Denver's POV (Alix)

That was a close call.

What the hell was wrong with everybody?

Sirius acted like he had some kind of claim on me. Tiffany acted like I had any interest in that chewed up piece of gum she called her man; honestly, everybody had had him in their mouths. Mischa acted like Sirius was about to take his lollipop and pull his braids. Claude was looking at Micha with doe eyes, I had my suspicions there, why I had coerced them to dance. Being a good wingwoman. And Joshua acted like he was in lust with Xodiac, which he probably was.

Xodiac was the only one being himself. Drunk into a stupor behaving like a stupid carefree teenager. For that I did like him a little bit there was no pretend or abnormal behavior with him.

I sighed with relief when Claude pulled Mischa with her to the kitchen to get some drinks. Just 5 minutes alone. 5, was all I asked, people.

Can't be that hard.

From the looks of it Sirius had given up on whatever he was trying to do with me. Yes, the guy was hot, and he did well in school as far as I knew, so he could not be dumb as a doorknob. It was just every time he opened his mouth; I got the feeling that the lights were on, but nobody was home.

"Are you ok?"

Joshua had come over and stood there looking somewhat excited and still concerned.

"I'm good. Just absorbing the inner workings of being at the in-crowd party."
"It's fun as fuck, right?"
"Not my choice of words to describe this. But fair. You look to be having a blast?"

Joshua wriggled his eyebrows. "Oh, I am. Have you seen the buffet of hot men here? It's like my version of The Playboy Mansion. Emphasis on the boy there."

I had to laugh. He really was having fun. It could not always be easy being him, many shied from him, all because he as one of the only in high school who was being himself fully. Dressed, talked and acted himself all the time. And he was not afraid to let people know he was gay. I had a lot of respect for that because high school could be brutal for an outsider gay guy.

"Hey, listen. Could you do me a favor?"
"Sure."
"Xavier came to me and asked if I was up for a good joke, I think he's had a little too much happy juice. But anyway, he said he was sick and tired of Sirius being all high and mighty and he wanted to prank him. He suggested something I think you could get behind."

A prank on that smug Prince of Brooding? Sign me up!

"I'm in. What was his idea?"
"Dance with him. I mean grind on him, touch his pecks or something. Make the guy wild, and then walk away when he thinks he's got it in the bag." Joshua chuckled evilly. "That would be a bucket of cold water to his face. His ego would deflate like a cheap balloon animal."

But, for something to deflate it had to be inflated first... I was just not sure I was ready to do the blowing.

I caught the double meaning there. And just, no!

"Please? I get to dance with Xavier."
"Fine, but you owe me. And I mean your first born and a kidney should I ever need it." I smirked at the thought of playing a little game on Sirius. "Oh yeah, and a lifetime supply of Pepto-Bismol."

Joshua cackle laughed at that.

"So, we have a deal?" Joshua excitedly asked.
"I need a drink with colored booze first, then I'll run circles around Mr. Macho Muscles."

I'm sure my eyes twinkled with the same mischief I saw In Joshua's eye. Game on, mofos.

After I had downed the cup of raw sewage Joshua had mixed for me, I looked around to find Sirius. He was standing against a wall with one of the others from his posse, who had his arm around some girl's shoulder. Perfect timing. Why not interrupt his friend time like he had just interrupted mine?

I had no idea what had been in that drink, it made me feel hot and lightheaded. Not an altogether bad feeling.

With the loud but clearly danceable music blasting in my ears I made my way over to Sirius.

"You said I owed you a dance," I said as confidently as I could hoping I did not slur too much. "If you can move without tripping over those muscles, it's now or never, steroid boy."

The guy Sirius was with hid his face in his girlfriend's hair and chuckled. The girl slammed her hand over her mouth and Sirius looked at me looking like his jaw was going to drop to the floor. He stood there gaping like a codfish with eyes so big they would have made an anime cartoonist proud.

He stayed silent.

"Have the muscles blocked your ears too?"

He still just looked at me.

"Ok, I'm going to count down from 3. That's this many," I said holding up three fingers for him to see. "When I reach zero, you lose. One..."

Suddenly I knew what that house in The Wizard of Oz had felt like, because I got grabbed and swept out onto the dance floor and spun around. Sirius did not waste any time after he had spun me around, he pulled me close and locked his arms around me.

"That mouth of yours," he murmured. "If it's as good at other things as it is at being sassy..."

He did not finish the sentence but let the unsaid words hung between us. Not even if it could stop world hunger would I have been able to stop the blush that came to my cheeks. Oh yes, I understood.

Pervert.

The score was 1-1.

My turn.

I let my hand trace up his chest and around his neck where I tangled my fingers into his soft semi-long hair. My other arm went around his waist and then I began to sway with him. I spread my legs on either side of one of his and provocatively moved on his leg.

His thigh was hard as steel against my inner thighs.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Joshua smiling from ear to ear while he continuously tried to get closer to Xodiac.

"I don't know if you know this. But dancing is a couple sport. We both have to move," I commented while grinding my body against his rather rigid non-moving position. "Right now, you're doing an Oscar winning performance of a dead tree."

That apparently brought him to attention, and he tightened his grip around me. Sirius leaned into me and helped me grind even closer to him. His head he had bowed down to be near my neck, and I felt his ragged, warm breath on my skin. I felt everybody's eyes on us, but I did not care.

I had a mission.

We danced like that for the rest of the song and the next. He was a good dancer, a lot better than me. I just went with it and Lambada'ed his thigh the best I could. Maybe it was the stripper uniform Joshua had made me wear, I felt more daring and capable when dancing with Sirius.

When the song ended, I pushed him off me and untangled myself from him. "Well, I think I've paid my dues now. Thanks for the dance, but next time don't do me any favors. One dance is all you'll ever get. Gotta go."

I began to walk away from him noting how everybody was staring at us. Ok, mostly me.

"You're leaving?" Sirius' voice was a little high pitched there.
"My hips don't lie, and they're moving away from you. Wipe your eyes, you'll survive."

To the sound of people's roaring laughter, I left him on the dance floor and sought refuge with Mischa and Claude.

Game. Set. Match.

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