Rating: PG-13
Summary: Sydney and Vaughn are both 19 and freshman at San Francisco State University. They've been best friends since they were little but suddenly Sydney is now having feelings for Vaughn. Sydney is an English major while Vaughn is majoring in Political Science. Syd lives with Francie in an apartment and Vaughn lives with Weiss not too far from Syd's place. The story picks up in the beginning of April. Most of this will probably be in Syd's POV. I haven't decided yet if I will do Vaughn's POV.
Timeline: AU
Author's Notes: I don't know why Syd and Vaughn go to SF State, I just randomly picked it. I was watching an episode of Laguna Beach and Stephen was going to SF State so I decided to pick that school. Besides, it's the only school I know in the area other than Cal.
Disclaimer: None of the Alias characters belong to me. They belong to JJ and Bad Robot. Although, I wish Michael Vaughn belonged to me. :)
Chapter 1.
It happened. The one thing that I feared most in this whole world hit me. I knew it was going to happen to me sometime, I just didn't think it would happen to me like this, at the age of 19, when I'm away at college for my first year. I think I'm in love. No wait, I don't think I'm in love, I'm in denial about it. Love isn't supposed to exist. Everyone and everything has let me down in my life. I lost my mother when I was 9 years old in a car accident and it nearly ripped my heart out of my chest. When I was 16, my boyfriend Danny who I absolutely adored, moved away to New York and I never spoke to him again. My father, who says he loves me, is never there for me. He's always gone on business trips and won't return for days. It was bad enough growing up without a mother. I had to grow up without a father too. That's why I'm skeptical about love because it has always let me down.
All of that is now going to change because I have that stupid tingly feeling around him and his face is never far off from my mind. All I wanna do is just be with him and smell his cologne on his neck. Feel his arms around me and kissing the top of my head. Him. Michael C. Vaughn.
Vaughn is my best friend and we grew up together in LA. He was always there for me when we were kids. When my mother died he comforted me because he knew what it was like to lose a parent. He lost his father when he was 6 years old. I never used to have feelings for him. It just happened. We both decided to go to San Francisco State after high school because we felt it wasn't too far away from home. I moved into an apartment with this girl I met named Francie and Vaughn moved into an apartment 5 minutes away from me with this guy Weiss. Francie and Weiss were both incoming freshman. They both had ads in the paper looking for roommates and Vaughn and I jumped on the opportunity right away. The thought of the dorms freaked us out. The first semester of school was great. I studied hard and got good grades. Vaughn and I hung out almost everyday and we had so much fun doing touristy things around the city. It all started last night when we were out getting pizza after going to the movies.
FLASHBACK-
"Man, I kinda miss LA and the nice weather. San Francisco is a little too foggy and too cold for me." Vaughn said as he chewed on his third slice of pizza.
"I know. I miss it too. But at least we get to go through being away from home together." It was true. I wouldn't know what I would do without my best friend.
"Oh, Syd. I forgot to ask you. I have an extra ticket to the Giants game Tuesday night because Weiss bailed on me. Apparently he's failing Phil 10 and is getting tutored that night. Do you wanna go? I know you think baseball is boring." 'Wow, Vaughn has nice teeth.' I said to myself. I continued to further examine him. He had one of those really strong jaws and an adorable chin dimple. His green eyes looked amazing next to his green hooded sweatshirt. His blonde hair was perfectly disheveled. "Why are you staring at me?" Vaughn questioned as he caught me in a daze. I grabbed my purse and put on my jacket while Vaughn went up to the register to pay. He never let me pay for food. He was always such a gentleman. As we were walking out of the restaurant I felt him put his hand on my back and it sent a shock up my spine.
'What is wrong with me? It's only Vaughn. My Vaughn. Hmm, my Vaughn. I kinda like that.' I shook my head. My mind is trying to play tricks on me.
The whole ride back to my apartment I sat stiff in the passenger's seat. I suddenly didn't know how to act anymore. I glanced over to watch Vaughn driving a couple of times and every time I turned back I kept thinking to myself how hot he is. He is the perfect guy. Why didn't I notice this before? He's extremely sweet, smart, considerate, and oh so hot.
"I'll walk you to your door." He said as he jolted me from my thoughts. I didn't even notice the car stop.
As we were walking to my apartment complex I felt him put his hand on my back again. I could feel the warmth of his hand through my jacket and it felt great.
"Thanks for the ride and dinner Vaughn." I said while rummaging through my purse for my keys. Reviews appreciated :) Tell me how you like it. I know it's a little short, but I just wanted to give an introduction. The next chapter will be posted shortly.
"I don't think it's boring, I just think it's slow." I answered.
"Slow is boring to you Bristow."
"Well, ok. Besides, baseball guys are hot."
"It's a date then." Vaughn flashed me a smile and then turned to watch the baseball game playing on the TV. It was then I noticed how white and straight his teeth were.
'Woah, woah. What am I saying? Am I checking out Vaughn? I can't be checking out Vaughn! He's my best friend. My really really hot best friend. I gotta get these thoughts out of my head.'
"What? Oh. I wasn't staring at you. I was just thinking." I put my head down cause I knew my face was turning bright red.
"It's getting late. Are you ready to head back?" He asked me.
"Yeah sure, we should get going."
"No problem. I'll call you tomorrow." He kissed my cheek and turned to walk away. When he was finally out of sight I let the breath out that I didn't know I was holding.