Title: I guess we can call this a car accident

Author: Replica

Pairing: Sam/Nicole, Sam/Brooke

Email: replicapants@yahoo.se

Feedback: yes please. gimme gimme!

Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me etc etc and blah blah.

A/N: I wrote this last night. It just appeared in my head and I wrote it down. Part 2 is on it's way. Enjoy.


Part One

2130 hrs
Dark alley, somewhere in California.

It was a damp and chilly night where Nicole Julian, queen bitch of Kennedy High, sat in her car doing something that looked like minding her own business. She was casually filing her nails and giving her surroundings tired looks. She was waiting for something, but she tried to make it look as she wasn’t.

As Nicole looked up from her nails, she saw something moving around in the shadows a couple of feet away from the car.

“Hey Spam.” Nicole said when she saw what appeared from behind the shadows.

“Hey Satan” The dark haired girl said approaching the car.

“So…”

“So?”

“So...”

“So what?”

“So what are you doing here?”

“That’s a stupid question Nic, I’m getting in.”

Nicole watched as the other girl walked over to the other side of the car and sat herself in the passenger seat.

“Sam, I was just trying to spice it up a little.” Nicole pouted. She knew that would so work on the cynical journalist-wannabe misunderstood-kinda-butchy-but-not-really… girl that was sitting next to her. And it did work. However, the brunette was to cynical to show it.

“The fact that I’m doing the dark side is enough spice for me.” The girl said.

“Screwing a social outcast is not really doing it for me.” Nicole said surly.

The brunette laughed. Nicole looked at her and couldn’t stop from laughing herself. It was too funny for them both.

“What were you doing hiding in that corner anyway?” The blonde asked.

“I was looking at you.”

“Stalker much?”

The brunette sneered.

“Uh-huh, but let’s do more than just watch.” Nicole said grabbing a hold on Sam’s neck and dragging her closer. She smooched Sam like never before and didn’t give a damn that the steering wheel was painfully pressing against her ribs.

“You bitch!” Someone screamed from a distance.

Both smoochers in the car jumped when they heard the screaming. Especially Sam since she recognized that screaming too well.

As the arm-waving maniac got closer to the car, Nicole exclaimed “OMG! It’s Brooke!”

“Hide!” Sam screamed trying to hide under Nicole.

“Hey! Be mind the coat!”

“You bitch!” The crazed blonde screamed again, this time banging on the car window.

Sam stared petrified at the blonde outside the car. She tried to move but she couldn’t.

“W-w-what are we gonna do?” Sam stuttered.

Nicole had no answer; she could just stare at the blonde outside who had stopped banging on the car window. She was staring at them with eyes that could kill them both if not for the window in between them.

“No! What are you doing?” Nicole squealed as Sam reached out to open the door.

“Brooke, I can explain…”

“Shut up Nicole! I need to speak to Sam.” Brooke said never taking her eyes from the brunette.

“Why do want to talk to Spam?” Nicole frowned.

“Sam?” Both blondes said simultaneously.

Sam gulped. She knew she was in the deepest shit ever.

“Uhm… I… Brooke it’s not, I mean… Nic and I were just… no I mean…”

“Shut up Sam!” Brooke said between clenched teeth. “I know what you two were doing, I followed you here.”

“Okay, Spam, please tell me why she is mad at you?”

“Yeah Sam, please tell her.” Brooke said mockingly.

“We are... Brooke and I are kind of a… Uhm…”

“Couple.” Brooke filled in looking at the other blonde.

“You two?” Nicole asked rather disgusted. “Since when?”

“A couple of months ago.”

“Brookie! Why didn’t you tell me?”

“We were planning to… Hey! Why didn’t you tell anything about you and Sam?”

“Yeah, hi hon. Like I would sink that low.”

“Hey!” Sam wailed but no one noticed her.

“Look, if I had known that you and horndog here were a couple, I’d never let her put her dirty little thirsty hands on me.”

Both blondes looked at Sam who was very comfortable with the fact that her two lovers had turned the attention away from her. She looked back and forth between Nicole and Brooke trying to think of something clever to do and/or say.

“She made me! She’s blackmailing me!”

“Nice try McPherson, but I’m not buying it.” Brooke said crossing her arms over her chest.

“Okay, so maybe I’m a…”

“Slut?” Nicole said.

“I’m sorry Brooke, I’m so sorry.”

“Is that all?”

“I don’t know, can’t we talk about this at home?” Sam pleaded.

“Yeah Brookie, you need to talk. I can drive you guys home.” Nicole said in a great attempt to save her own ass.

“Get in the backseat McPherson.” Brooke said angrily and Sam had no choice but to get in the backseat and sit there feeling ashamed and confused. Mostly confused. She thought Brooke would’ve killed her by now.

“Don’t forget we also need to talk.” Brooke said to Nicole.

TBC


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