A/N: I haven't written a fanfic in a while, so please be gentle. Hopefully you will at least appreciate this story (lol) because I plan on making it fairly long. I am kind of disappointed, because I noticed that most of the stories in the "Step Up" category are about the second movie. But I prefer the first, so that is my inspiration. Thank you kindly and please make sure to review.
Disclaimer: I don't own Step Up, but I love it with a passion.
Part One:
Unwritten
"Tyler!" Nora screamed automatically, crashing into the hardwood floor of the mirrored dance studio.
Tyler winced as she hit the ground, offering her his hand. "D…S…Jeez! Nora, I don't know why I can't get that right. Are you okay?"
Nora sighed, smoothing her skirt distractedly. "I'm fine, Tyler. But maybe we should change that into something a little bit less… challenging."
He nodded reluctantly. "I guess… Well, I don't want to hurt you." It was so true, but Tyler hated to sound like a wimp.
Nora hesitantly placed her hand on his muscular forearm. "I'm not worried about that. I'm worried about you. Are you sure you're all right?"
Tyler tensed defensively and then stopped himself, gently kissing her forehead. "I'm good. I guess it's just… well…" He wasn't sure if he wanted her to know about his family problems. They were the source of the awkward silence that always spread over the dinner conversations with the couple, and now they were the reason he couldn't complete the simplest of lifts.
"Camille?" she asked knowingly. Tyler shrugged. He hated feeling like he wasn't good enough to be accepted by Nora's family, but somehow that was always the effect it had on him. "Come on." She sat on the small workbench and motioned with her hand for him to join her.
Tyler sat. What was the point of refusing? It was going to happen sooner or later, and he really wasn't up for a fight. Besides, Nora always understood, all things considered.
"Now…" Nora paused, resting her head on his chest indefinitely. "What could be so bad as to make you, one of the best dancers in the entire school, totally… umm…"
"Suck?" Tyler finished. Bitter as it was, he knew that was what it had come to.
"Well, I was going to…" Tyler gazed down at her skeptically. "Yeah. So explain."
"It's just… You know that guy that Camille was crushing on?"
Nora nodded her head attentively. Tyler almost smiled. Suddenly he realized that Nora was the first girl that he actually allowed himself to fall in love with. Sure, she was attractive, but there were so many things that she had that none of his former girlfriends could have ever come close to. And she was a dancer. A thin, delicate, independent dancer…
"TYLER!" Nora practically yelled. "What were you trying to say?"
"Sorry," he snapped back to attention. "I was just going to say that he turned her down flat. And normally I would have just told Camille that he was stupid and it was his loss, but he kind of…" This was going to be the difficult part, of which Tyler was fully aware.
Nora locked eyes with him and stared him down affectionately. "Spit it out."
Tyler gritted his teeth. "He told her that she wasn't… good enough. You should have seen her, Nora. She was crushed. I've never actually seen her… cry."
"He made her cry?!" Nora was furious, and Tyler could have sworn he saw fire burning in her hazel eyes. "That little… How could you say something like that? Poor baby. She must have been so mad."
"That's the thing. She wasn't even frustrated. She couldn't even manage to throw a decent fit. She just moped around the house, like she knew what he said was true, but she didn't want to believe it." He sighed heavily and found himself looking down at the floor dismissively.
"Tyler, don't let that get to you. It doesn't mean anything. Money is just a distraction. That guy didn't deserve Camille anyway, because she's got more than he could ever hope for," Nora said quietly.
"What could she possibly have that he doesn't, Nora?" Tyler asked, suddenly rising and clenching his fists angrily.
"She has you," she answered in a small, but determined voice. "She has the most amazing big brother in the entire world, and he's always looking after her, whether she knows it or not."
Tyler looked back at her apologetically, wrapping her in his arms. "I love you, Nora," he whispered, kissing her fully on the lips. He'd said it many times before, but now it had taken on a new meaning. This time it meant that he was there for her, no matter what, and that nothing would ever be strong enough to change that.
"I love you too, Tyler." And there it was.
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C.J
