Hey babes! Thanks to everyone for being patient with the updating of this story. I was out of town for my brothers graduation from college. It was a lot of fun and now he's home with us while he figures out what's next. For those who might be wondering, he graduated with a Bachelor's Degree in Exercise Science with a Minor in Chemistry. I'm so happy for him and excited also.
Okay, a few quick review replies:
Guest: Thank yo. And that's okay. Not everyone has to like it. I personally think it's cool, but to each their own. :)
Melodie568: Haha. It definitely is. :) Awesome! Happy early birthday! I don't have any tattoos, and I'm never going to get one. But I do think they look really cool when done right. Tattoo artists are incredible people with the work they do. I'm always amazed and blown away by some of the things they can do. I told my brother you said congratulations. He said thanks. :)
And now, on to the story!
*January 11, 2015*
"Morning, Skye," Sara greets as she enters the kitchen, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, letting out a small yawn.
"Hey Sara," Skye smiles at the young girl, pouring some coffee into a cup, and then two different travel mugs. "Did you sleep well?" Sara nods her head, pulling herself up onto one of the stools at the kitchen counter; she sets her elbows on the countertop, resting her chin in her hands.
"I thought something felt different when I didn't wake up with you beside me this morning," Grant says as he makes his way down the hallway from the bedroom and into the kitchen. "Morning, bear," Grant greets his daughter, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.
"Hi, daddy," she smiles sleepily.
Walking into the kitchen, Grant wraps an arm around Skye's waist. Reaching around her with his other hand, he picks up his cup of coffee. "Thank you for the coffee," he presses a kiss to her cheek.
"You're welcome," she smiles, snapping a lid onto her travel mug and then the second travel mug.
"So," Grant says, leaning against the counter, "where are you off to this morning?" He takes a sip from his coffee.
"I have a meeting today with Nick, Natasha, and my parents. I don't know how long it'll be though; because I have no idea what it is they want to talk to me about."
"That's okay. Sara, Buddy, and I will hang out until you get back. Also, why do you have two travel mugs of coffee? Need an extra jolt this morning?" He smiles.
"No," she smiles, "one of these is for Jerry."
"Right," Grant nods his head.
"Okay," she says, picking up the two mugs, "I should get going now." She steps forward, giving Grant a quick kiss on the lips. She walks around the counter, pressing a kiss to the top of Sara's head. "I'll text you when I get there," she calls into the kitchen as she stands by the front door. She slips her shoes on, and then grabs her bag and her keys, sliding the bag onto her shoulder. Opening the door, she steps outside, "Bye!" she calls, and then shuts the door, making her way to her car.
Entering the lobby of the studio, Skye smiles as she greets the security guard sitting behind the front desk. "Morning Jerry!" She smiles at him.
"Good morning, Skye," he smiles back.
"This is for you," she holds the cup of coffee out to him. "It's probably cooled off a little by now, but it should still be pretty warm."
"Just the way I like it," Jerry smiles, taking a sip from the mug. He swallows the drink and then looks up at her, "Everyone is already waiting for you in Nick's office. Go on up."
"Thanks Jerry," she waves to him as she walks past the desk and towards the elevators. She presses the button to go up and waits for the door to open.
When the elevator doors open, she steps inside and presses the button for the top floor of the large building. The doors close and the elevator begins moving. Feeling her phone go off in her pocket, she pulls her phone out to see a text from Grant. Opening it up she finds a picture of him and Sara smiling into the camera, Buddy's face mashed between theirs. Loving and missing you already.
Smiling and shaking her head, she shoots them a quick reply, Love you guys too.
The elevator reaches the top floor and the doors open, revealing a few people standing on the other side. Slipping her phone back into her pocket, she steps out of the elevator, allowing the others to step on. As she makes her way to Nick's office, she greets a few of the people in the hallway taking a few quick moments to catch up with some of them.
"Skye?"
Turning around, she sees a young guy walking towards her, a small stack of papers in his hands.
"That's me," she replies. "I'm sorry if I don't remember you. Remind me of your name?"
"I'm Alex; we met at the store on New Year's Eve."
"Oh yeah," Skye smiles in recognition. "How are you?"
"I'm good," he smiles. "You?"
"Doing better. I'm getting my cast off this week, so that's exciting."
"That's great. Well, I came into the studio like you told me to do, told them you sent me here."
"And?" Skye prods.
"And they gave an internship. I'm getting college credit for it, so that's pretty cool."
"When did you start?"
"Beginning of the week. So far I've only been working with one of the booth engineers, but Mr. Fury said I'll get to try out all the different aspects here at the studio. Except for the actual singing part," he smiles.
Skye laughs quietly, "Yeah. So who's the engineer you're working with?"
"Matthew Carson."
"Ooh," Skye smiles. "He's a really great engineer, one of the best. Though I'd have to say I'm a bit partial to Clint Barton."
"I've heard of him," Alex says. "You've worked a lot with him, right?"
Skye nods her head, "Yep. He's pretty much the only engineer I've worked with, though I have branched out a couple of times. But I prefer working with Clint. It could be because he's like family, but I don't know."
"Well, I should probably let you go. You're probably here for a reason."
Skye shrugs, "Just a meeting with Nick, no big deal. What are you up to?"
"Just filling out some more paper work," Alex gestures to the small stack of papers in his hands.
"Sounds like fun," Skye says sarcastically. "I'll let you get back to your paperwork."
"Right. And I'll let you get to your meeting. They're probably waiting for you."
"Yes they probably are. Well it was nice seeing you again, and welcome to the family," she smiles at him as she turns and continues down the hallway to Nick's office.
When she finally reaches the office, she sees the door already open. She steps forward and knocks on the door frame, "Hey," she says to everyone in the room. "Sorry I'm late, I ran into a friend in the hallway."
"It's alright," Nick Fury greets her. "Come in and shut the door, please."
"Sure thing," Skye replies, stepping into the office and closing the door behind her. "So, what's up?" she asks, taking another sip from her coffee mug.
"Have a seat," Nick says, gesturing to one of the chairs across from his desk.
"I'm not in trouble, right?" Skye says, slowly lowering herself into the chair. "Because I promise you I haven't done anything to warrant me getting into any kind of trouble. I've actually been keeping a somewhat low profile in most aspects lately."
"That's what we want to talk to you about," her dad pipes up.
"What?"
Natasha sits up straighter in her chair and looks at Skye, "We want to schedule a tour for you. To put you back on the map and let people know you're still active in your career."
"But it's only been a few months since everything happened," Skye points out. "My fans understand that. And I put out that new song with Lance back during Christmas, so my fans know I'm still here, just dealing with things."
"We know that, Skye," Melinda says, "but we all still think it's a really good idea for you to do this tour."
"I know," Skye says. "And I have nothing against going on tour, I was just curious. I mean, I feel like I just went on tour not too long ago."
"That wasn't a tour," Natasha tells her. "It was just a few shows in the area."
"Yeah, I know. So, where are you guys thinking I go for this tour?"
"The United Kingdom," Natasha tells her. "You haven't been over there yet, and you do have a pretty big fan base out there. It's even starting to rival your fanbase here in the US. I've already been in contact with a few different venue owners over there, and they are happy to let you perform at their places."
"How long will the tour be?"
"We're thinking somewhere around three months," Natasha tells her. "We'll go all over the UK, playing shows in the larger cities. As well as a few meet-n-greets in some of the smaller towns. We're also thinking about doing a special promotion of sorts at each of yours shows. The first 50 people who buy a t-shirt will get to meet you after the show."
"I like that," Skye says with a nod of her head. "When are we going to start the tour?"
"We're thinking April," Natasha tells her. "I'm going to get in contact with some more venues and schedule shows with them. Once that is all taken care of, hopefully within the next few days, we'll release the tour information on your website."
"Okay," Skye says, taking a deep breath.
"Also," Natasha says, "we're thinking about having Lance join you on this tour."
"Really?" Skye furrows her brow. "What for?"
"We think you two make a really great duo," Nick speaks up.
"Plus, I don't believe he's done any major shows in the UK yet, either," Natasha adds. "Which is kind of weird, considering he was born and raised over there."
"Alright," Skye says, "I'll ask Lance if he wants to come with, but I'm sure he'll say yes."
"Great," Nick says. "Then I think that about covers it all."
"Okay then," Skye says, standing up from her chair. "Does this mean I can leave now?"
"Yes Skye," Melinda smiles at her daughter, "you can leave now. Be safe, okay? And text me when you get back to Grant's place."
"I will," Skye smiles at her mother. "Love you."
"Love you too."
"Bye guys," she waves to Nick, Natasha, and her parents, making her way out of the office and back down to the lobby to head back to Grant's house.
Walking in the front door the house, Skye toes her shoes off and then sends a quick text to her mom. Made it back safely. Love you. Hitting send, she shoves her phone into her back pocket, and sets her purse down on the small table next to her. Making her way through the house, she listens for any sign of Grant, Sara, or Buddy. Hearing a bit of noise coming from the family room, she opens the door and steps inside to see Grant and Sara sitting on the couch together, watching a movie. Buddy is curled up on the floor right against Grant's feet.
When he sees her, Buddy lifts his head up and immediately jumps up onto his feet, scurrying over to her. She smiles and bends down to pet the dogs' head, "Hi Buddy."
Standing up fully, she watches as Buddy goes back to his place on the floor, curling up next to Grant's feet again. "Hey guys," she smiles, walking over to the couch.
"Hey," Grant smiles at her, pausing the movie that had been playing on the screen. "How was your meeting?"
"It was good," Skye replies, taking a seat on the other side of Grant, immediately curling into his side. "Didn't take too long, thank goodness."
"What was it about?" Sara asks, picking Buddy up off of the floor and setting him in her lap where he curls up again happily.
"Well, starting in April, I am going to be touring in the UK for about three months."
"Really?" Sara asks.
"Yep," Skye nods her head. "They don't have all of the dates and venues set up yet, but Nat said hopefully within the next few days everything will be scheduled. And Lance is possibly going to join the tour, too. But I still have to ask him if he wants to join. Nick said something about the two of us being a great duo."
"So you're going to be gone for three months?" Grant asks for clarification.
Skye nods her head again, "Yeah."
"Can we come too?" Sara asks.
"As much as I would love for the both of you to come with me," Skye begins, "you still have school."
"I can bring some practice pages with me and do those," Sara suggests.
"For three months?" Skye raises an eyebrow.
"Well, um, I could come up with other stuff to do," Sara tries.
"Sorry kiddo," Skye smiles apologetically. "I think your dad will agree with me on this one. If the tour was in the summer I wouldn't hesitate in asking you guys to come with me, but unfortunately it's not. It's during the school year, so you need to stay here and go to school."
"Skye's right, bear," Grant agrees. "You need to go to school. But that doesn't mean we can't still talk to her on the phone or FaceTime with her."
"Exactly," Skye says. "I'll still talk to you guys whenever I get the chance to, but I'll be pretty busy performing and meeting fans. And then there is the time zone difference."
"But you'll still talk to us?" Sara asks.
"Absolutely," Skye smiles. "There's no way I'd be able to not talk to you guys. I love the both of you way too much, so it's going to be very difficult for me to be spending three months away from you."
"Then I guess we'll have to make the little bit of time we have left count," Grant says with a smile.
Skye smiles up at him, "That we will." She leans up and presses her lips to his. "But right now, let's finish this movie."
"Have you seen this one before, Skye?" Sara asks. "It's called My Big Fat Greek Wedding."
"You know what, I don't think I have."
"Well it's really funny," Sara tells her. "Dad, start it over, please. That way Skye isn't confused."
"And we wouldn't want that," Grant smiles, grabbing the remote control off of the arm of the couch. He holds it up to the DVD player sensor and starts the movie over. Settling back into the couch, wrapping one arm around Skye and the other around Sara, holding them close to his sides. He lets out a happy sigh and sits back, watching as the opening credits for the movie play out across the screen.
*January 17, 2015*
Pulling her phone out, Skye unlocks it and goes to her Twitter app. Once it loads, she taps on the New Tweet button, quickly typing a message to all of her fans. RealSkye: Got a special surprise for all my fans over in the UK. Stay tuned. :) Closing out of the app, she grabs her laptop, pulling it into her lap.
Opening up a new browser, she types in the address for her website and waits for the page to load. Once it does, she clicks on one of the tabs at the top titled, TOURS. The new page loads and Skye smiles at the list of tour dates and places on the screen in front of her.
"Hey Skye."
Looking up from her computer, Skye sees Sara entering the room with Buddy trailing behind her.
"Hey Sara," she smiles at the girl.
Sara moves and sits down next to Skye on the couch, "How's your arm?"
Skye lifts up her arm and rotates it a bit, "It's doing much better, a little sore, but much better. It's great to have that cast off, though."
"That's cool. So what are you doing?"
"I'm about to post the information for my tour on Twitter."
"Oh, cool. Are those the dates and places?" She points to Skye's computer screen.
Skye nods her head, "Yep. Everything is all set, and now I just have to post the information and allow people to buy their tickets."
"Okay," Sara settles herself back into the couch, leaning her head on Skye's shoulder contently.
Skye smiles at the gesture before turning back to her computer, highlighting the link to the webpage, and copying it. Opening up a new tab, she goes to Twitter and hits the New Tweet button. She pastes the address into the box and then types. RealSkye: Surprise to all my UK fans! Lancelot & I'll be coming to you starting in April! Get your tickets before they're gone! :) Hitting send, Skye waits for the message to be sent before tapping inside the Tweet box again. She types another message, Also, the first 50 people at each show who buys a shirt will get a free meet-n-greet with me afterwards. Make sure you're first! :)
She hits send and then closes out of the Twitter tab and then her website. Her phone beeps a second later, alerting her to a new tweet from someone she follows closely. Glancing down at it, she smiles at the tweet.
Lancelot: UK! I'm joining RealSkye on tour this spring. It's going to be awesome! Get your tickets now!
Sliding her thumb across the screen and unlocking her phone, it immediately takes her to that specific tweet. She hits the reply button and types in a response. RealSkye: Lancelot This tour is going to be so awesome! Can't wait! She hits send, and then less than a minute later, she gets a response from Lance.
Lancelot: RealSkye Oh you know it, sweetheart. We're gonna take over the UK. :)
RealSkye: Lancelot you better believe it! The UK won't be able to handle us! :)
Closing out of twitter, Skye locks her phone again, setting it down beside her.
"Are you excited for your tour?" Sara asks her after a minute.
"Of course I am," Skye replies. "I've never been to the UK before, so I'm really excited about going. But also, I can't wait to meet as many of my fans as I can while I'm there."
"I'm sure you're going to have a lot of fun while you're there. I've never been there before either, but Uncle Fitz says it's really nice."
"Well I guess I'll have to take pictures of all the really cool places for you."
Sara smiles, "Okay."
Skye smiles down at her before turning back to her computer. Opening up her website once again, she clicks on the Tours tab and her eyes go wide. "Sara, look at this."
Sara turns her head to look at the screen and her eyes go wide too, "Some of the places are already sold out."
"Yeah," Skye replies, still dumbstruck. "You know, I don't think my US shows have ever sold out this quickly before."
"Guess they're all really excited to see you."
"Apparently," Skye smiles. "This tour is going to be amazing."
So? What did you think? Let me know your thoughts in a review down below!
Few quick things:
1) I think it's time I reveal who Jerry is. He is basically Jerry from Parks and Rec. That's one of my favorite shows and everything I was writing for my Jerry, that Jerry always popped up. :)
2) Alex! The kid from the store has a name. Don't know how much you'll see him over the story, but he may pop up from time to time. We'll see.
3) Skye's going on tour! Woo! There's going to be a couple of big things that happen during the tour.
4) Yes, I know I didn't actually write anything about Skye getting her cast off. But I couldn't really figure out how to write it. So I just mentioned it here. Her cast is off now. :)
Until next time,
Jellybean96 out!