ProfNigma Stories #10: Schneider’s Island #2
Date: 12/2/2015,
Categories:
Celebrities,
Author: FrankSinner
... was little more than buzzing in the mind of Jade West. Without much of a warning, she stood up and left the circle and headed out the front door. * * * A few minutes after his bride slipped from the party, Freddie was left alone at the bar when Carly went and joined the girls who were in the midst of an argument over men and women being friends. He considered weighing in, but the idea of getting into that mess just made his head hurt. His gaze danced across the room, anxious to see if everyone was enjoying themselves, but for the most part, people were keeping to tight knit groups. That's when he noticed that Sam was nowhere to be seen. "Crazy party…" Freddie spun around, half jumping when her heard the soft and simple voice he hadn't heard in months and came face to face with Tasha, of all people, Gibby's ex-girlfriend. Part of him was ashamed as he looked her up and down, still unable to believe that she had gone from some scrawny cute girl to this bombshell. "Holy Jesus… you look amazing." "I know," she said, grinning and taking a whole shot in one go. "You can thank Jesus all you want, but it’s just genetics." Freddie was put off a bit by the girls' arrogant nature, but that was just par for the course with the attractive young woman. From his understanding, after Tasha graduated high school, a year ahead of the iCarly gang, she went off to LA to become a model. And by complete accident, he had run into her in the mall downtown with Jade. ...
... She caught him up that she was just getting by and they exchanged contact info. And after three years of intense work and little jobs, she had finally gotten her break- a music video. The summer after Freddie and Jade got an apartment together, there was this awful song that seemed to imply rap* called 'Distorted Signals,' and in it, Tasha was topless and practically nude and just danced like a stripper as the singer grinded against her. Freddie would never admit to watching the video, but he had it bookmarked on his PearPad. The humiliating video launched a whole ad campaign for lingerie, and last he heard from her last fall, she was becoming an 'Angel' for Victoria's Secret. "Nice to see that you haven't let this fame go to your head," Freddie said, sipping his drink, and smirking. "I came here for you, you know. You don't have to be an ass." "Sorry…" he said, doing his best to look at her eyes when he spoke and not a bit lower. "Been one of those nights. Guess I'm a bit on edge." "Understandable," she said, fully taking the seat next to him. "Figured you would be among the first few people from high school to get married, but I always figured it would be to someone… a bit closer to home." Her words, as if magic, triggered Freddie's phone to go off with a text alert. He quickly opened it and the colour drained from his face momentarily. "I'm sorry, Tasha…" Freddie said, taking a deep breath and staring at his phone. ...