Through Fresh Eyes
Chapter One – The Bottom Of It All
Hey. Well, this story came to my mind while I was trying to sleep. (I have a sleeping disorder. The doctors aren't sure which (probably insomnia), but I don't need to sleep as much as regular people. I could go days without it.) It's kinda like Pretty Women. Even though I've never seen it, I do know the main character's a hooker. Hope you like it!
A/N: I don't know if 'The Bottom Of It All' is a song or not, but if not, someone should turn it into one. It sounds cool, doesn't it?
Disclaimer: I don't own Ste Up 2, but I do own the idea of turning Andie into a whore.
"Tori, I need you to take Benny. Just for today." Chase argued with his twenty six year old sister. "Sophie's coming home from her business trip."
The small, light brown skinned woman sighed. Chase was always passing Benny off to her. I mean, he was her brother, not her. Well, biologically at least. "Chase, I'm twenty six and have yet to find a boyfriend. I'm going to a bar tonight."
"Take her!"
"She's fifteen."
"Uh, hello! I'm in the room." The teenager with the long blonde hair exclaimed.
Chase sighed.
"Why can't she stay with you and Sophie?"
Chase pulled Tori to a corner in the large, white living room where he and his current wife Sophie lived. "Because… you know Sophie doesn't really like her."
"Yeah, move two feet away. I really can't hear you now."
"Benny," Chase warned.
"Look," The teen began, making her way over to her thirty year old brother and twenty six year old sister, "I'll be fine. Ryan is taking me to a fundraiser anyway."
Chase looked up at the clock. Midnight. "At twelve PM?"
"Yeah. That way, you can stay here and… 'hang out' with Sophie, and I'll be back before tomorrow. And, Tori can go to that bar."
Chase looked skeptical. He didn't like the idea of Benny being out with that boy. He was nineteen and had several tattoos, but Benny was smart. She had been all her life and she knew better than anyone else what was best for her. She was pretty damn good at taking care of herself, too. She had to be with their parents.
"I'm cool with that." Tori said, smiling as she picked her coat up from off the couch. She kissed Chase on the cheek, then Benny on the top of the head and exited the house.
"Ben, if you're going, I want you back before I go to work in the morning."
Benny nodded and left the house, just minutes after Tori had.
Benny and Tori lived together in the apartment next to Chase and Sophie's. Sophie didn't like him spending a lot of time with Tori, and she just didn't like Benny at all, so she made it her business that they didn't share a house, but Chase just couldn't be that far away from his sisters, so he had them move in next to him.
Benny and Chase moved to L.A. when Benny was nine and Chase was twenty four. Blake had fulfilled his dream and moved to London, meeting his lovely wife, Elena. Chase had just had it with his parents abusing his sister, and couldn't live there anymore. He was awarded custody of her, but asked Tori to sign the papers, too. She had only been twenty, but loved Ben just the same and was happy to take her and move with them.
Morea had stayed in Maryland. She had had her child, Laine, who was now seven and decided she wanted to raise her there. Every year for Laine's birthday, Chase, Benny, Tori and Sophie would go back to Maryland to visit. Chase, Benny and Tori would go for Christmas and other holidays, but Sophie wouldn't.
Chase and Sophie had married in L.A. Chase had seen her singing at a local studio and remembered her from his childhood. They had started dating and after just a few weeks, they tied the not. But, sometimes, Chase had wondered if he'd made a mistake. It was so long ago that he'd dated her; he was having trouble remembering why they broke up. There was something about her at MSA. She was a triple threat, but she acted like she could do everything. Or did she? Maybe—
"Chase, baby, I'm home." Sophie said, pulling open the door to their large mansion. Chase and Sophie were damn well near rich. Chase had quit dancing, and accepted at job working for a large corperation. Sophie was a news reporter. Sophie, Tori and Benny were the only people who knew Chase danced.
"Hey, Soph."
Sophie made her way over to Chase a kissed him softly on his cheek. She smiled at him warmly, then he smiled at her. Just as she was sitting on Chase's lap, the door opened.
"Sorry, Chase, just forg--" Benny stopped short when she saw Sophie sitting on Chase's lap. It was kind of gross, them being together. Especially since Chase said he'd never date her again after they broke up for the fifth time. She guessed, in the end, Sophie was right. She'd have Chase no matter what. "Oh, hi Sophie."
"Bennifer," Sophie began, pushing herself off the couch, "are you staying?" Sophie gave Benny a fake grin and the blonde had half a mind to say yes just to mess with her, but decided Chase would make her pay for it later and it wasn't worth it.
"No, I just came to get my jacket." Benny half smiled at Sophie once more then waved at her brother and left.
"Well, I'm glad she's gone." Sophie smiled, taking her place back on Chase's lap.
Chase stared up at her. What the hell was that supposed to mean? Glad his sister was gone? "What?"
Sophie saw Chase's offended look and tried not to roll her eyes. "Chase, I just meant—well, you know."
Chase could feel anger bubbling in his stomach. If she said one bad thing about his sister… "I know what?"
Sophie sighed. Chase was being difficult again. "I mean, she's—you know—weird."
Oh, that was it. Chase shot off the couch and knocked Sophie out of his lap. He made his way over to the door and grabbed his keys and jacket. Sophie had ruined his night. And he wasn't actually looking too forward to seeing her anyway.
"Chase, where are you going?" Sophie asked, pinching the bridge of her nose.
"Out." Chase pulled open the door, but before slamming it, he said, "Benny isn't weird. She's smart, and fun and talented. Just because she cares about people other than herself unlike you, doesn't mean she's weird." Chase slammed the door. It was all coming back to him now. Why he'd broken up with Sophie. She only cared about herself and her own feelings. And that was a problem for Chase.
Tori sat in the crowded, rank smelling bar for about ten minutes before she had to leave. One guy, who she was sure was a pedophile who thought she was sixteen, had been eyeing her since she got there and she was starting to get high off the fumes. She made her way for the exit when she was stopped by a guy who she slightly recognized. He grabbed her hand just as she was reaching for the doorknob. Her first instinct was to punch him in the face, but he was so cute and familiar, she wanted to give him a chance to explain himself.
"Tori?" He asked, squinting at her as if remembering something. "Tori Blane."
Weird. How did he know her name? "Yeah."
"It's me, Moose from MSA."
Tori did remember MSA. But, she didn't remember a Moose.
"Well, I don't expect you to remember me, but I remember you. You used to hang out with Chase Collins all the time…"
Tori nodded as he talked.
"Chase was the most popular guy in school…used to date Sophie Donavan…I always thought you were cute."
Whoa! Tori finally began listening. He thought she was cute, huh? Well, he wasn't so bad either. "Really? You think I'm cute?"
"Yeah, totally."
Tori smiled and the two sat in silence for a while.
"So, what happened to make you move here?"
"Well, it's a long story, actually…"
Chase drove a little off from his average street. He wasn't really thinking about where he was going. He was just so shocked he'd finally remembered why he'd left Sophie. She was so full of herself. He had to dump her. Wait, no. He couldn't. This wasn't just high school. They were married. He couldn't throw a marriage away… could he?
He hadn't realized he'd come to a stop until he noticed a young woman making her way over to him. She was beautiful. About 5'7, long legs, dark brown hair and muddy brown eyes. She had a cute, distinctive mole on her right cheek, too. She was wearing a short red dress that stopped in the middle of her thighs. It had straps that made an 'x' across her back and she was carrying what looked like a whip.
"Hey, baby," She began when she reached Chase's car. She had a deep, raspy voice that Chase had never heard before, and he thought it was so sexy. "You looking for a good time?"
Chase's eyes shot open and he refrained from laughing. He would never have guessed she was a hooker if she hadn't have said that. "Uh, well—I—you—I'm married."
The girl sighed and poked out her lip. Chase realized he really did want to sleep with her, and for a sudden moment, felt bad for Sophie. He realized he hadn't lusted for her like he lusted for this girl in a while. Maybe never.
"Well, I--" The girl's words were cut short when she started coughing. It was a loud, dry cough that sounded like that of a smoker.
"Are you alright?" Chase asked from the car.
The girl bent over so that her face was towards the ground. The coughs grew louder and Chase got out of his car. He made his way over to her and began to rub her back.
"HELP!" He screamed. The woman placed one hand on the ground to hold her up and Chase noticed her eyes begin to close. He screamed one more time, and with that, she was out.
Hey! Well, that was interesting. I just made this off the top of my head, so if you dont like it, I wont continue.
So, the ages are a little off to match the movie (not that I've seen the movie, haha). And, I know everyone likes Sophie, but in this story, I made her kinda the bad guy. Please dont be mad.
Yeah, Andie's a whore. I'mma work on that.
A/N: Dont forget to get Step Up 2 on DVD!
Thanks. And review!
Little Miss Naomi
