Title: Goodbye Means Nothing

Author: Kimmy

Rating: G-PG-13(to be safe)

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Summary: AU fic. What if Sydney and Vaughn were best friends in high school? What if something happened that tore them apart? What happens when they meet again? S/V(duh!)

Author's Note: My gosh! I was panicking there for a moment because I thought my Microsoft Works was broken and that would have been very bad. Anyways, I'm back! It's been so long, but I needed the break with school and finals and everything. Anyways, this first chapter is just a little explanation sort of. Most of the story will be in present Alias time with flashbacks that I'm sure you'll enjoy! Okay, that's it. Read and PLEASE REVIEW!!

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Goodbye Means Nothing

by

Kim Phan

Prologue

Sydney's POV

Sydney Bristow sat in class trying to pay attention. Spanish class was always boring though since she could learn the language so easily.

As she started to daydream, the classroom door opened. Naturally, everyone turned their heads to see who it was.

Standing at the door was a guy she had never seen before. Sydney figured he must be new to the school.

"Class, this is Michael Vaughn. He just moved here from France." As soon as Mrs. Mendoza was done talking, the class burst into conversation. Some were asking Michael questions and others were just talking amongst themselves.

"France? Really? Do you speak French?" That was Tracy, the head cheerleader.

"Of course, he does! Stop being such a blonde." Sydney laughed quietly at Ben's comment. Those two were always fighting.

"Gosh, he's so cute!" Chelsea whispered to Sydney.

Overhearing this, Brad replied, "He's not that great."

"How would you know? You're just a guy," Lauren piped in.

As Mrs. Mendoza was trying to calm everyone down, Sydney took a moment to study Michael.

He was tall for his age and was a little lean. His sandy blonde hair was spiked and he had the most beautiful pair of green eyes she had ever seen. From his stance, she could tell he was nervous. She couldn't blame him though. First day of school was always tough. There was something about his eyes though. Like there was a hint of sadness that was all too familiar to her. Sydney wondered then if Michael had lost someone he loved before.

"Alright class, settle down! Mr. Vaughn, why don't you go sit next to Miss Bristow over there and she can show you where we're at."

There was some whispered protests from the girls as Michael made his way to his seat. He gave Sydney a nervous smile as he sat down.

"Hey."

"Hi, I'm Sydney." She smiled warmly at him and offered her hand.

He shook it and it was almost like a spark ran through her whole body. Sydney was too distracted to notice that Michael was having the same reaction. Finally, she was able to pull herself from her thoughts.

"Do you have your book?" Michael rummaged through his backpack to come up empty-handed.

"Nope. I must have left it at home." He gave her a little smirk.

Sydney smiled. "Don't you know the Boy Scout motto? Always be prepared."

Michael laughed. "Guess I'm not much of a Boy Scout, huh?"

Sydney shook her head in a teasing way. "Do you want to share my book?"

Vaughn's POV

"Sure." Michael scooted his chair closer to Sydney so he could get a better look at the book.

As Mrs. Mendoza started talking once more, Michael got lost in his thoughts. He hated moving. Maybe it was because he had moved so many times before. The first time was to San Diego, then back to France, then to Washington D.C., and back to France again. It was like his mother couldn't decide where to live.

So when he walked into class, Michael wasn't expecting to like it. In fact, he was expecting to hate it. That all changed once he laid eyes on Sydney Bristow. It was like this magnetic force attracted him to her. There was just something about her. This glow almost that seemed to shine even brighter when she smiled. Boy, was he relieved when the teacher told him to sit next to Sydney. Maybe this school wasn't so bad after all. Maybe Michael would even make some friends.

Michael tried to tune back in to what Mrs. Mendoza was saying. All he heard was something about imperfect verbs though and he knew all that stuff already. Sighing, he gave up. Michael took a quick glance at Sydney and noticed her taking a glance at him too. She smiled shyly at him and he smiled back.

*lol. just had to stick the boy scout motto in there! :D