Author's Note: Damn, I didn't know it was gonna go on for this long, lol! But I love doing it, though. I love to write. And just so yall know, I write all the time,about all sorts of things. Cinn
IN THE GROOVE PT. 14
In the limo, on the way to the party, Britney and Jasmine rubbed each other's hands until they became warm, silent. Once they were, they became more animated. There was a sense of anticipation in the limo. "Tonight, I become a woman!" Britney said, smiling big. "Eighteen now.....I'm no longer jail bait to horny old men," she joked.
"Just because you're no longer jail bait doesn't mean I can't cuff you," Jasmine said. "And what do you want with horny old men?"
"I'm just joking, baby. You know that!"
"Yeah, and you can't accuse me of rape now, either!" Jasmine said, shaking her head. "It looks like it's just full speed ahead now," she added,laughing.
"And you know this, man!!!" Britney said, scooting closer to Jas.
"Are you hungry?" Jasmine asked.
"Yes, a little...." Britne's stomach growled.
They laughed, and laughed even harder when Jasmine's growled in return.
Jas playfully moved to the other side of the limo, taunting "I'm staying away from you ---I don't want my stomach to growl all night long!"
"Well, okay then..allright...when you need some lovin', don't come my way either!" Britney laughed, moving over next to Jasmine.
"Move!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"Are you ticklish?"
"No," Jasmine said with her best deadpan face. "Are you?" she asked back eagerly, hoping to sway britney from tickling her.
"No, of course not," Britney said airily.
"Well, we'll see." Jasmine said reassuredly.
"What do you mean?" Britney asked.
"Don't worry about it."
"Believe me, I won't," Britney assured her, moving away. She began mock-pouting, sticking out her bottom lip.
Jasmine tried not to smile as she asked, "Why did you move way over there?"
"I don't wanna "infect" you with my stomach." Britney took out her compact and touched her lipstick up. "We're here.....Oh my God, honey....look !"
Jasmine looked out past the tint at the club. In the front was a huge banner that said "HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRITNEY!" with blinking musical notes drawn all over it. There were limousines everywhere, and cameras as well. But Britney hadn't noticed that, but the banner. Jasmine noticed the people...famous faces, everywhere. She could feel herself becoming shy. The limo was pulling to a stop, and papparazzi was getting into position. Jasmine saw a woman who must be Britney's mother standing to the left of one of the ropes. The girls gathered their purses and looked at each other.
"Are you ready?" Britney asked her.
"Yes." Jasmine said.
They took a deep breath and the limo driver opened their door.
"And here she is now, the birthday girl, Britney Spears, who arrived with... Jasmine Hall, one of her friends and dancers..." ET's Mary Hart was saying as they got out of the limo. The girls held hands as they walked up to the red carpet and up to Linda, Britney's mom.
"Hi, mom."
"Hi, baby."
"Hi, Mrs. Spears."
"Hellooo...who are you?"
"I'm Jasmine, a dancer."
"Oh, nice to meet you..." Mrs. Spears said, looking at their hands linked. She joined them and they walked up the red carpet.
"Your father may be here, you know. I don't know. But he said he may come."
"Really, daddy will be here?" Britney said, love glowing in her eyes.
"Baby, I said I'm not sure. But he might."
Britney squeezed Jasmine's hand and smiled at her. Jasmine smiled back as they went inside.
The club was all decked out for Britney's party. Tommy Hilfiger, who paid for it, went all out. DJ Kid Capri was spinning records,and a cool house mix of salsa music was playing. Some people were dancing, and others were just lounging at their tables.It was semi-dark inside.
Left and right, people were approaching Britney to hug her and congratulate her, also introducing themselves to Jasmine. Jasmine couldn't believe she was here,among all these celebrities. It was too many at one time for her. She didn't mind them really, but were they real?
"What's your name?" Sarah Michelle Gellar asked Jasmine while Britney was chatting with Joshua Jackson nearby.
Jasmine almost said "Buffy," but caught herself and said,"Jasmine Hall."
"Oh, how do you know Britney?"
"I'm a dancer for her."
"Oh. I thought you might be something more than just her dancer.I saw how you two came in, and was just wondering."
"Oh." Jasmine didn't know what to tell her. Her and Britney hadn't talked about who they should tell and who shouldn't be told. She decided to change the subject.
"Do you have any movies coming up? I really loved "Cruel Intentions." "
"I have a few things in the back burner. I so admire you. How long have you been dancing?" Sarah asked her, touching her arm.
"Um...about ten years, if you count in the bedroom." Jasmine stuttered, laughing nervously. What was this?
"Oh....would you dance with me if I asked you to?" Sarah asked her, smiling sexily.
"What?" Jasmine said, shocked. Sarah kept stroking her arm.
She stepped up close to her and whispered into her ear, "Unlike some people, I'm not hiding my sexuality." She kissed Jasmine's cheek.
"BITCH, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING??????" Britney yelled.
The music stopped.
Brintey's father walked into the club.
TBC