DISCLAIMER/AUTHOR'S NOTE: I do not own Degrassi or any of the characters from the show. The original ideas in this fanfiction, however, all cropped up in my own brain, based off of the Degrassi Takes Manhattan movie. This will be a collection of short stories from Declan and Holly J's summer in New York. A mixture of little moments, romantic tales, and some peppy banter. 3 I hope you all enjoy! P.S. I love feedback! This introduction chapter is short, but I just wanted to get the basic idea across. :)
Although Fiona stole Holly J's first chance to see the opera, Declan had no problem securing new tickets for a second showing. The Coynes had season tickets to The Met, after all. To make it up to his true love even more, he had his mother's stylist take her shopping just for the event. She accepted graciously and it couldn't have made him any happier – he did love spoiling her. Spoiling her to pieces. Hell, he had the means to, so why not? His family never had to worry about money, they made damn plenty of it. And what was his was hers. This was THEIR summer, and they were going to live it up in style.
Wilma helped Holly J to pick out a formal gown for the fancy night. While there was no set dress code for the opera, everyone who was anyone would make it a black tie affair. Tuxedos for men, evening gowns for women. Holly J wore a purple floor-length dress (altered just to fit her short, 5'1" height) that accented the color of her light red locks which were curled and pinned back meticulously for the occasion by one of the city's best hairdressers. She wasn't used to this royal treatment and it would always feel weird to her. Weird or not, living the high life was fun.
"How much?" Holly J asked, just out of habit.
"No worries, Miss Sinclair. Close your clutch. Mister Coyne took care of it for you. Have fun tonight!" Reynaldo the hairdresser said back to her. She smiled in response and thanked the man then walked out of the salon, fully dressed and ready for the evening. The plan was to hail a taxi back to the penthouse to meet with Declan before the event. But to her own surprise, there was a white limo waiting outside. Her prince leaning against it with a smile on his face. Immediately her face lit up, her high heels picking up the pace just to kiss him. What a combination it was to be young, in love, and in the city – and they had it all to themselves.