If you can remember what's supposed to be haapening in this story have a cookie! Head for Louise, she has them! Now stampeed, on with the show...

It was crowded. Very crowded. And smoky. And noisy. Darcy felt a sudden need to run for the hills. If it wasn't for his stubborn, morbid curiosity (and the need to actually do some research for his script) he sure as hell wouldn't be here. Still to the random stranger, he just looked bored, leaning back on a convenient wall eyes fixed on the stage.

No one was singing at the moment, some random pop-crap was playing in the background and a couple of people seemed to be waiting for something.

Darcy let out a sigh. Head Case had decided on a 'make-him-jealous' tactic, dancing what he supposed she thought as 'sexily' with some poor random bloke, but at least he was left alone. But he was soon beginning to think that being left alone with certain thoughts wasn't the best idea he'd ever had. Right now he was wondering why exactly he was so curious about the murky blue eyes that shot daggers at him and why he wanted to see them again and soon. Thankfully, before he could get any more frustrated or impatient there was a cheer from the front as something in a short skirt climbed onto the stage. Anyway, he told himself, it's not like I'm attracted to her or anything…

~%~

"Lily, no Lily! Come down from there, I told you I didn't… You actually hate me don't you? Right that's it I'm outta here"

As Lizzie spun around to make her great escape, she realised she was surrounded by her so called 'friends'.

"You knew the consequences when you came here, Liz. And we've barred the doors", the normally sweet JD said with a manic grin.

"J! You're supposed to help me, remember? Friends forever? I gave you the necklace!" Lizzie started to panic as the mob herded her to the stage steps, one last attempt, what is their obsession with me and Karaoke anyway??

"Chrissie! Christina, I'm begging you here! I'll… I'll give you Jack!" Come on obsessive Torchwood fans, you can't resist you know you can't…

"He's already mine, darling. Now shut up, turn around and SING!"

Damn. Shit. Other four letter words. Lizzie turned around and somehow the mob had managed to shepherd her into the middle of the platform, wow that's a lot of people… why is Darcy trying to fry my brain? Wait that's unfair - everyone is trying to find my brain... Have the aliens come, did I miss it? Oh holy mother of ducks, I'm supposed to sing. Right. This was so much easier when I was drunk.

"Ooookaaay… so um if you want the names of the people responsible, you have about five seconds after the show before I run… Alright Lily, hit it!"

Cos that wasn't cheesy at all… Right now CONCENTRATE!!

As the first strains of Bob Seger's Old Time Rock and Roll came through the speakers behind her, Lizzie relaxed perceptibly, took a deep breath, closed her eyes and grabbed the microphone before fixing her eyes on the crowd with a goofy smile. It was a Happy song and she knew the lyrics off by heart anyway so she just ignored the screen. A couple of seconds passed and Lizzie had the crowd bouncing up and down on the dance floor as she slid around on the make-shift stage, jumping off the speakers and playing some awesome air-guitar.

The song came to an end and Lizzie was basking in the glory that only comes when you've had the pleasure of making a complete and utter fool of yourself. I'd forgotten how much fun this is… and oh what a surprise the only person still acting like an effin tree is Darcy. God he could lighten up a bit, what is he like 60 on the inside?

At the hilarious image of Darcy 'shaking his thang' with a zimmer frame, Lizzie tripped on her laces of her supposedly trusty old red converse high tops and fell backwards into the crowd, her arms yet again resembling a windmill. As she braced herself for impact of either a) over-eager hands helping her to 'crowd-surf' or b) the very hard wood floor, she felt herself plucked out of the air by her waist and hauled against something solid bridal style. I really need to get my balance checked.

Lizzie glanced up to start apologising/thanking her saviour and met with a pair of amused (?!) green eyes.

"YOU?! But you were – I saw you – You were standing at the back! Are you… are you a Cullen?" She asked the last question reverently, but was only met with a quizzical eyebrow and thin lips. Figures he wouldn't approve of teenage vampires

"Believe it or not, I am capable of movement. I was in the crowd. You're just extremely unobservant"

"I see what I need to see, buddy. And I saw what I saw. Now will you let me down."

"What? No thanks? You do realise this is the second time today I've kept you from making contact with the floor"

Damn him! Grumbling and mumbling she made her thanks but he still didn't let her down. In fact he just kept on walking, behind her Lizzie heard Lily and Kylie push Madge up to the microphone. God help her.

~%~

Darcy was slightly freaked out. It wasn't like she was that good a singer but watching her on that stage just having fun… he was at the front of the crowd before he knew he had moved. And now he was carrying her off. Like a caveman. Somehow he managed to keep a straight and indifferent face (not to mention a strong hold), taking all his will power not to sling her on his back and run to the nearest convinient cave... he came back to himself when he realised Lizzie was pouting and wriggling like a child wanting to be put down.

"Look, mister. I'm clumsy - not a damsel in distress. So I don't need to be carried." She paused for all of two seconds "Oh come on, man, I am perfectly capable of walking. PUT ME DOWN"

Darcy just rolled his eyes. He was close enough to where he wanted to be anyway, so he dropped her on the couch up on the top deck of the boat. He didn't bother to give any explanation, deciding to just tower over her.

"Alright, I'll say it again and that's the last time, buddy; Thanks. Now move your hiney!"

"My hiney?"

"Your arse, senex*! Don't know if you noticed, but there's a party down there"

"I noticed"

"Then what the hell are we out here for?!"

"You were bright red. I thought you might be in need of some oxygen" Oh the sarcasm was just rolling off of him.

Damn damn damn and beavers. Lizzie somehow managed to find another brighter red in the spectrum.

"Well as you can see I am perfectly fine. Now I would appreciate it if you found someone else to stand in front of and glare at"

"I'm not glaring"

"Ha! Can you see any teddy bears? No! That's because they have all run for cover!"

"You're weird"

"And you are an ass. Glad we cleared that up. Now move it"

Jeez, right if he doesn't move in the next second, I'm gonna rugby tackle him. I wonder if he would notice if I punched him at the same time… probably not, would be too worried about smashing his pretty little face up, diddums!

As it happened, Darcy moved and in an olde gentlemanly way waved and bowed for Lizzie to go ahead.

And he says I'M weird?

Darcy was in fact just trying to cover up a smile, as he realised the cliché thought 'cute when angry' was completely and utterly true.

~%~

Back inside the boat, Lizzie disappeared into the crowd, for once thankful that she was on the small side of average. It never occurred to her that Darcy being on the large side of tall had no problem watching her weave her way towards her friends.

Deciding to say as little as possible of her 'rescue-of-being-turned-into-a-fried-egg,' Lizzie heaved a sigh and found Chrissie and JD-and-Charlie. Raising her eyebrows at Chrissie, she got a smirk and slight nod in return – JD and Charlie were definitely JD-and-Charlie. The fact that certain points of their faces were attached to each other, also kind of gave the news away. The sweet victory Lizzie felt for shy JD quickly turned into nauseousness for herself; no one needs to see their best mate in a make-out session. Thank God for Chrissie, Lizzie thought as Chris grabbed her hand and dragged her away.

"I love her and all, but she could you know at least wait until their alone. Who'd have thought JD The Promiscuous Wench?"

"Are you kidding, Liz it was Charlie that started that whole thing off. Didn't you see, she kept blushing and turning her face away, if she hadn't responded to that kiss, I'd have wondered if she had a heart!"

"She's in public! Of course she was blushing, hell I would be too, he's practically groping her in front of the whole school! And, Christina she's so shy, you know she barely speaks unless she has a script in front of her"

"Well, she needs to learn how to improvise if she wants to keep Charlie"

"Keep him? He's got the eyes, but he ain't a dog. Besides if he really likes her, he'll get to know her and find out how shy she is"

"That's the problem, he might not get the chance to find out because she's so quiet, Liz she barely tells us when she's got something on her mind! By her standards, she's gonna have to throw herself at him"

"We are still talking about JD right? There's no way that that's gonna happen. Besides, how can any one look at them and not think they're the perfect couple? It'll all work out"

~%~

This wouldn't work out. Spotting the free show, Darcy couldn't help but groan. How couldn't Charlie see he'd picked up just another wannabe actress? That bloody film had brought nothing but trouble.

He recognised the signs, in a couple of days if not hours, Charlie would be proclaiming he was In Love, painting the happy family picture, complete with three dogs and a white picket fence. Only now the lovely wife would be JD (what the hell was her name anyway?) instead of Charlotte/Kate/Rebecca/Harriet. They'd all been gold diggers and wannabes what made this new one any different. She wasn't like her friend; no, she was too quiet, too reserved. Darcy bet she didn't let feelings get in the way of much, or give them out too quickly.

But Charlie, as always seemed genuinely attached. So. How was he meant to get him out of this one then?

Hi, so its been a while... at this point i think people usually say something about not killing them, but exams are coming up, joy of joys, so if you wish to kill me please try, I could do with the distraction xD

Kidding! But please, feel free to review! to be dramatic, it'll take away the pain... See ya doodes xD