A/N: This update is dedicated theDaydreamer221. A BIG SHOUT OUT AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO you, Daydreamer221, [a happy reader and reviewer] who requested this chapter as their birthday present, so I couldn't refuse! Hope you enjoy your birthday present from me to you! =D

Chapter two will be in JP's POV.

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING

Summary: Mary and Joey lived completely different lives, so they broke up. Years later Joey is back at her door step, rehashing the love they still have for each other. How can they reunite, when life has only gotten more complicated? Will they fall back into their old patterns or will someone give a little bit more, sacrificing the one true thing they love more than the other?

Such Impossibilities

Chapter Two

Joey POV

I woke the next morning really excited about what was to come. For the first time in three years I actually felt relaxed and exuberant, and it was all because of Mary Santiago. She made me feel like a complete man again, and I knew this time around I wasn't going to let her go.

I had surveyed the apartment, and couldn't hear a sound, frowning when I realised that Mary must have gone out really early. I made my way to her kitchen, and saw a note written in her beautiful cursives:

Joey,

Had to go into work today. Make yourself at home; DVDs next to the TV, fridge is heavily stocked with food, shower is nice if you feel like one and there are some old clothes in the closet in the spare room that belongs to you in a black bag.

See you soon,

Mary.

I pumped my left arm, feeling such total glee when I read that she had kept all the clothes that I had left behind all those years ago.

That has to mean something right? I did have a chance with her!

I had a quick shower, put my old clothes on, and had actually found my favourite shirt that I had been so peeved about losing, and all this time she had had it, and probably knowing it was my favourite too!

Walking into the kitchen I made myself a club sandwich, and opened up my favourite drink that could only be bought in a specific shop down town, which totally surprised me. I had forgotten all about this drink until now. Savouring the taste and it hit the exact spot for me.

Putting my plate down I surveyed her abundance collection of DVDs and saw a couple of our home made video and decided to put it in.

It was the one of our last Christmas together when everything had turned to the worse, but it had also been the best memories I have ever had with her too. I realised that tears were coming down my face, and wiped them away gently, realising even more how much I really wanted my Mary back.

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I found myself in a cab on my way to Manhattan Academy of Performing Arts. I knew that is where Mary was training to become a teacher, and seeing her in action would be incredible experience to watch I thought to myself.

I remembered when she had toured with me when she had been on holidays from MAoPA, and she had been so incredible to watch, and I always felt so sad when she would leave me to go back to school.

Now here she was, teaching her own students what she loved to do best.

I walked up the grand staircase to the archway of the academy, reading the board which indicated which classes were being taught in which rooms. I was glad for the efficiency of the school, and I walked up another set of stairs and saw the number that had been indicated Mary would be housed in.

I watched as Mary taught her students. I was so proud to watch her in her element; she was a really great teacher and an even better dancer.

"Can I help you there, Sir?" A middle aged woman asked me politely but quiet sternly as well. She pulled off the almighty pretty well.

"Oh… ah… I was just watching Mary Santiago teaching. I heard that she is an incredible teacher and wanted to see for myself" I told her as honestly as I could.

Recognition fell through her eyes as she looked me up and down, a smile forming on her lips; I was assuming that ideas were forming in her mind about me. Good or bad I knew I would be finding out pretty soon.

"AH, Mister Joey Parker?" she questioned me, a smile brightening on her face.

"Yes that's me, guilty as can be" I rhymed pathetically, and it made her laugh a little at my attics.

"I am Joslyn Mackenzie, the principle at this school. Would you mind walking with me? I have a proposition that I hope you will accept" she asked me, and began to walk, not really waiting for my answer, so all I could do was follow her.

"Sure" I smiled at her and walked in step with her.

"So I have heard through the grapevine that you have decided to take a break for a while" she goaded me to speak and confirm what she was saying to me.

"Yes that's correct. I announced it on my last night on tour at the Gardens two days ago" I concurred with her, and she nodded her head and began to speak once again.

"Like I said before; I have a proposition to take up with you" she continued, and I almost laughed at the thoughts going through my mind when she had said those words.

"No offence, but I don't go for married woman" I joked with the older woman, which she actually cackled loudly with laughter at.

"Indeed Mister Parker. I was wondering if you would like to help a teacher of mine out with such a big load. She is going to be in charge of this years end of productions, for our dancers here, and I would love it, if you would join our academy and help us make this the best year yet"

I turned to looked at her, not sure if she was actually asking me to work with one of the teacher at this prestige's school. I was floored.

"Don't look shocked Mister Parker. I was indeed at your closing performance at the Gardens, and the idea of helping us did cross my mind, but I didn't actually make it a reality to ask you, until I saw who you were just now" she said to me with such honesty in her voice.

"Well I would be honoured to Mrs Mackenzie" I told her, and she nodded her head at me, very happy that I had accepted her offer.

"I am very delighted to hear this Mister Parker, now please follow me as I lead you to Miss Mary's classroom. I bet she will just be thrilled to be working with such a famous person at that. And I'm sure the students will be flailing at her your heels as well" she said with such amusement, that I tried to hide my grin from forming that it was my Mary I would be working with.

Boy I HOPE so! I really wanted to spend time with Mary any which way I could.