Through Fresh Eyes

Chapter Two – For Me

Hey, lovelies! This is chapter two of Through Fresh Eyes, and this means I have three stories to juggle. Not to mention others from fiction press oh, and I'm working on a book. Wait, no, two. Damn it! But I can… try to do it. Anyway, this'll probably be pretty short since I have no idea where I'm going with it. Fifteen chapters, maybe. Okay, cool.

So, I was just talking about how I got my ass kicked at pool. That game was rigged, though. I can prove it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Step Up 2, but I own Tori, Benny, Morea, Laine and Elena.

"Oh, my god!" Chase yelled as the girl lay on the cold, cement ground, motionless. For a few minutes, he was actually thinking about leaving her. Lugging a hooker around in his car was not a good career choice. If one of his colleagues saw him and told his wife… but, he couldn't just leave her. What if she was dead? He'd have to take her… well, he didn't know where.

Chase pulled the girl up by her arms until he was holding her up like a toddler. He made his way over to his car and dropped her in the back seat. He slid her until she was on the ground; he couldn't risk anyone seeing her. He drove for about twenty minutes until he got to where he was going. He hurried up to the third floor, girl in hand. He took out his keys and pushed open the door. When he was inside, he lowered her gently to the floor and took out his phone.

"Hello?"

"Tori, I need you to get here now." He said as calmly as possible.

"What? Where are you?"

"I'm at your house. I'm with someone and I think she's sick."

Tori raised an eyebrow. "She?"

Chase sighed loudly into the phone, so Tori could here it. "Just get here, now. And bring Ben." Chase hung up and looked down at the hooker girl. She wasn't moving.

"Sorry, Moose, I gotta go." Tori said, interrupting something the boy was saying about lighting design. "That was Chase."

Moose nodded and kissed her goodbye.

Tori blushed and waved as she made her way to the door. She pushed it open and headed to her car. She didn't know where Benny was, so she pulled out her cell phone and dialed the teen's number.

"Tori?"

"Ben, where are you? I'm coming to get you."

"Why? I'm with Ryan. Come get me later."

Tori sighed. Benny was being difficult again. "Chase needs our help. Now, what's more important? Your brother or some boy?"

Benny paused for a moment, deciding between the two.

"BENNY!"

"Okay! I'm at Ryan's house."

"I thought you were at a fundraiser?"

Benny now sighed. "Ask questions later. Just come get me."

Tori and Benny said their goodbyes and Tori drove as fast as her slow, very small car would take her. She was planning on getting a new one, but had put it off for a while.

When she got to Ryan's house, she called Benny on her cell phone and told her to come down the stairs. She didn't want to go up to Ryan's house. He was greasy and not really cute. She'd wondered what Benny saw in him. He was—

"Hey, Tori." Benny said, climbing into the passenger's seat. She turned the stereo to the first rock station she found. "So, what does Chase want?"

"I don't know. There's this sick girl at our house, he doesn't know what to do."

"Girl?"

"Yeah, that's what I said."

"Who is she?" Benny asked, changing the station again when a song she didn't like began to play.

"I don't know. But, I guess we're about to find out." Tori pulled up to the front of their apartment building and climbed out. After Benny was out, she locked the doors and started toward the building. Benny walked close behind her. They travel up to the third floor and Tori pulled out the keys. When they entered, they found Chase standing over a sleeping, hopefully, girl on the ground.

"Who is she?" Tori asked, making her way over to the girl. She knelt down beside her and brushed some hair out of her face.

"I don't know. I was just sitting in my car when she came up to me and asked me if I was looking for a good time."

Tori's eyes widened while Benny giggled.

"She's a hooker?" The little blonde asked.

Chase glared at his sister for a moment, then turned his attention back to Andie.

"What happened to her?"

"I don't know. She just started coughing, then passed out."

Tori's eyebrows rose. "And you didn't take her to the hospital."

"Victoria, I can't just show up at the hospital with a hooker. What would people think?"

"She's a prostitute, so she deserves to die?" Benny asked sarcastically.

"That's enough, Benny." Chase warned.

He propped the hooker up against the couch. "Ben, go get some water."

Benny did as told and came back with a half full glass of water. Chase brought the water up to her lips, but she didn't drink. "She won't drink it."

"Duh," Tori insulted, "she's unconscious. You've gotta give her mouth-to-mouth."

"I can't do that! I'm married; you do it."

"You're the one who killed her, Chase."

Chase rolled his eyes. "She's not dead, and I didn't do anything to her. She just started to cough and--"

"Oh, yeah, she just started coughing and passed out outta no where, 'cause that happens all the time."

"What the hell--"

"Cut it out!" Benny shouted. She pushed past her brother and sister until she was in front of the hooker. She pressed her lips to the woman's and breathed in five times. After she was finished, she pressed both hands hard against the woman's chest five times more, then back to the lips. She did this once more before the hooker shot up and began coughing repeatedly.

"Oh, god, where am I?"

"She's up!" Chase said excitedly, ignoring the girl's questions.

"What happened?"

"You started coughing, then passed out." Benny informed. "So, how did that happen?"

Tori's face scrunched up. "What if she has a disease?"

Tori, Benny and Chase took a step away from her, then Benny wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

The girl scowled at Tori. "I don't have a disease."

"Yeah," Benny began, "says the hooker."

The girl sighed and pushed herself off the ground. "I'm outta here."

"Wait!" Chase shouted. "You can't leave. I can't risk someone seeing you leave my house."

The girl ignored him and made her way over to the door, but he stopped her before she could leave.

"Please. I know it's weird and you just wanna go home, but I have a reputation to uphold. Just stay here 'til it's safe, please."

She looked at him for a moment before sighing and making her way over to the couch.

"So, what's you're name?" Benny asked, sitting next to her on the couch.

"Andie. Andie west; how 'bout you?"

"Benny Collins. That's my brother Chase and my sister, Tori."

"She's your sister? She doesn't look like--"

"Not biologically, but she's known Chase since daycare and taken care of me since I was a baby, so…" Benny trailed off.

Andie nodded in understanding. Then it was silent for a moment.

"So, why are you a hooker?"

"BENNY!" Both Chase and Tori shouted at the same time.

"It's okay," Andie said, smiling embarrassed, "when I was young, my mom died. I used to dance, but my guardian Sarah said that if I didn't stop, she would send me to Texas. I didn't want to get sent, so I had to come up with some money so I could run away. I tried babysitting, mowing lawns, walking dogs. I wasn't good at any of them. Then, one day some guy told me he'd give me five hundred dollars to sleep with him. I didn't think I was worth so much. After I did and got the money, I started hooking regularly. Eventually it became my career. I moved to L.A. and now, here I am. I haven't danced since then."

Chase's heart broke just a little. He remembered such a tragedy that stopped him from dancing. The night his brother left, Mr. Collins had beaten Benny so hard, she ended up in the hospital. That was the day he knew he couldn't let her live there anymore. He moved the both of them to L.A. after spending two weeks with Tori and Morea. "I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault." Andie assured, pushing herself off the couch. "You got a bathroom?"

Tori nodded and pointed in the direction of the bathroom. They sat in a not-so-comfortable silence before Chase heard a knocking on the door.

"I'll get it," Tori said. She made her way over to the door and pushed it open. "Sophie?"

"Where's Chase?"

"Uh, what are you doing here?"

"Where is Chase?" Sophie asked again, talking slow this time.

Tori didn't say anything, but stepped out of the way so Sophie could enter. She saw him sitting on the couch, cradling Benny, who was still thinking about Andie.

"Chase, what are you doing here."

Oh, shit. This was not good. If Sophie was here, she might see—

"Chase," Sophie said, pointing up toward the bathroom. "Who is she?"

Ooh, Sophie's pissed. Anyway, I'm all finished. I'm also working on Orchids and chewing on a straw. I like to chew straws even when they're not attached to a drink. It's just fun. You should try it. It's a Capri Sun straw.

A/N: Ooh, Benny was at Ryan's house!

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