002; now there's a voice inside my heart, it's got me wondering.
why? As per usual, this is based on a prompt over at tweendom_anon. I couldn't refuse doing this because I am, apparently, that community's bitch! Hope the OP likes it and the rest of you enjoy this little piece of crack, as well. ;) There's nothing super explicit in here, but it's femslash nonetheless, so yeah. Oh, and I have no idea how Jen and Miranda's real-life first kisses went, this is all fiction! The prompt was to continue on after the filming of "iKiss," with the girls reflecting on their first kisses.
disclaimer; This is all a work of fiction. Nothing and no one, except the plot, belongs to me. I write for fun, not profit!
now there's a voice inside my heart, it's got me wondering.
(rpf - MIRANDA COSGROVE/JENNETTE McCURDY)
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The thing about love,
Is I never saw it coming.
Kind of crept up and
Took me by surprise
And now there's a voice inside my heart,
It's got me wondering:
Is it true?
"Say It Again" - Marie Digby.
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They’ve finally filmed the last scene of the new episode, “iKiss,” which is a just an establishing scene from the beginning that didn’t look right, so they do the same old thing from a different angle.
When she first started, Miranda thought it was all so glamorous and amazing. Now she knows the opposite is true - Hollywood is all about making the ordinary and boring appear glamorous and amazing.
Tugging her dark hair into a hairclip, Miranda Cosgrove wandered the set by herself. She always felt nostalgic after filming. With a quick swig from the lukewarm water bottle in her hand, Miranda sighed.
That was when she saw it. The familiar flash of blond curls that could only belong to one person.
“Hey, Net.” Miranda smiled, greeting her co-star with a one-armed hug.
“What’s up?” Jennette McCurdy grinned widely, walking in step with her taller, brunette counterpart.
“Not much; finally done filming this stupid kiss episode,” said Miranda with a laugh.
“What’s so stupid about it?” Jennette joked, pretending to be offended since she had a pretty big part in “iKiss.” “You have a problem with kissing, Miss Cosgrove?”
Miranda rolled her eyes. “My problem isn’t with kissing. It’s with first kissing.”
Jennette raised an eyebrow. “Go on.”
“Everyone’s first kiss sucked.” Seeing Jennette’s unreadable look, Miranda continued, “Don’t they all? Your brain is all ‘what if I don’t do this right?’, ‘does he really like me?’ And it all adds up to a terrible first kiss that you can never forget.”
“C’mon, Randa. Your first kiss couldn’t have been that bad.” The two girls made their way down the studio’s halls, passing familiar faces and occasionally waving or “hey”-ing them.
“Oh, it was.” Miranda shook her head. “It was in sixth grade. Want to know the real reason I started getting home schooled?”
Jennette’s eyes widened.
“Yeah, well, I’d been missing a lot of school that year for commercials and auditions and stuff. Contrary to popular belief, that doesn’t get you into the ‘popular’ crowd. Anyways, I worked really hard to get the ‘cool’ girls to like me. Whenever I was at school, I made the extra effort to kiss their asses. Anyways, just when they started warming up to me, the sort of Regina George-type invited me to this pool party thing. I was so nervous. It was going to be my first party with boys there!”
The other girl giggled. “You’re such a dork.”
“Am not, and stop interrupting me. So, I go to the party, and I try to be cool, you know? I laughed at everything the girls said, always poured their root beers for them… Whatever. So, what happens is, Little Miss Popularity Savannah, the one who’s hosting the party suggests Truth or Dare. Which I’ve only played with girls! Of course, I’m first. I pick dare. Savannah dares me to kiss the sweatiest, greasiest, weirdest, guy there. Who only got invited because the popular guys think he’s funny. The kiss lasted three Mississippi’s and ends with a trail of his spit running down my chin.”
Jennette burst out laughing. “Your first kiss really did suck!”
“Yep. So…tell me about yours?”
She shrugged. “Not much to tell. Happened when I was in kindergarten, under the monkey bars. With Michael Morton, who told me I had ‘toilet breath,’ five seconds after.”
“Oh.” Miranda’s eyes gleamed. “Don’t you wish we could have first kiss do-overs?”
Jennette smiled. “Definitely.”
Before Miranda could even say another word, Jennette was leaning in and her pink lips were everywhere. She lightly sucked on Miranda’s lower lip. God, it was perfect. Her skin was so soft and her cheeks were flushed red from the cold. Only when they drew back slightly for air, was when Miranda realized that they were just loitering outside the studio’s gates and anyone could see them.
“We shouldn’t-” Miranda began.
“Mmm,” was all Jennette said before her lips were pressing against the younger girl’s and her tongue was begging for entrance.
Miranda’s hands were twisted up in Jennette’s curls and Jennette’s soft fingertips were pressing lightly against Miranda’s bare collarbone.
It was perfect. A perfect first kiss.
Slowly, almost as if it was all in her imagination, Jennette directed her behind the coverage of a stone wall that housed some overrated coffee shop. Miranda felt herself gasp as Jennette discovered the sweet spot she never knew she had right under the curve of her neck.
Jennette’s skilled fingers quickly unzipped Miranda’s hoodie and Miranda found herself tugging Jennette’s top up and over the other girl’s head.
“Has your first kiss been to your liking?” Jennette asked, her voice soft and sensual.
“Mostly,” Miranda heard herself say. That was when she unclasped her bra and let it fall to the ground in a heap.
Jennette quirked an eyebrow, before leaning in again.