A/N Hi Folkles! This is my FIRST EVER FANFIC so i hope you enjoy it!
It is slightly tainted by the fact that someone just posted a Georgia/Twilight Fanfic but as Gee would say "Live and let Live". I honestly didn't copy them, i already had this idea and had just finished this chappie when they posted theirs :( But ho hum pigs bum there is nothing I can do about that now. BESIDES our stories will be COMPLETLY different as in mine the Cullens will come to Gee! :)
I will shush now :D.... Read on you loons!
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight OR the Confessions of Georgia Nicholson unless cows really DO jump over the moon!
Inside the honey club…… again
I'll just go get my coat and then I'll go home and back to my bed of pain to figure out what I'll do about the Luuurve God's nervy b.
Wow, I just saw Rosie and Sven's outfits again. I really do wonder where they get their fur from. And what kind of shop stacks purple jumpsuits? Then again, maybe I'm better off not knowing.
Where ever it is, it can only be home to the sensationally mad. And that is le fact.
In the cloak room
I have just realised that I still have Masimo's jacket that he gave to me before the fisticuffs at dawn fandango. Hmmm… Well I'll just give it back to him tomorrow.
Unless he does cold-shouldarosisty that is.
Right. I'll just get my coat and then I'll be off.
Quick, quick, quiet as a mousey type thing on mouse tablets before someone see's me and asks what's wrong.
YES! Freedom!
Outside the club
Ooo it's rather nippy noodles out here actually.
I'll just put Masimo's jacket on top of mine. Mmmm… it smells like him. You know, that groovy Italian smell that all Italian type people have. Or so I've heard.
"Hey Georgia." Damn it. It's Robbie. Stay calm and don't say anything mad.
"Oh hi Robbie. Fancy seeing you here." Well done Gee that was almost normal. Well apart from the fact that I'm at one of his bands gigs. Where he will obviously be. Hmm… I don't think he'll notice though. Much.
"Well you are at my band's gig." … Bugger. He did notice. Ho hum pig's bum. He is last weeks cakey anyway. Back to the bakery he goes. It is a good job I didn't take a bite or I would have been stuck with him and then I would have gotten fat as I'd have to eat him and no one likes a fat girl so I would, SHUT UP BRAIN! SHUT UP!
I laughed in what I like to think is a vair attractive way. That is what I like to think.
"Yes, well… I am just going to be away laughing on my fast camel, so goodbye Robbie. May the PANTS be with you." Did I just say PANTS to the (former) Sex God? And why did Dave suddenly enter the conversation? Get out Dave! No one asked you! You don't deserve to be here anyway! My brain is reserved for those who do not cause me to lose my handbag wielding Italian Stallion! … Handbag wielding?? Where did that come from?
1 second later
Well I suppose it is a little bit toooo womanly to be considered, well, manly.
Thankfully, Robbie has just laughed. He does have a rather groovy laugh. Not in a Dave the Laugh This-pants-is-full-of-halairiosity kind of way but in a I'm-full-of-sophisticosity-at-all-times Sex Goddy kind of way.
If you know what I mean, and I think you do.
" Oh, well, have you seen Masimo? He said he would be out here with you."
" Ah well, that is a good question." Why do I sound like Rosie? I'm doing pretendy beardy stroking. WHY? Has the total poonosity that is my life finally sent me over the edge? Most likely. Not that Baby Jesus seems to care. Buddha seems to have abandoned me as well. Good. I don't need them anyway. I will sort this out on my own. Just like I have to do everything else in my life.
Robbie is just looking at me like a looking at me thing, only more confused. I feel like shouting at him
" Don't ask me, I will be the last to know!"
Oh PANTS! I appear to have shouted that out loud.
To say that Robbie was shocked is the understatement of the CENTURY! He is now doing my (rather good) impression of a gold fish, only it's a Sex God goldfish. Don't look at me. I don't know why I said it. It just burst out like a … bursting out thing.
20 seconds later
Robbie just looks thoughtful now… and slightly worried.
1 second later
His brow is all furrowed. DON'T HURT YOURSELF MATE!
1 second later
He is the (former) Sex God though so he can properly think of more than one thing at once and not hurt himself the way Dave would. Dave who will now get out of my brain. GET OUT!
Now that that's sorted I can get back on my train of thinking. It's a red train… No Pink!… No black, that is more filled with sophisticosity… Where was I before I rudely interrupted myself. Ah yes. I remember.
Yes, the Sex God could probably figure out how the save the wombats and figure out the meaning of life at the same time and still be able to stare at me with that gorgy expression of confusiosity. Oh dear. I think I feel my Red bottomostity rearing it's ugly head again. DOWN RED BOTTOM! DOWN!
2 seconds later
"Georgia? Is everything alright?" NO! NO IT'S BLOODY NOT ALRIGHT! My Italian Stallion and Dave the FOOL where going to have a fisticuffs at dawn and then I had to, stupidly, shout "Stop in the name of PANTS!" and then Dave laughed and Masimo went of in a huff and now I'm talking to you with Masimo's jacket on and you're just looking at me and asking if it's alright and… and… and now I'm blubbing on the Sex God's shoulder.
1 second later
Robbie has put his arm around me and keeps whispering "Shhh, it'll be ok Gee, it'll be ok." but he's wrong. It wont be ok.
I just started blubbing harder.
1 second later
How did this happen? As usual I will be the last to know. One second I was trying to think how to answer Robbie's question and the next I was blubbing out the whole sorry tale onto his shoulder.
In the bigger picture I don't know how this happened either. One moment I was (finally) the girlfriend of an Italian Stallion and the next I am back in the oven of Luuurve and sobbing on the former Sex God's shoulder.
Why me lord? Why me?
Some time later
Ok, I need to pull myself together now. Come on Gee. You can do it.
"Thanks Robbie." it was mumbled into his shoulder but I think he heard it. I'll just look up an see.
3 seconds later
Bad move Gee.
I had forgotten how gorgey Robbie's eye's were, all bright and blue. (A/N Is that right? I don't remember what his eyes were supposed to look like so I made it up J) Like you could go swimming in them. I know I wouldn't mind swimming in them and that is le fact.
Robbie is looking down at me and his eyes soften. Not literally you loons I just mean he looks like a lovey-dovey type thing.
He's moving towards me. Come on Georgia! If you want to be with the Italian stallion do something. Now! Preferably not snog the Sex God. He did go all stropey though, Masimo not Robbie. And all I did was do the twist with Dave the Laugh. GET OUT DAVE! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! DO NOT DIST-
3 seconds later
PHWOAR! I had forgotten how tip top a snogger the (former) Sex God was… Perhaps I should stop calling him that. After all it is obvious that he is still the one and only Sex God.
2 seconds later
And I should know for I am snogging him after all.
1 second later
And what a marvy snogger he is.
5 seconds later
Did I mention he was a good- Oooo number 6
A while later
Breathe! The Sex God is currently doing 6 ¾ so I can breathe. PHWOAR! I forgot how brillopads it is being neck snogged the Sex God. He is tip top when it comes to 6 ½ aswell. And that is le fact.
3 seconds later
He was the founder of it after all.
A few minutes later
Blimey O'Reilly's Trousers! Stopped snogging. Robbie is leaning his head against mine and he's breathing heavily. His breathe smells even better than the Italian Stallion's jacket! It's sweet but minty… like a combination of a polo and a midget gem. Mmmm…
5 minutes later
The Sex God leaned his head back on mine laughing softly after I snogged him again. HOW DARE HE STOP SNOGGING ME! I'm going to ingnorez-vous him now.
1 minute later
Hehe. The Sex God is snogging me again. Hehe. I am a Sex Kitty of the first water. GET OUT DAVE!
… I looked up at the Sex God to glare at him. I looked him right in the eye and quick as a quick thing he was snogging me again. Glaciosity rules the day!
4 minutes later
Robbie broke away laughing again. It was more like a chuckle actually. Not like a Santie Clausy "Ho Ho Ho" but a Sex Goddy chuckle. A Sex Goddy chuckle blowing Sex Goddy breathe in my face.
" You don't know how much I've missed that." he said pushing a piece of stray hair behind my ear.
I started grinning like a loon.
1 second later
Which I am. But I felt a guilty feeling in my stomach.
I was technically cheating on Masimo, even if he did go off in a huff.
2 seconds later
And what about Dave?
Wait? What has Dave got to do with this a-
5 seconds later
What was I saying? Who cares? Not me that's who, for I am doing number 5, no 6! With the Sex God!
" Georgia?" Who was that? That sounds like…
So there you go. What do you think?
There are no Twilighters in this chapter and I am sorry about that BUT they will (possibly) be in at the end of the next chappie and if not they will DEFO be in Chapter THREE so don't worry people.
I didn't want to dive straight in with them PLUS it wouldn't work in my story.... Besides, I wanted to make Gee's life MORE complicated before I turn it's on it's proverbial head!
PLEASE REVIEW IT WOULD BE MASSIVELY APPRECIATED! Next Chappie (hopefully) within the next few days (definatly by the weekend)
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P.S Happy Birthday for when it comes to the writer of the FIRST (as far as I know) Twilight/Gee Fanfic allisonosity