Enough said (Trixie tag Any)

[Trixie Michaels]

Trixie had not seen DJ in a few days. Which was not unusual. He was working. He was fresh from the Police academy and had to work the stupid evening shift. Trixie was surprising turning into a better person. She was still very much a bitch and miss popular at school. Needless to say. Next to Aly she was probably the one cheerleader most people feared and looked up to. Girls like Shelby wish they could be her. But she was doing good, especially with having a boyfriend for the past eight months.That was a record actually. Things were good and far from boring.

Now If only Jay would like DJ or at least stop messing with her when it comes to DJ. Jay was miserable and misery loves company right. Well Trixie was done being brought down by him, but when it came to minds games Jay was just like their father. He knew how to play them. And he played them well. Trixie had gone home after cheer practice and took a shower and ignored her homework like always.

She left her room for dinner and then fought Nate for the remote down stairs. When she finally did retreat to her room she saw a bunch of papers on her bed. Trixie approached them and looked down. Lined were three articles. All with something to do with cops getting shot in the line of duty. At the end was a paper with an equal sign. Then a picture of DJ and a graveyard at the end with the words your fault written on the pictures.

Trixie growled and grabbed the papers ripping them up and throwing them around the room. He worst fear was DJ dieing. Well that had become her worst fear. Trixie honestly could not imagine her life without him and that was both scary and new for Trixie. She stomped off to go find Jay who was getting ready to go out. "You think this is funny.Please Jay. Stop." Trixie said.

Jay just smiled, "Trix you need to get out more. You're becoming paranoid. See you later sis." Jay said laughing as he walked away from her.

Trixie watched him go. "Jerk!" She called after him. Trixie left soon after Jay did. Lucky for her living in Beverly Hills the beach was not a far walk. Trixie needed to clear her head so she took a walk down the sidewalk toward the beach slash boardwalk. Anyone who ran into her better be warned that Trixie was not in a mood for games or conversation.

Enough said.

[Sloane Taylor]

Sloane slipped out of the comfy bed quietly and looked around the room for her shoes and found it beside her dark blue lacy panties that had been haphazardly thrown over the chair near the TV. She slipped into both practically simultaneously before checking herself in the mirror, brushing through the tangled mess that was her hair.

Once she was sure she got everything of hers, she pushed open the toilet door, surprising the person occupying the can. "Jeez Sloane, knock first why don't you?" The blonde twenty-three year old chuckled before flushing. Sloane pressed her lips on to hers briefly. "I'm off. Bring Bryan next time. I'm sure your boyfriend would be eternally grateful." Sloane smirked before walking out of the bathroom and out the hotel room.

She passed by a few college guys who hooted at her with lewd comments. Sloane laughed them off and within minutes, she was out of the hotel and on to the pier. A breeze picked up at her skirt, showing her lingerie just a few seconds before she stopped it from going any further. Sloane had no shame but it was really cold.

A whole day without thinking of that boy and it had done her good. She was satisfied in all essence of the word for the day and was now looking to kick back and relax. The pier was a good place for her and had been her solace for quite some time now despite its' perpetual activity. It had healed many a Nolan breakdown and she had always found very interesting people around. People she knew and people she didn't know. She was quite eager to see who she might bump into.

Just right then, she did bump into someone that she didn't think she would bump into simply because Sloane thought she was crazy enough to do something about the fact that Sloane had slept with her boyfriend. "Trixie Michaels...what a surprise."

[Trixie Michaels]

Trixie looked up and saw Sloane. Had this been last year she would have punched the girl. But this was a new year despite trixie not forgetting. Although one could make the argument she and DJ were not dating. Which had been true, but she still had felt a betrayal over him sleeping with Sloane two days after they slept together. However, that was months ago.

"To bad I can't say the same about you." Trixie smirked. "I meaning walking the streets at night." Trixie's voice was sarcastic as could be. She was not being mean of vicious it was a simple tease, thats all. She crossed her arms over her chest and smirked. "Good to see you Sloane. Always a pleasure. What brings you out late at night?" She asked. Trixie looked around wondering if DJ was out here.

"We haven't spoken in a while." She said. Then again Sloane more had a thing going with her brother then her. They had talked occasionally until the whole DJ thing, which honestly was not Sloane's fault cause Trixie had gotten jealous, but no way she would ever admit to that. Now she was pretty secure in knowing DJ would never stray but there were times she wondered.

[Sloane Taylor]

Sloane smirked at Trixie’s sarcasm but she understood where it came from. It wasn’t much of a stretch was it? An eyebrow raised at the formality Trixie was extending. A pleasure? Sloane would have thought pleasure came in the form of the obvious [at least in Sloane’s mind] and that it was in meeting each other often which Trixie had obliged neither. But Sloane didn’t bring it up. It wasn’t important anyhow.

“Yes well, talking is quite overrated if you ask me.” Sloane replied. “But I just came from there.” She jerked her thumb in the direction of the hotel she had come from. No further explanation was needed as she knew Trixie would understand, given the circumstances of their acquaintance. If she asked, Sloane wouldn’t lie anyway.

“I’ve never seen you around here before. And I would know, I haunt this place almost every night. The hotdogs here are amazing.” Speaking of which, she excused herself from Trixie just for a bit to get two of the aforementioned hot dogs. She wasn’t sure if Trixie wanted one so when she came back, she didn’t offer.

[Trixie Michaels]

"Especially onsidering who you are talking to. Sometimes I prefer the whole not talking method, if you know what I mean." If anyone understood it would be Sloane. Sometimes DJ just wanted to talk, which was nice, but sometimes Trixie prefered not to talk, and it was pretty easy to get DJ's mind off talking. Trixie eyed the hotel and just nodded. Oh she got it. Surprising enough Trixie and Sloane were a lot alike. Part of the reason Trixie had hated that DJ slept with her of all people.

Trixie had no real problem with th girl. Well not anymore. Trixie may holda grudge, but not over that. She would much easier hold a grudge over one of the cheerleaders getting a step wrong versus what Sloane had done because A) that was months and months ago and B) the cheerleaders should know better then to miss a step especially during a routine.

Trixie followed Sloane with her eyes as she walked off and then came back. "Usually I drive and don't walk." Trixie said. "I like to drive." She commented. Her comment of course having a double meaning. "But tonight, I felt it would be too dangerous to drive. Jay pissed me off and here I am. Walking was a much better choice." Maybe a scary choice. It was dark and she had been alone, but had a guy tried to mess with her she would have surely kicked his ass. "Brothers. Be thankful yours is a little one and not one with a damn mouth like Jay's."

[Sloane Taylor]

Sloane simply laughed, polishing off her second hot dog within minutes. The girl scarfed down a battalion in seconds with room to spare. All she had to do was run five miles to burn it off. Sloane had no problems keeping her figure. Her motivation was simple and effective. Boys did not want to bang a fat slut. It helped that she actually liked keeping fit.

"Driving has its merits." Sloane agreed, understanding the double meaning. "But sometimes driving in the same lane can be quite a chore. You gotta veer off course sometimes...wouldn't you agree?" The redhead smirked, throwing the crumpled up paper that had held the hot dogs into a bin.

"I'm the youngest in my family and I hardly think I should talk about my elder brothers like that," she couldn't help replying. "Because what Jay does with his mouth is nothing I want to imagine my brothers doing."

[Trixie Michaels]

"I am not so sure. I seem to rather enjoy driving in the same lane. It just depends on if the lane is always straight, which is rather boring, or curvey and full of surprises. I like those lanes." she smirked. Meaning DJ was a curvy lane and not a straight one. At least Sloane understood. Again, because they were so alike obviously, Sloane should understand. "As for veering off course, one drive and two lanes is always an idea you know." She smirked.

"What Jay does with his mouth is nothing I want to imagine him doing. You may keep those thoughts to yourself. i just mean he doesn't know when to shut up." Trixie told Sloane. :Lucky you for being the youngest." All trixie had was Jay. Well there was Nate, but if you were talking about siblings there was only Jay. Which was why this was so annoying at times.

"So tell me Sloane you off to some where in particular, or wandering around until something strikes your fancy?" Trixie asked, and by something she could have easily meant someone, but she was not about to voice that part. "Since you said you come here a lot care to show me around?" Trixie asked her voice teasing of course.

[Sloane Taylor]

“Well one can only hope I don’t get stuck in traffic.” Sloane laughed, tiring of the driving analogy. But the idea of having a threesome, as Trixie was suggesting, obviously appealed to her but with DJ McArthur? Again? He was good, she granted him that but if that’s the only thing Trixie was in it for, that should have staled a long time ago. At least for Sloane.

But who was she to judge? She was with Nolan Ahlstrom for God’s sake. Damn it she really needed to stop thinking about him. Had she not left him standing where they had their little chitchat? That was supposed to have been the end when it came to the Ahlstrom Taylor atrocity. So why was she still mulling over that blond with serious commitment issues? Serious commitment issues being that he actually wanted commitment?

“Oh Jay knows when to shut up. And no more talk of that.” The redheaded senior ran her fingers through her hair, shivering just slightly when the wind picked up right then. “You know very well the answer to that question, Michaels.” A smirk lifted the corners of Sloane’s full lips. Sloane showed Trixie around as promised and by the time they were finished, Sloane had had two corndogs and cotton candy with soda. She must have been really hungry.

“So wanna get a beer? Get wasted or something?”

[Trixie Michaels]

"Get wasted, now that sounds like a plan. Why didn't we think of that earlier." Trixie commented as she followed Sloane into the bar she picked. Trixie had her fake ID. which was rarely questions, but she knew the information just in case. Of course Trixie knew how to look older then she was. It was all in the clothes and the make up. Most teens made the mistake of too much make up. The key was in very little.

Trixie sat at the bar and thought about what she wanted. "Appletini."She would start off easy and work her way up to the hard stuff. No doubt DJ would get a few drunken texts this evening. She kne whe may not like them, but he would like them. "You come here a lot or do the guys always check out girls like they are checking us out." Trixie giggled.

She sipped her drink as she scanned the room. No was the magical word, but yes to drinks. Why pay for your own if some poor sap could pay. Yes Trixie was a little mean like that, but she was not about to cheat. Not on DJ. She loved the man too damn much. God sometimes she still couldn't believe she had admitted that but it was true. "What are you drinking?" Trixie asked pulling herself from her thoughts of her boyfriend.