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  <title>Still I wear the red dress</title>
  <subtitle>paint my toes and twirl</subtitle>
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    <name>raw sugar</name>
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  <updated>2008-12-18T16:38:08Z</updated>
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    <title>Fic: It's the Invisible Lines That Are Really Tricky</title>
    <published>2038-01-19T03:14:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-18T16:38:08Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Fandom:&lt;/strong&gt; Stick It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing:&lt;/strong&gt; Haley/Joanne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wordcount:&lt;/strong&gt; 445&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prompt: &lt;/strong&gt;&amp;quot;Boundaries&amp;quot; at &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_movie_100' lj:user='movie_100' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/movie_100/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/movie_100/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;movie_100&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but then I went over. Shorter version is there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boundaries. Haley &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; isn&amp;rsquo;t good at boundaries. Limits, rules, restrictions- she&amp;rsquo;s made it pretty clear that she isn&amp;rsquo;t a huge fan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne knows this. She&amp;rsquo;s seen Haley land four feet out of bounds on floor, skid a yard down the mat after over-rotating a double pike and fly completely past the bar on a Shaposhnikova. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&amp;rsquo;s seen Haley give Vick more lip than everyone else in the gym combined and watched Haley sneak Poot and Frank into the dorm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&amp;rsquo;s all just fine, Joanne&amp;rsquo;s totally ok with Haley falling flat on her face or getting herself banned from competitions. What really gets to her is that Haley&amp;rsquo;s pretty good at getting &lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt; people to do things they shouldn&amp;rsquo;t. She got Vick back on that trampoline. She got the rest of the gym doing their hardest tricks in competition (Joanne was fine with that too until they started actually landing them and &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; wound up looking like a wimp and having to up her difficulty). She got Mena to start training in the old gym with her. And then she somehow got her to go from being a work out buddy to a make-out buddy and, like, Joanne knows there isn&amp;rsquo;t an &lt;em&gt;actual&lt;/em&gt; rule against that, but that doesn&amp;rsquo;t mean there &lt;em&gt;shouldn&amp;rsquo;t&lt;/em&gt; be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, Joanne likes rules, and even though she doesn&amp;rsquo;t really know the high school ones, she&amp;rsquo;s pretty sure this doesn&amp;rsquo;t fit them. Because this is &lt;em&gt;prom&lt;/em&gt; and she&amp;rsquo;s here with Poot. Which means that Haley probably shouldn&amp;rsquo;t be standing this close to her, or whispering words into her ear that Joanne&amp;rsquo;s brain can&amp;rsquo;t quite process because the hot breathe moving across her neck is majorly distracting. And Haley&amp;rsquo;s hands &lt;em&gt;definitely&lt;/em&gt; shouldn&amp;rsquo;t be drifting down toward the &amp;lsquo;bubble butt&amp;rsquo; she always teases Joanne about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really, Joanne only asked Haley to come to the bathroom with her because she saw all the other girls heading there in pairs. And Haley&amp;rsquo;s only even here to kill the rumor that Frank is gay (Joanne still says it wasn&amp;rsquo;t her fault that that one got spread). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Haley starts to pull her face away Joanne sees a look there that&amp;rsquo;s somewhere between smug and bored, and that just really pisses Joanne off. Before it occurs to her that flooring tricks here might be as messy as it is in the gym, she reaches forward to pull Haley back into a kiss. When Haley just laughs into it a bit and backs Joanne into one of the stalls, the only thing on Joanne&amp;rsquo;s mind is that this is even weirder than seeing Haley in a dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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