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Vrai Coloeurs	By : TeaRose Category: +1 through F > Code Lyoko Views: 3602 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sissi, meanwhile, had been getting really excited about the upcoming pajama party. At last, Saturday finally arrived and the sun finally set. At the time that they had agreed, 8:00 PM, she arrived at Gen's (Genevieve, the girl who was hosting the PJ party) house, at the moment dressed in her usual attire.

“Yaaay! She's here!” a cheerful voice rang from the small crowd of girls that had previously been chattering excitedly, but now they all looked towards her, bright-eyed. They were really happy to have an older student hanging out with them, especially after school. They all converged on her, giving her the biggest group-hug of her life. And she just giggled, realizing that it was going to be a fun night.
First things first: they all changed into their pajamas. Sissi had a white, full-sleeve top and bottom, with pink bunnies all over it.

“Aww... it's so cute!” someone else remarked cheerfully.

Sissi giggled, “Thanks.”

When one of them suggested that they should watch a movie as the first activity of the evening, Gen reminded them that her parents had said that there was to be no television, movies, video games or any other technology. The point of a sleepover is to encourage interaction, after all.

Therefore, plan was changed to doing each other's hair first. In order to do that, they needed to split up into pairs. Predictably, everyone wanted to pair up with Sissi. But before an uproar could start, Sissi quickly picked a partner and the fun started. Each partner undid and then brushed the hair of the other, and had lots of fun rearranging it in all kinds of crazy styles, and finally they all decided to leave their hair down.

“Alright everybody, let's go down to the basement for some dancing!” Gen said enthusiastically.

“Um... but how are we going to dance without music?” asked one of the guests.

“Huh? Why wouldn't we have music?” inquired Gen.

“Well, because your parents said we can't use any technology.” she replied.

Her host giggled, “Haha! Very funny!” as they all filed down the stairs into the basement. There, a stereo was hooked up to surround-sound speakers, which basically turned the whole basement into a sound field. The fluorescent lights of the basement were dimmed, replaced with bright but more focused strobe lights. The music started up, and the first song playing was “Digital Love,” immediately producing squeals of, “Oooh... I love this song!” from all over the dance floor.

The music was loud enough to envelope the dancers, but not so loud as to make one's ears hurt or simply overwhelm the senses. The music itself was good. Everybody on the dance floor at least knew each, if they weren't friends. It was clean and safe. It was better than being at a club!

After dancing to a couple of songs, someone came up with the idea to have a dance competition.

“Oooh... what will the prize be?” asked one young girl.

“Who cares what the prize is?” responded another, rolling her eyes. “Let's just have fun!”

Five contestants volunteered, were chosen, elected, or otherwise drafted by the others, Sissi amongst one of them. The rules were that each of them would dance by herself to one song. A contestant could dance to any song of her choosing, as long as it was at least three minutes, but no longer than five minutes long. The winner would be decided by popular vote.
When it was Sissi's turn, it was pretty clear that she was an experienced dancer. After all, she did find herself in front of the camera lens often. But here and now, she wasn't doing it to show off. It was completely different. She was happy, and she was expressing it through the movements of her body...

After a bit of dancing, they all headed up to the kitchen.

“Are we putting back the calories we just burned?” asked one of them with a giggle as they shuffled upwards through the stairs.

“Eww... don't talk like that!” responded another with mock disgust, “You'll grow up too fast!” thereby producing laughs from everyone.

“So what are we going to make?” Sissi asked Gen when they finally went up to the kitchen.

“Oh, I was thinking chocolate mousse. Um... unless someone has a different idea?” the young host answered.

Well, not the real thing. That'd be too much work to do on a sleepover. It was that powder mix that you make with cold milk. Everyone pitched in to help, but when it was time to mix, it was Sissi who had to use the electric mixer.

“But I'm not good with cooking at all.” she confessed.

However, with some coaxing she agreed to it. The kitchen wasn't covered with a big brown splatter, as she had horrifically imagined. Although, she did spill a bit of the powder. After chilling the mixture, and piping it into desert cups, everyone was digging in. Thankfully, the cleanup was left to the automatic dishwasher.

“We're not going to bed now, are we?” groaned one of the guests mournfully as she looked at the clock.

“No silly!” giggled Gen, “We haven't played truth-or-dare yet!”

So they all shuffled together up to Gen's bedroom, giggling and chatting excitedly along the way. Soon, they were all arranged in a circle on the carpeted floor. Silence filled the room as the bottle was spun.

“Alright Jackie, it looks like you're up first.” Gen declared when the bottle stopped spinning. “Spin the bottle and select your victim!”

The girl named Jackie grinned when the bottle stopped spinning, pointing to another girl.
“Truth or Dare?” she asked customarily.

The other girl thought for a moment before responding, “Um... Truth!”

“Oh, I almost forgot!” interrupted Gen, “You can't choose truth or dare if two people before you made the same choice. Sorry to interrupt, go on now...”

“Okay...” said Jackie and thought for a moment. And then she asked, “What do you think is the best thing about being a girl?”

And that's how the fun and insanity started; everyone asked questions they'd never otherwise ask, and do things that they wouldn't under any other circumstance. Like, “Say something dirty to the girl next to you.”, “switch one piece of your clothes with another girl,”or even “spin the bottle, and whoever it points to, let them pinch you wherever they want three times.”

When it was Tamiya's turn, the bottle pointed to Milly, arguably the shyest member of their group. However, she didn't want anybody thinking she was chicken, so she chose, “Dare!”

“Well, let's see now...” Tamiya said with a mischievous smile as she pondered a dare for her friend. “I'll spin the bottle, and whoever it lands on, you have to kiss them. And anyone else who wants a kiss!”

“Oooh...” echoed through the room as everyone cooed.

Milly was blushing furiously but nodded, “Alright.”

Everyone watched in anticipation as the bottle spun and spun, slowing down, and then finally pointing to Sissi.

Someone whistled and said, “I'm sooo jealous!” and then giggled.

“Shh..! Quiet!” someone else hushed.

“She's not gonna do it.” another voice said.

But Milly stood up determinedly, walked over to Sissi, and sat down next to her. However, when she leaned her head towards the older girl, Tamiya's voice rang out through the silence, “What are you doing?”

“Um... doing the dare?” Milly answered.

“No you're not!” answered the young black girl, “Come on, make it look good! Put some passion into it, you know?” she instructed, renewing the redness on Milly's face.

Sissi smiled as she looked down at Milly and opened her arms, “It's okay. Just come here.” she offered.

Milly, trying to ignore the million eyes watching her, scooted herself into Sissi's lap, and then pressed herself forward, so that her torso was lightly leaning against the older girl's. The warmth of her body was somewhat soothing. 'Well, this is not so bad.' thought the young girl, 'It could be worse. At least I don't have to kiss a boy!'

She felt comfortable in Sissi's lap, and when she wrapped her arms around her, Milly did the same to the older girl, enveloping the small of her back in her arms. As Sissi's head lowered towards her, her own crooked upwards to meet it. She was the first to place the kiss; a soft, friendly one on the older girl's left cheek, who returned it to Milly on her left cheek. But then Sissy did something that took Milly by surprise. Her cheek pressed lightly against the younger girl's, and rubbed lightly before she whispered softly, “You're so cute Milly...” just barely audibly.

Milly shivered lightly, and when Sissi pulled back, she stared into her eyes. It took her a few moments to realize where she was and what was happening. But when she did though, she let out a soft “eep!” and wiggled out of Sissi's lap and ran across the room.

“Was that passionate enough for you, Tamiya?” Sissi called out with a soft chuckle.

“Oh yeah!” answered Tamiya with a grin, holding up a victory sign (what they call the 'peace sign in America). “And you guys totally broke the 'three second rule'!”

Milly blinked, “Huh? What's the 'three second rule'?” sounding genuinely confused.

The girl next to her answered, “I'll tell you later.” with a wink.

“Anybody else want a kiss from her too?” Tamiya asked, reminding everyone what the dare was. “I did, but after seeing that, I really don't feel like one.”
The remark produced giggles from all around the room, but no one asked for a kiss; thankfully enough, for Milly.

The rest of the night was pretty uneventful after that. Well, unless you count one of the pillows ripping and spilling goose feathers all over the room. Fortunately, however, working together, they managed to clean up the mess quickly. Finally, when it was time to brush their teeth, they all knew that bedtime wasn't too far off. And soon enough, they had wriggled into their sleeping bags, placed all over the floor.

It must have been around 1:00 or so, when Milly got up to get a drink of water and then go to the bathroom. She tried to tip-toe her way around carefully, so as not to awaken anyone. But you can't wake up someone who isn't asleep. Sissi had been awake the whole time, just too excited to sleep. The events of the evening played through her head, over and over again. She just couldn't believe her luck. And as she lay there on the floor in her sleeping bag, wide awake, she knew that it was only the beginning to happy memories.

When she noticed Milly get up, she pretended to be asleep. Because otherwise, Milly would start apologizing profusely, and Sissi would have to explain that she was already awake, and then other people might start to wake up... so... yeah. It was easier to pretend to be asleep. Hearing Milly return from the bathroom, she closed her eyes again, waiting until the young girl would return to her bed (sleeping bag).

With closed eyes, she could hear Milly's footfalls and feel their vibrations. Oddly enough, she thought that Milly was approaching her. But Sissi didn't open her eyes to confirm this. However, she heard (and felt) someone sit down next to her. Then a hand, soft and warm, but still a little wet ( ), touched her cheek. Then Sissi felt warm breath lightly caress her ear. Soft lips pressed a gentle kiss to her cheek before she heard a whisper, “You're so awesome Sissi... If you were a boy, I would really want to go out with you. I know it's a really silly thing to say. And I know you'd be mad at me if you heard me say it. But I also know that nothing will come of it...”

Upon initially feeling the touch, Sissi shivered lightly and hoped against hope that Milly didn't notice. Her next instinct was to grasp Milly's wrists and pull her down against herself, and cuddle with her. However, she tried to resist the urge and succeeded. In the meantime, she tried to keep herself as still as possible, but not stiffen up. Even when she felt Milly give her a gentle hug, before getting up and going back to her own bed (sleeping back.)

Sissi expected to be kept awake by this event for the rest of the night. However, her fatigue was catching up with her and it didn't take her long at all to fall into a deep and dreamless slumber.

>>>To be continued...
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