like she just stepped out of the salon with her hair done and in all white more like it's her bridal shower?" rattled off Brooke looking him dead in the face before grasping his forearm. "Does your mom know yet?" "Not funny and not in all white?" huffed Bryce giving her a look of disgust before sliding his chair back lifting his ankle slightly showing off his blue pumps. "Notice the royal blue shoes?" "Something borrowed like my ring and something blue?" said Brooke teasing. "If you want me to not spill the beans before you tell the whole cast you're engaged I'll just try to hold my tongue but that won't be easy." "Of course, it'll be easy because until a week ago I was dating you!" said Bryce rolling his eyes. "Now do not even think about starting rumors like that." "Well, you're right that it is quite sudden?" said Brooke looking him dead in the face before pretending to be stunned covering her mouth. "You're not pregnant are you?" "And not dressed like a bride!" huffed Bryce pulling off the ring tossing it on the table. "Taking off the ring and the shoes!" "Which are gorgeous and don't because you'll ruin you're nails with those straps but honestly much too high if you're carrying," giggled Brooke flicking her wrist cracking herself up. "But I get that a girl like you even knocked up is way too pretentious to show up in flats! So, don't worry your secret is safe with me and is this your baby shower too? Because if I knew I would have brought a gift?" "Isn't you laughing in my face gift enough of you?" said Bryce no longer amused rolling his eyes. "You done?" "Not even close to done," snarled Brooke lifting the ring inspecting it. "And definitely my ring now that I see it up close." "But how could it be?" said Ralph taking it from her looking closely himself. "How could any of this shit be?" huffed Brooke ripping it out of his hands giving Ralph the look of death. "Just put it on and play your role but just don't play dumb with me sister!" "If this was truly your ring how could I have known that?" complained Bryce as she grabbed Bryce's hand sliding it back on him. "Because you're just a bottle blonde not really a ding bat and you used to be observant of everything little detail when it came to me," snapped back Brooke pushing it on tight. "I used to love that about you so you going to really tell me it doesn't look familiar when I was wearing it the first two weeks we dated while I was cheating on him with you." "Oh gawwddd," gulped Bryce fanning out his fingers looking at the ring. "And please let me take it off because if it was yours, I really don't want it." "Why not, since you already have everything else, I've wanted or that used to be mine," said Brooke standing up. "Don't say that, and that was never my intention?" said Bryce fighting his emotions. "Yet executed it flawlessly," said Brooke pissed, taking her name plate off the table. "Please sit back down Brooke and let's talk," said Bryce feeling his eyes get watery. "Where are you going?" "To the other end of your dias where I don't have to watch you ruin your eyeliner or hear him trying to explain his latest lie," said Brooke tossing the strap of her pocketbook on her shoulder. "I just can't!" "But it was just a ring Brooke and I'm sure this is just a mix up," Cried Bryce grabbing her wrist. "Only thing mixed up is his mind since this started with him hating on me and I'm not sure how you did it?" lectured Brooke. "But, it seems you've got the hottest stud in the whole school to forget he hated you too, and that you have a dick under your dress?" "Me?" answered back Bryce. "It was you that pushed me towards him?" "After I thought it was what the studio wanted but now, I'm thinking maybe I was the blonde?" huffed Brooke folding her arms. "Yet, still salty you're not," said Ralph stepping between them. "And mad I'm past all that with her and she's all woman regardless of everything else." "Finally, something we agree on, and I guess more perfect for a douche bag like you than I originally thought," Patted Brooke tapping her ex- boyfriend's arm. "And she may look like little Miss Perfect but a week from now when the show is done and you're bored hammering her tight co- star ass, you'll be out of cheap repeat moves you've used up and she'll just be sloppy seconds! Enjoy the brunch you two love birds." "Brooke don't walk away like this," pleaded Bryce seeing people arriving. "We can't fight in front of the studio people that are coming in now and this is supposed to be a happy occasion." "For the happy couple once they tell everyone their engaged!" said Brooke tossing own her napkin. "Of course, it'll be a happy occasion and don't worry even though I'm changing seats for now I won't renege on being your maid of honor."