And kissed me on the lips

Jamie

I am about to win again. I would say my team is about to win again, but the kid I'm paired with basically just guffawed throughout the entire show. In second place is Veronica and some supposedly famous soccer player named Karl, and Abby and Gangsta in third. As usual, Donnie just smiled the whole time and his partner had no idea what was going on in the world.

Johann announced, "Since Team Veronica is only behind by one point, and Team Abby is only behind by one point, if Team Jamie cannot defeat Team Veronica's Steal, Team Abby will also get a chance to Steal. Is this clear?" Johann paused for effect, grinning at us demonically. Ah shit, these jerks were going to play dirty again. "Are you ready? Get set? Music cue!"

Suddenly, the studio was filled with ... holy fuck. Push Me by PYD.

Veronica screamed and ran to the spotlight and started dancing. Shit, she actually knew how to dance this. The non-celebs started dancing too. Abby started pushing them towards the spotlight to join Veronica, and started dancing herself. I grabbed the guy, since he was still in my team, and shook my head at him. He guffawed at me and obediently stood beside me, but clapping his hands to the beat.

Of course, Gangsta was dancing in the spotlight too, it was their song. I looked at Johann and rolled my eyes at him. He shrugged, his face pleading fake innocence, and did the arm movements from his podium.

On any other day, I would be dancing up there with them, trying to pretend I knew what the dance was or making up a new one on the spot. I won once by doing just that, and Veronica made the biggest fuss, shouting expletives that were buzzed out on air with cartoony graphics that they added in post. I remember that day because she slammed me on my kitchen table after the shoot and rode me until she came seven times. I always keep count.

Shit, even Donnie is up there dancing. How popular was this song?

I knew one camera was trained on me, capturing my reactions. I looked straight into it and rolled my eyes. I crossed my arms in front of my chest and shook my head at the injustice. The viewers were going to lap this up.

Then I saw that they had formed a circle around Veronica and Gangsta who were now facing each other and dancing in sync. They didn't break eye contact from each other throughout, and Veronica smiled at him with sparkling, flirtatious eyes. I swear this girl could dance the safety reminders before a plane takes off and she could make it sexy. Gangsta responded as any straight alpha male hip hop boy would respond, rapping the song to her while winking and blowing her kisses. The lyrics were, "I'm on the brink, there's a hundred stories below, all you gotta do is push me!" I remember this song was about gang violence, how the hell did it suddenly become so erotic?

And fuck, Arden, aren't you gay?

Before I knew what I was doing, I placed myself in between this dance off, facing Gangsta and blocking his view of Veronica. I gestured at him to back off. I heard everyone whooping outrageously around us, and Johann said, "Oh wow, somebody's jealous? Jamie, are you confessing to Veronica right now?"

Shit.

"I'm trying to warn Gangsta that Veronica isn't like the sweet girls he's probably used to, I'm doing him a favour," I replied, instantly getting laughs.

I felt someone feebly punch my shoulder from behind. I turned around and saw Veronica glaring at me, her hands on her waist. I lost myself for a moment and smiled at her. She quickly turned away and said to Johann, "I win today, right?! Wooo!"

"The winner is Team Veronica," Johann obliged, and confetti fell from the ceiling.

"What the?" Gangsta threw his arms up and people started hugging each other around us. "How did I lose a dance off to my own song?"

"You shouldn't have stopped dancing first," Johann explained. He gestured to me as if to say I was purposely distracting him so that he would lose. I looked at Gangsta and bowed an apology with my hands together, mostly because the camera was on us.

I stayed on set for as long as I could, pretending to enjoy myself with the dancing cast while watching Veronica's every move, while avoiding Gangsta's attempts to talk to me. As soon as our director yelled "Cut!" and I saw Veronica leave the set, I quickly followed after her.

In the hallway, I yelled her name. She didn't turn around, and started to walk faster. "Dear lord, Veronica!!!" I yelled again. Then suddenly, someone yanked my arm and very forcefully dragged me into a room.

It was the men's room. And it was Gangsta. Of course it was.

"What the hell?" I yelled at him.

"Bro, I just want to make sure you don't think what happened last night had anything to do with me," he said.

I stared at him for a second, confused as to what he was talking about. Then, I suddenly remembered, both Biff and LJ were in the hospital. I sighed. "It's fine," I said and turned around to leave.

Except he grabbed my shoulders and whirled me around and kissed me on the lips. I pushed him away and looked around the men's room.

"Of course, it's empty," Gangsta grinned as he reached for me again, "Nobody uses the men's room. Unless you want to lock the door?" His lips were on mine again and his hand grabbed my cock and I was shocked by this suddenness that I didn't react right away, and in the same second, the door opened and we jumped apart.

"Oh hey girl," Gangsta grinned at the door behind me and made a kissy face. I turned around with my heart in my gut. Yeah. It was Veronica.