Hey babes! So this chapter didn't originally exist until today. I kind of thought about doing this, but didn't actually plan on it until I received a review from a very lovely person, asking if this particular thing would happen. So I made it happen. :)
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*July 5, 2014*
A NEW MAN FOR EVERYONES FAVORITE SINGER?
It's pretty much common knowledge that hit sensation, Skye, has been single for a while. A few years ago a rumor had surfaced, stating that Skye was involved with, Antoine Triplett, a bodyguard employed by Skye's record label SHIELD, but those rumors were quickly shut down. "Tripp and I are just really close friends. He's like a brother to me," the young starlet had said on the matter.
Skye's last known long term relationship, with an up and comer in the movie industry, Miles Lydon, had ended very badly for the singer. Since then, Skye has not been seen in any sort of romantic entanglement with any of the men in her life. Which is why a photo that surfaced on her Instagram page just last night has been raising questions, as well as a few theories, from the fans.
In this photo, credit of which is given to her best friend and well-known model, Jemma Simmons, Skye can be seen locking lips with an unknown man (See: photo to the right). There is nothing in this photo that can help to distinguish who this mystery man might be, though that is not stopping her fans from leaving comments all throughout the night, and well into the morning, trying to come up with answers as to who this man is. Some fans think that it might be her ex, Miles; that the two have decided to give it another try, despite the way things ended between them. Others figure that it might be Antoine, that the rumor was true, and they've just been very good at keeping it a secret. Others believe that it is a man who is not in the spotlight at all. Could this mystery man just be another regular person, and not someone in the industry?
Sound off in the comments below and let us know who you think Skye's new man is.
Letting out a big sigh, Skye falls back onto her pillow, thinking about the article she just read. Sometimes she wonders if being famous is really worth it. People are always trying to delve deeper into her personal life, so much so, that it gets very irritating, making her want to yell at them all to leave her alone and worry about their own lives. Though, there'd be no use trying to stop being famous at this point in her life, because everyone already knows who she is.
Skye lets out another sigh, reaching over to her nightstand to pick up her phone. Unlocking it, she goes to her contact list. She goes straight to her favorites, selecting Grant's name. She hits the call button, holds the phone up to her ear and waits for him to answer.
"Hello?" she hears his voice on the other end.
"Hey," she smiles into the phone, "What's up?"
"Not a whole lot. Sara's still asleep. I think she's worn out from the party last night."
"That's completely understandable," Skye replies. "When I was a kid I'd get so worn out from pretty much every SHIELD party that I attended. I hope she had a good time though."
"I'm sure she did," Grant assures her, "I think she really enjoyed the fact that other kids actually wanted to hang out with her. She doesn't really get that at school, so I'm sure she had a blast."
"I'm glad she enjoyed herself. It's too bad that no one at school wants to hang out with her. I can't even begin to imagine what that's like."
"So I take it that you were pretty popular in school," Grant states.
Skye shrugs, but then remembers that Grant can't actually see her, "I guess you could say that. I mean, I wasn't like, ultra popular, but I did have my fair share of friends. And I got invited to a lot of parties and things. Plus I did after school activities and things like that. Ooh! Maybe Sara could do a sport or something," Skye suggests, "that might help her make some friends."
"She actually takes dance classes throughout the year. She really enjoys it. I don't know what the friend situation is like there, but I think she gets along okay with the other kids there."
"It must be hard," Skye says to him, "Seeing her sad all the time from not having friends, but not being able to do anything about it."
Grant sighs, "It really is. I just wish there was something I could do."
"If it makes you feel any better, I think that she and Ace hit it off pretty well at the party last night. At least, that's what Bobbi told me. She was hanging out with all of the kids at the party, pretty much the entire time, and she told me that Ace and Sara were practically glued to the hip for part of the night."
"You know what, that does actually make me feel a bit better."
"I'm glad I could help," Skye smiles.
"So long as Ace doesn't try anything in the years to come, I think I'll be fine with the two of them being friends."
Skye rolls her eyes, "Relax, Grant. I can promise you that he won't try anything, ever. Mike has been raising him to be a gentleman around girls of any age. And to respect them all, no matter what."
"He sounds like an excellent father," Grant says.
"He really is. His wife died when Ace was just a baby, so he's had to raise him alone."
"It's great to hear of other dads who don't give up on their kids, even when things get rough."
"I thought you'd like hearing that." There's a brief pause, and Skye speaks again. "Hey, so, I have a question for you."
"Shoot." He tells her.
"Well, I was just wondering if you'd seen this article that just popped up earlier this morning? I'm thinking that you might not have, because I don't think you're the type of person to scour the internet for articles about me and my personal life."
"No I am not," Grant chuckles, "What was the article about that surfaced this morning?"
"Um…it's about you and me. And I don't mean that it's directly about you and me, because no one knows that we're together. But this website used the picture a picture that I reposted from Jemma's Instagram, of the two of kissing last night while fireworks went off, and then they wrote this little article, basically trying to theorize about who you could be."
"Oh. Okay."
"You don't have anything else to say about this?" Skye questions him, slightly worried.
"I didn't think there really was anything else to say. You had to have known that something like this was going to happen eventually, right? If Jemma didn't post that picture last night, it just might have been a little bit longer before people started noticing us hanging out together a lot more."
"You are taking this really well."
"Do you want me to start freaking out about it?" He asks her. "Because I can do that if you really want me to."
Skye laughs quietly, "No, you don't need to start freaking out."
"That's good. Because I don't think there's a real reason to freak out."
"Okay. So you aren't going to freak out when I suggest that I post a picture of the two of us last night, on my Instagram? That way this whole theorizing thing can stop. Because I really don't know how much more I can take of people commenting on whom I'm dating. Some of the suggestions are ridiculous."
"It's fine, Skye. I don't mind you posting pictures of us. It just lets the world know that you are, in fact, in a relationship. And a happy one, I might add."
Skye smiles, "Yes. I am very happy with this relationship. It's different than any of my previous ones, but I'm okay with that. Sometimes it's okay for things to be different, to shake things up a little bit."
"Then it's settled. You are going to post a picture of the two of us, letting everyone out there know that you are in a happy, and committed relationship. And I am going to change my Facebook status to single, now that I think about it."
"You haven't done that yet?"
"No. Have you? Because I distinctly remember us agreeing that we'd keep this all low-key, for a little while. But if you're posting a picture of us, I'm changing my relationship status. As soon as I figure out how to do that."
Skye giggles, "You're not too good with technology, are you?"
"I have my limitations."
"Okay. Well, I'm going to go now, so I can post that picture, and I have a few things that I need to get done. But I'll talk to you later, yeah?"
"Of course. Bye."
"Bye."
Ending the call, Skye pulls the phone away from her ear and goes directly to her Instagram app. When it opens, she spends a minute scrolling through her feed, liking the occasional photograph. Once done, she hits the new photo button, and goes to her camera roll, finding a picture from the previous night to post. She scrolls through her pictures, looking for just the right photo to use.
After less than a minute of looking, she finds the perfect photo. It's a shot of the two of them together, from the waist up, taken by someone at the party. Grant's arm is wrapped around Skye's waist, holding her close, and she has both of her arms wrapped around his middle. Skye is looking directly at the camera, a huge, slightly-cheesy smile on her face, while Grant's gaze is directed down at her, a look of pure affection written across his face.
Smiling at the photo, she selects it, and then taps in the caption box once it appears. For those of you who were curious. :) Hitting the 'share to twitter' button, as well as the 'share to facebook' button, she then hits the larger green share button, waiting as the picture loads itself to Instagram.
After a moment, she refreshes her feed, and then decides to look at the comments on her latest picture. She can't help but smile as she reads them.
"I knew it wasn't Miles! The entire time they were together I knew they weren't right for each other. This new guy looks promising, just look at his face! He's totally into her!"
"He's so cute!"
"Good job, Skye! Way to land a hot one!"
"You guys are adorable together!"
"Cute!"
"He's so handsome!"
"Aww! So happy for you, Skye! I love you! Way to go!"
"I don't recognize this guy; he must not be in the industry. But that's okay, cause he's pretty cute, and you guys look great together."
"Congrats on the new relationship! You both look really happy together, hope it lasts for quite a while. :)"
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