For the prompt "the many uses of duct tape" from potatoe on sweet revolutions

Femslash

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I hold the roll of duct tape down with one hand and pull at the starting end of the tape with the other. It comes apart with a horrible noise and I cut it free from its base and replace the scissors in my back pocket. I quickly roll it into a loop, a 'donut' as Mrs. Hammond calls them but she's fat and refers to everything as some type of food or another. As I think this I glance disdainfully at the teacher whose ordering us around. Dance committee sucks. Why'd I join again?

Oh yeah.

Fortuna Destini. Stupid name, hot girl. She goes by Lucky which I think is just adorable. She has short blonde hair but it's short in the girly kind of way, with bangs swept to the side. She usually wears hair bands or clips but she doesn't have any on today. My hair's actually about the same length but mines dyed a blue-black and is always spiked so it looks a lot less girly than hers.

She's unbelievably cute and I've had a crush on her since last year. Unfortunately, I didn't get any classes with her this year so I decided to join the dance committee as soon as I found out she was on it. Lame I know but screw you she's cute.

I go back to James who is holding up the poster I'm retrieving tape for and has apparently decided that I care about all the different things he's done with duct tape.

"And one time, I was sleeping over at my bud Jeremy's house and there was this guy there, Lewis maybe, I forgot his name, but he went to sleep, Jacob was it? But he went to sleep before anyone else so we duct taped him to the floor. Although that isn't as funny as this one time-"

James was interrupted by one of Mrs. Hammond's annoying impromptu pep talks. "Alright Cupcakes. Wonderful job! Just wonderful! As wonderful that first bite of cheese cake when you feel like you in absolute heaven then you swallow and that wonderful feeling is gone until you realize that you have a whole rest of a slice to eat. Then you finish that slice and the ecstasy is over again until you realize that you have a whole CAKE still left to eat." She looks around the room, "Oh, dear, I've forgotten what I was talking about."

"Maybe if we tape her mouth shut she'll shut up and lose some weight." I mumble to myself.

"Greatest diet idea ever." My friend Melanie whispers to me as she passes by with a box full of streamers.

"Need some more tape over here." Some girl whose name I've forgotten yells to me. I walk over to her pulling another piece free but it comes loose faster than I expect making my arm fly back and causing me to accidentally elbow Mrs. Hammond in the face. "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry." I say backing up as her hand flies to her bloody nose. Some people run up to see if she okay and I step on someone's foot as I back up. They jump back causing me to fall. The roll of duct tape with one loose end flies up into the sky and lands, sticky side down, on the head of Lucky.

"Sorry," I call reaching out to grab the roll but I take a hold of it the same time she pulls back. There's a ripping noise and everyone freezes. I'm staring wide-eyed at the girl of my dreams the roll of duct tape/murder weapon in one hand. She's staring right back at me with the same horrified look except with tears of pain, the side of her head from the cheekbone up, completely red and hairless.

"I-" but before I can apologize she takes off running in the other direction. Oh shit.

The whole club is glaring at me and Mrs. Hammond finally says, "You're off the team."

Great, duct tape got me kicked off the dance committee.

"Get out now and I won't file a report of assault." Mrs. Hammond told me. I grab my shoulder bag with my free hand and not knowing what else to do and wanting to apologize I chase after Lucky hoping I can find her.

From behind I hear someone yell, "She's taking the duct tape with her! You think she's going to make a voodoo doll from the hair?" the rest of the group laughs.

Okay, now duct tape has given me a reputation of witchcraft. I hope they don't burn me at the stake. They don't do things like that anymore do they? I never really paid attention in history.

I duck into the nearest bathroom hoping Lucky is in there and am relieved to see her blonde head. She's standing in front of one of the mirrors crying and my relief turned into panic. What am I supposed to say to her?

I walk up slowly and she turns at the sound of my footsteps. She looks at me and recognizes me immediately. Oh, god. I'm probably the last person she wants to see right now. But she doesn't seem mad.

"Oh, hey, Cameron." She says neither surprised nor upset to see me. I'm shocked she even knows my name.

"Cammie." I correct automatically. "You okay?"

She nods and I notice that not only did I tear off a whole strip of her hair along the side of her hear, I also entirely got rid of half her eyebrow. I realize that I'm still holding the duct tape and drop it along with my shoulder bag.

"It still stings a little but I'm okay now."

"Hey, now that it's already started, you should totally shave the rest and get a Mohawk." I say trying to lighten the mood.

She laughs, "You think so? Maybe I will."

Wow, I did not expect that response, "Really?"

"Well, I've been needing a new look anyway and maybe having a Mohawk will finally get those boys to take the hint."

"You mean…"

"It sucks getting hit on by guys when you're a lesbian you know?"

And all this time I thought she was straight. I hold up my wrist to show her my rainbow armband, "I wouldn't know, guys get the hint with me pretty quickly."

She smiles and I can't believe how cute she is even with half an eyebrow and a badly shaven head. She seems to notice I'm looking at it and brings her hand up to touch it, "I know, I can fix the hair but there's not much I can do about the eyebrow…except draw it back on I guess…"

I walk up to her and trace my thumb over her and soon as she drops her hand, "I think it's cute. Gives you character. Y'know it's kind of quirky."

She laughs.

"Does it still hurt?"

She nods childishly, "Kiss it make it better?"

I cannot believe she just asked me to do that. It's an opportunity I'd be stupid to pass up. I lean forward and plant a little kiss on her brow then just for fun open my mouth and suck it gently.

"Ew," She says laughing and pushing me away, "I can't believe you just did that."

I laugh too, glad I didn't freak her out or anything. I don't know why I do things without thinking first.

"Where'd you get these any way?" She asked playing with the gay pride buttons on my jacket.

"There's a couple of place at the mall you can get gay pride stuff. Of course you can always get it online."

"Well," She said dropping my jacket and looking up at me, "You'll just have to take me shopping some time."

She clearly meant that as a date proposition and I'm almost too shocked to answer her for a moment, "How about tomorrow after school?"

"We have dance committee again."

"Oh yeah. Well, you do. I was kicked off. How about Thursday?"

"Mrs. Hammond kicked you off?"

I nod, "I did elbow her in the face after all."

Lucky laughs, "She deserved it. Well, I'll just skip it then, let's go tomorrow."

I grin thrilled, "okay."

Duct tape got me the girl of my dreams.

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Sorry if it sucks. I didn't go back and re-read it after I wrote it. So it's probably all typo filled. I totally wanted to end this with 'duct tape got me LAID!' but I couldn't seem to fit it in. oh well. Hope you enjoyed it anyway.