Thank you all for the wonderful feedback. Arron, because you love this story, I'll dedicate this part to you. 
Kelsey, of course I forgive you! *hugs* and Scarlette, thanks for being such a kick ass beta and best friend and I can go on... All you Kittens RAWK! Enjoy!Title: Shadowed Edge
Author: Taras Shadow -
hollynight03@yahoo.caDisclaimer: Contains much of the reality issues young adults face. Pressure, relationships, enemies...and yes, strict parents. Deals with mild substance abuse, violence (not so much) strong course language.
Rating: Strong R.Feedback: Yes please, everything is welcome
Characters: All belong to me and me alone.
Summary: Takes Place at an All Girls Catholic School where trouble brews between three circle of friends. This story deals with real life matters drug/alcohol abuse and it does share some nature of the same sex relationship briefly; also deals with pregnancy. Thoughts are in < >
Bumping this up to NC 17 - just to be safe. 
PART TEN - B~*~*~*~*~*~
Em pressed her hand on Aly’s lower back, her hips were tempted to grind onto the thigh that snuck between hers. The fast music temp seemed to have scared everyone off the dance floor once again, but the two young woman continued to dance, not caring who was watching or sneering.
"Scarlette looks a little...bored," Aly whispered loud enough for her best friend to hear.
Emelia looked over her shoulder and saw the dark brunette talking with Anna, but her expressions were unreadable.
"Should we ask her to join us?" Aly laced her fingers with Em’s, their dancing slowed down a bit.
"Ask? You’re kidding me right?" Em threw her head back and laughed. "We have to drag her on the dance floor, did you not see her at the rave?"
"You’re right, drag...come on!" Aly laughed and the couple went straight for Scarlette. "You look bored," she remarked, her eyes glanced briefly at the slightly taller redhead.
"I’m not-" Scarlette furrowed her brow in confusion but quickly found herself being tugged out onto the dance floor. "What are you doing?"
"Dance," Em smirked and grabbed Scarlette’s waist from the front.
Scarlette raised both eyebrows in question but felt her hands being put on Em’s own waist and she felt another pair of hands on her hips from behind. "Em?"
"Shh, just feeling the rhythm here," Emelia smiled and squeezed Scar’s waist before sliding them down to Aly’s hands, above the dark brunette’s hips.
"It’s a lot like sex," Aly whispered in Scarlette’s ear. "You need a lot of rhythm in your pelvic area..."
"A lot of grinding," Em whispered in her other ear.
Scarlette swallowed and turned her head slightly to see how many students were watching. "I really don’t dance," she persisted, but found herself moving with the two girls she was sandwiched between.
"I don’t want to get too personal Scar, cause you’re my friend and I don’t want you offended...but you do know how to dance like you’re having sex?" Aly continued to whisper.
Scarlette looked at Emelia and blushed a bit. "I can dance," she said, moving her hands down Em’s arms and to her hips. Slowly, she started to feel the rhythm and soon, all three young women were dancing in sync.
Emelia smirked and looked over Scarlette’s shoulder, her eye caught none other than the boyfriend. Nodding her head towards Orlando, she invited him over to the dance floor.
Orlando excused himself from his friend and made his way out onto the empty floor. "May I cut in?" he asked, smiling at his two friends.
Scarlette grinned and took his offered hand, allowing him to pull her close. "Thanks for the dance," she smirked at her friends.
"Anytime," Aly winked, placing her hands back onto her best friend’s hips.
"It looked like you were having fun," Orlando smiled, feeling a little more comfortable as the music switched to a slower song.
"Terrified first, fun after, yes," the dark brunette sighed, placing her head against his chest, swaying to the soft music.
"It was a dancing threesome," Emelia chuckled, dragging Aly off the dance floor to grab a drink.
Orlando shook his head and smiled. "Somehow, I’m a little worried about you three getting close."
"Why?" Scarlette looked up at her boyfriend.
"Because those two are already so hard to handle, if I throw you into the mix, extra hard to handle, and I have a feeling that you don’t have a problem with taking control," his eyes searched for hers in a teasing grin.
Scarlette could only smile, making herself comfortable again, against Orlando’s body.
~*~*~*~*~
Anna leaned against the wall, her eyes searching through the growing crowd on the dance floor. Sam had just asked if she could share a dance with Bryce, so she knew Brian was around somewhere. Rising on her tiptoes, she tried to get a better look.
"I always heard that stretching would make you taller," a voice said behind her. "Doesn’t work...I tried."
Anna turned around and came face to face with a chuckling Brian. "You look good, I mean not short."
Brian smiled and leaned against the wall beside her. "So, what are we looking at?"
Blushing, Anna just shook her head. "Just observing," she said quietly.
"In silence, got it," the young man crossed his arms over his chest. "You know, this song just started, would you like to dance?"
The redhead looked at Brian curiously, not knowing if he was serious or not. "Me?"
Pushing himself off the wall, he stood in front of Anna and smiled. "Yes, you, would you like to dance?"
Anna accepted his hand and followed the Scottish man out to the floor.
"So, good time so far?" Brian asked, smiling.
"Pretty interesting," Anna giggled, looking around at the other students.
"Remind me to ask you one day, about what the deal is with you and those other girls," he smirked. His eyes searched her face with wonder. "Has anyone ever told you that you look absolutely beautiful tonight?"
Anna smiled shyly, "Yea, your brother," her voice erupted into laughter.
Brian blushed and cleared his throat, "Yes, of course."
"How are, um, things with you and Sam?" Anna asked, her eyes searching the crowd, finding her boyfriend and best friend sharing a dance.
"Great," Brian smiled a bit. "She’s an interesting young woman," he followed the redhead’s gaze.
"She is," Anna sighed and smiled.
Brian licked his lips and let go of the girl he was dancing with when the song ended.
"Oh, you two shared a dance?" Sam stopped and looped her arm with Brian’s.
"Good dance?" Bryce chuckled, wrapping his own arms around his girlfriend’s waist from behind. "Don’t get any ideas Bri, this girl is mine," he nuzzled her neck and kissed it before leading her off towards the punch table.
Brian laughed it off and followed Sam towards their table area.
~*~*~*~*~
Aly skipped through the crowd, smiling at the girls who looked at her or the boys who winked. "I wonder how many of these girls are skirt chasers?" she flopped down in her best friend’s lap, who was talking with Jaime.
"You’d be surprised," Jaime grinned shyly. "Oh, I don’t, I actually have a crush on my older sister’s boyfriend’s little brother, he’s so cute."
Aly and Em shared a look and giggled before kissing each other quickly. "I’m definitely a skirt chaser, only Em doesn’t wear that many skirts," Aly said, reaching over to grab some party mix.
"I wear skirts," Em smirked and trailed her hand up Aly’s thigh, "and you know from personal experience," she whispered into the raven haired girl’s ear.
Jaime felt comfortable around the couple. She knew if Scarlette were friends with them, she’d have nothing to fear. "Maybe you should ask Scarlette to borrow her skirt some weekend," she laughed.
Aly and Emelia's faces lit up. "That is such a great idea!" Em smiled widely.
"You’re a god!" Aly leaned forward and kissed Jaime’s cheek.
"But wait, what if she and Orlando use the skirt..." Emelia looked over at the couple, who was walking towards them.
"Quiet," Aly smiled sweetly as Scarlette gave her a quizzical look.
"What?" Scarlette asked hesitantly.
Emelia trailed her finger’s along her friend’s waist. "Do you wear your skirt on the weekend?"
"What? My skirt?" Scarlette looked down at her friend’s questing fingers. "I usually wear jeans," she frowned a bit.
Orlando raised his own eyebrows in questioning. "What are you two thinking?"
"I’m not having a threesome," Scarlette smirked.
Emelia and Aly sat back in shock. "Rude much? Like we were thinking that..." They both burst into giggles.
"They wanted to borrow your skirt for the weekend," Jaime smiled.
"Blondie’s idea," Aly pointed to Jaime. "Awesome idea, so can we?"
Shaking her head, Scarlette smiled at her friends when she sat down. "I’ll think about it, but right now, no."
Emelia pouted. "Fine."
Aly scowled and cupped Em’s face, brushing her lips over the girl’s in front of her. "It’s okay, we can use the skirts you have, they work just as good."
"Mmhmm," Emelia purred, parting her lips in a sneaky smile before curling her hands in Aly’s shoulder length hair, pressing them closer together.
Orlando cleared his throat and coughed a laugh, hearing disgruntled moans coming from his friends.
"Party pooper," Aly got up off Emelia’s lap and sat next to her.
Sam, Brian, Anna and Bryce all came up at once, wanting to hang with their friends, Orlando and Scarlette. Sam tried to avoid Emelia and Aly but it was hard, she couldn’t help but notice part of a tattoo peek out from Emelia’s dress by her shoulder blade.
Aly looked up and saw Sam checking out Emelia’s back. "Having a good look?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
Samantha immediately looked away but she knew she was caught. "Just looking at that bad work of art," she pointed out Emelia’s tattoo.
"You have a tattoo?" Bryce asked, but was slapped but Anna. "Ow, I was just asking."
Emelia looked around at the small crowd and shrugged. "It’s not bad art," she caught Sam’s gaze. "Lost your sense of creativity?"
Scarlette turned her head and smiled at Aly as she checked out part of Emelia’s tattoo. "Is that a butterfly?"
Emelia nodded. "Tyson dragged me into the tattoo place last year...then Aly dragged me in about six months ago."
"Where’s the other one?" Sam asked out of curiousity.
Aly stood up and flexed her fists a bit. "Wouldn’t you like to know," she drew her lips in a tight smile.
Em reached her hand out and caressed her best friend’s arm. "Lower abdomen, by the inner hipbone," she answered. "Right where Aly loves it."
Anna frowned when she watched Sam’s gaze run down Em’s body. "Sam?" she questioned.
"Aren’t they expensive?" Samantha asked. "I probably have an idea of how you paid for it," she smirked evilly.
"And how is that?" Emelia stepped forward a bit, not afraid of confrontation.
"Em, just ignore her," Scarlette whispered.
"No, I’m sorry, but we would really like to know what’s going on in that superficial head of hers," Aly moved slightly more in front of Emelia.
"Ladies, come on," Orlando tried to tug Aly away, but he was roughly shrugged off.
"Why don’t you really tell us what you think of us," Aly whispered to Sam. "You can’t be despising us because of our...sexual preferences," she bit her lip and looked over the other young woman’s form slowly, slightly with jealousy, "I’ve been watching you check out my girl...no one could ever satisfy you, so you have to go after someone who is way out of your league," moving closer, Aly brought her fingers up to Sam’s dress, barely touching the skin that showed. "Come on Sammy, give us your best shot."
Even though Samantha was level headed, she hated when someone pushed her around. When someone rubbed her the wrong way, she was never one to back off, unless she was literally dragged away. Once Aly touched her collarbone, that was the last straw, she threw one punch and sent Aly flying back into Em’s arms.
Emelia’s eyes went wide along with the rest of the crowd. After making sure Aly wasn’t hurt that bad, she surprised everyone by charging after Sam and knocking her down, straddling her hips and taking a punch for her best friend’s sake.
"Cat fight!" Someone yelled and no sooner were the words yelled, the two girls rolling on the hall floor were surrounded by the whole student body mass.
"You bitch!" Samantha spat, shoving Em off of her and scampering backwards by her elbows. "You hit me!"
"You lay a hand on one of us again, so help me God, I’ll kick your ass so far into the ground..." Emelia was tugged up by Bryce and Orlando.
Anna rushed to her best friend’s side and helped her up. "What the hell did you punch Aly for?" she hissed.
"Anna!" Sam scowled. "I’m hurt here and you’re thinking of that slut?"
Anna shook her head and checked out the swelling around Samantha’s eye. "I’m sorry, Emelia shouldn’t have attacked you like that, but you can’t expect her to sit back and do nothing when you touched her girlfriend first."
"Aly touched me!" Sam screamed.
Scarlette felt torn. She was friends with everyone and she wasn’t sure where to go first, but since Sam was busy screaming at her best friend, she went to Aly’s side. "Are you okay?"
Aly nodded and held a napkin to her bottom lip. "Just a little blood," she smiled then winced.
"Gives me a reason to kiss you," Em smiled, her own lip was slightly split. "Scar, I think Aly and I are gonna split."
"Ha, I get it...with the...lip...splitting..." Bryce cleared his throat and excused himself to check out what Sam and Anna were up too.
"Yes, I think that it’s best if you two leave," a voice said behind them.
"Sister," Scarlette said in a nervous voice. "Sorry about..."
"No worries child," Sister Tilly smiled warmly. "Kids get into such violent things these days, it’s bound to come out sooner or later."
"We’re not violent," Aly frowned, "Your precious angel over there, hit me first."
Sister Tilly nodded. "I’ll be talking with her later, shall I escort you out?"
Scarlette spoke up, "It’s okay, I’ll walk them out, they’re my guests."
"And mine!" Jaime spoke up for the first time since the fight broke out.
"I’ve got it Jai," the brunette smiled.
"Thank you for being my date," Aly smirked teasingly and hugged Jaime.
Jaime blushed and nodded.
Scarlette and Orlando both walked Aly and Em out of the building. "I’ll drive them home," the young man said.
"It’s okay Orli, don’t let us ruin your night anymore than we already have," Emelia hugged Orlando and turned to Scarlette, looking a little guilty. "Sorry that I ruined your...evening. It’s just...she hurt Aly and I couldn’t control myself."
"It’s cool Em," Scarlette laughed softly.
"I knew I liked you for a reason," Aly smiled and placed a soft kiss on Scarlette’s cheek, trying not to hurt her lip in the process.
Scarlette blushed slightly. "Are you sure you want to walk home?"
Orlando nodded and wrapped his arm around his girlfriend’s waist. "I really don’t mind driving you back."
Emelia shook her head and pulled Aly close to her. "Nah, we’re gonna stop by the Diner and grab some food, maybe take the short cut for a quick mood lifter," she chuckled.
Scarlette raised her eyebrows. "Just, be careful."
"Will do Red," Emelia laughed and lightly tapped Scarlette’s butt. "Now you two get back in there, have fun and give us details next time we see you."
After seeing off the young couple, Scarlette looked up at Orlando. "We mentioned they weren’t supposed to kiss and such....I don’t think we mentioned hitting...so I can’t be mad."
"Hmm, next time," Orlando smiled and bent his head down to kiss her softly.
~*~*~*~*~
After the dance, everyone began to gather outside. Sam, Aly and Emelia’s fight was the talk of the evening. Of course since most of them saw Sam get the punch by Emelia, she was the one taking most of the heat.
"I’ll kill her," Sam whispered.
"No need to go that far," Brian frowned and wrapped an arm around her bare shoulders, trying to keep her slightly warm.
"She made me look like a complete ass in front of my school mates," Samantha frowned at her date. "It’s humiliating."
"Suck it up Barbie," Jaime laughed. "It’s one punch..."
"Sticking up for them are you?" Sam raised an eyebrow. "You don’t have a social status to salvage...you don’t even exist."
Jaime looked hurt but decided to square her shoulders and stick out her jaw. "You know what, Sam?" she walked slowly over stopped in front of the brunette. "I may not exist to your social crowd, but at least I’m not so insecure about it that it rules my life."
"Whatever," Sam snarled and buried her head in the crook of her dates neck.
"Hey," Anna walked up with Bryce, Scarlette and Orlando. "We were going to go to the Diner for a late snack, you two in?"
Brian smiled and looked at Sam. "Wanna hang out for a bit longer?"
Sam smiled and nodded. "Yea, I need a large chocolate milkshake to comfort me."
~*~*~*~*~
Aly lounged back in her bed and watched as Emelia disrobed from her dress. "Thank you for punching Sam out tonight, it was very sexy."
"Yea?" Emelia smiled sexily and crawled towards her lover.
"Yea, I like when you get all take-charge," the raven haired girl bent her legs as the brunette rested between them, and then wrapped them around her waist. Aly’s hands caressed Emelia’s back, teasing the skin with her nails.
"Mmm," Em moaned quietly and pressed her lips against her best friend’s. "I’m just sorry she got the first punch in," she pulled back.
"Shh," Aly tightened her legs and squeezed Em’s body closer against her. "Feel that?" her eyes sparkled.
Emelia groaned in the crook of Aly’s neck as she felt warmth smear her lower stomach. "What’s got you all worked up?"
"You," the raven haired woman sighed and kissed her lover deeply. "I believe you have a reward for me...for being good?"
Emelia laughed and rolled them over, her hands gripped the slim waist of the young woman straddling her. "Mmm, come up here," she whispered huskily.
Aly looked at Emelia with a smouldering look and grinned, moving up and over her lover’s head, gripping the rickety headboard tightly as she lowered herself. "Oh fuck Em," she moaned into the heat of the late autumn night.
~*~*~*~*~
TBC...~Holly~
Baby, baby, baby when all you're love is gone, who will save me from all I'm up against out in this world
- Bright Lights - Matchbox Twenty
Edited by: Taras Shadow 
at: 3/27/04 12:18 pm
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but i love this fic and im gunna check back regularly for an update 
, plain and simple. Go Em! If she didn't punch that wench I would have. 
Wanna say something
[kidding
. I loved the scene between her and Sam!!!! 
You killed me with that one [ahm....it's prolly not that funny when you are not in my head.....but it is very funny in my head......
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