Sugar and Spice (Closed for The Jeffinator and I)

TaintedHeart

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Stephanie had been born in France, with American parent's who'd ran away from home when they were both sixteen. Her wild girl, party all night style seemed to be almost addictive. But she wasn't stupid. Her life in the orphanage had been enough to get her going, right into school to get all the way up to college, getting a scholarship in business to go on to college. Nineteen years old and crazy to boot, it was no doubt that she was always in trouble. And recently, she was fighting for passing marks. People just wondered how in the world she did it. Maintained her ever party-wild atmosphere, and always barely got passing. Some suspected her odd background maybe, some just thought she was super woman, and a few of the supersticious thought she was into decapitated chicken offerings to satanic gods, and that was how she did it all. Those weren't the reasons, though. Maybe it was just because she was Stephanie.

Alexandra, or Alex, on the other hand, was so far from Steph's equal that it was not funny. The girl loved the thrill of parties. She loved to see crowds, and dancing, and just an over all good time. But she was shy as hell. She couldn't go in a room with more than five people in it and not freeze. She grew up in New Jersey with her two parents, never moved, never did anything bad in her entire life. But she wanted to. So it was by some god-lucky chance that she stumbled over Stephanie one day. The college she attended had sponsered a three month visit to Paris to study the difference between them and the United States citizens. So, as soon as she got off the plane, she had a certain feeling of freedom. And Stephanie, noticing her 'freedom' in the form of freaking out toward a secuity guard in the middle of the air port had been drawn to her like a magnet.

Alex was only there for a week and things seemed to be worse and worse. Her hotel did not wish to accept her into it with her little miniture pomeranian she brought, so Steph had offered her a place at her house. And then on, the red head party girl had not desitated to show the blonde headed shy chic the streets, racing about on a bike non-stop with Alex as the passenger. Steph had noticed though, that she was slowly gaining an attraction toward Alex. And she planned on telling her tonight, before Mardi Gras.

Alex had been out, studying the Iffle Tower for the fifteenth time in that one week, though Steph was wandering around her house like she'd been hit in the ass by cupids' arrow. She ran her finger's through her deep red hair, both excitement and fear echoing in her eyes as she paced her front room of her tiny, one bedroom apartment. She'd been camping out in the front room, giving Alex her room. None the less, she'd spent a lot of time with her. And now she was going to tell her just what that time over one week had gotten her to, emotionally.

"Cool it, Steph. Just chill...man, I've never fallen this hard for anyone." She cursed to herself in French, which was no doubt her second language. She glanced to the clock. Not too long now.
 
After returning from seeing the iffle tower again, Alex entered the apartment with a big smile. "Oh, I never get tired of that... Oh! I forgot to tell you." she walked over to Steph. "I got chased by this big dog. Yea, it got loose from it's owner or something and came running after me. I got away and the owner scolded the dog, but I got mud on my legs now. I hope you don't mind, I'm going to take a shower." She smiled and walked into the bathroom after grabbing a towel and a clean set of clothes and started to run thw water -- but hadn't closed the door yet.

"What the heck, I'm going to take a bath, if that's okay with you." After recieving a nod from Steph, Alex plugged the tub and let the warm water begin to fill up. A few moments later, she hung her towel and clean clothes on a rack and turned off the water. She then stripped naked and got into the water, sitting down.

"Oh shit!" escaped Alex's lips as she realized the door was still open. "I'm sorry! Can you close it since I'm already in the tub? Thanks"
 
"Never heard you sware before, Alex. Getting the hang of Paris then aren't ya?" Steph gave a friendly, playful smirk. Though inside she was cursing herself mentally for just standing there and staring like a clueless idiot while Alex spoke and walked right past her. She had to tell her now before it ate her up! Leaving ther hair be, and tossing her key's on the couch she walked to the bathroom door, smiling lightly.

"Hey, if it's all the same to you I wanted to talk to you about a few things. I mean, we are both girls, nothing we don't know about, right?" Steph knew Alex wouldn't send her off. But if she wasn't feeling the same way, she'd mind Steph being in there. None the less Steph entered, setting the toilet lid down and taking a seat. Try and cover it up at first, and then just work around to it...

"Mardi Gras is tonight, the big party remember? We've been looking forward to this one for a while, it's going to be a blast. Though there's tons of guys...and girls around, so just stick by me and we'll be alright." Steph found herself looking at the mirror above the sink, unable to keep her eyes on Alex. Well, unable to keep them on Alex's face. Just her upper body was enough to make a light hint of red come to the teen's cheeks, very uncomfortable really. No more stalling, Steph, just tell her already!

"Um...Alex...don't freak out or anything but I really like...your...dress. The one you were going to wear tonight, and it's sort of missing, but I'll find it." Inside, Steph was curing up a storm, but outside, she gave a quick smile, wanting to get out of the bathroom as fast as she could. The last thing she wanted to do was jump on top of one of her best friend's because she had the hots for her, in the bathroom.
 
Alex looked to Steph as he talked, and noticed she was having trouble with forming the words she wanted to say and her face was growing slightly red. She wondered why her friend seemed so nervous and what had happened to make her that way. Steph usually cut right to the chase and did not studder like she was doind now, and Alex found it very odd that she was having such a hard time saying what she wanted to say. It bugged her to death, and she finally came right out and asked.

"Steph, what are you getting at? Why are you so nervous? Your face is red and.... and your hands are starting to tremble? What is it, do you have the hots for me or something?" Alex said jokingly, then at the look Steph gave her, realized she may have hit the nail on the head.
 
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