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Oct 03, 2007 00:25

Date: January 2006
Characters: Mercedes de Larocca, Claire Bennet
Summary: Cheerleaders can't eat cookies alone - they get thrown off the squad.
Status: Complete!

[00:16] betterthnporsche: claire.
[00:16] CLAIIIREBEAR: heyy what's up?
[00:16] betterthnporsche: i am.. just so bored. out of my mind bored.
[00:16] CLAIIIREBEAR: lol i'm on my sidekick at work.
[00:16] CLAIIIREBEAR: i'm lame.
[00:17] betterthnporsche: um, doing something besides work at work?
[00:17] betterthnporsche: not lame.
[00:17] CLAIIIREBEAR: lol there's nobody here.
[00:17] CLAIIIREBEAR: zach and peter came the other day but other than that it's just been random people.
[00:17] CLAIIIREBEAR: and jello the dog.
[00:17] CLAIIIREBEAR: haha
[00:17] betterthnporsche: okay, with you on zach. who's peter?
[00:17] betterthnporsche: wait, wait.
[00:18] betterthnporsche: can i come see you? i've gotta get out of this house.
[00:18] CLAIIIREBEAR: peter's the boy
[00:18] betterthnporsche: oooh, riiight.
[00:19] CLAIIIREBEAR: yeah, but other than that it's been slow.
[00:19] CLAIIIREBEAR: lots of people looking for that dumb suresh book.
[00:19] betterthnporsche: chandra suresh?
[00:19] betterthnporsche: how weird. i have that book.
[00:19] CLAIIIREBEAR: ...you do?
[00:20] betterthnporsche: i know, i'm a geek. all that stuff fascinates me.  but i read ghost stories, too. and about alien abduction and... you get it.
[00:20] CLAIIIREBEAR: you and zach would totally be bff.
[00:20] CLAIIIREBEAR: my attic in my old house was haunted, i swear.
[00:20] betterthnporsche: one nutjob at a time.
[00:21] CLAIIIREBEAR: lol thanx
[00:21] betterthnporsche: lol, no prob. so, can i come see you? i'll bring cookies.
[00:21] CLAIIIREBEAR: lol for srs?
[00:22] betterthnporsche: really! i'm so frkn bored.
[00:22] betterthnporsche: come on, white chocolate chip?
[00:22] CLAIIIREBEAR: :)
[00:22] betterthnporsche: if i eat these by myself, they'll throw me off the squad
[00:22] CLAIIIREBEAR: you should totally come give me the chelsea downlow.
[00:22] CLAIIIREBEAR: looks like i might go there.
[00:23] betterthnporsche: that would be awesome!
[00:23] betterthnporsche: where do you work?
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Mercedes looked up at the little building in front of her, a shop with an awning wedged in between two others. There was barely enough room on the storefront for the door and the picture window, the one with the name written across it in curving letters. It looked.. okay, so it looked really small. But cool! Because Claire worked there. Maybe. The brunette consulted the name written in pink glitter-pen on her palm, and seemed satisfied. Yeah, Claire worked there.

Claire, who she'd only met online. Who had already introduced her to new people, and how cool was that? Because as much as Mercedes loved her friends, she definitely did *not* love the pity in the looks that they gave her, or the fact that everyone knew everything about her already. The girl she'd promised to bring cookies for was a new face. A fresh start. And dear God, that prospect was *exciting!*

So exciting that the petite brunette's stomach was all fluttery when she nudged open the door, a tupperware container filled to the brim with fresh-baked cookies (thank you, Aunt Inez!) tucked under her arm and her messenger bag slung over her shoulder. She edged her way inside, peering around the looming shelves for a moment before getting up the nerve to raise her voice.

"Umm.. Claire? Hey, it's Mercedes.."

mercedes de larocca, claire bennet, cheerleaders and cookies are doom

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