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Coyote Ugly 2: The Jersey Slut and Mr. O'Donnell
Chapter 1: (Takes place right after they kiss in the bar) "So tell me, what do you do when you realize all you dreams have come true?" The voice rang in Violet Sanford's head. Kevin. Everything about him was wonderful. He was just so…so sweet, and loving. Kevin cares about me, she thought, smiling. He really cares about me. I didn't screw it up after all. She grinned at the image of her and Kevin that night at the warehouse. It had been so romantic, maybe even inspirational. Kevin was-he was just so-she couldn't even put her finger on it. Kevin just had something about him. Like collecting comic books, that is so cute, she thought recalling their earlier memories. She smiled at the thought of Kevin, following her home, and tracking her down at the bar. He must have saw something in me, she thought. Whether he believes it or not he made NYC an easier experience for me, he helped me so that not everybody was a strange, unfamiliar face, and best of all he brought me love, something a guy has never really showed me before. Kevin walked up, and took her arm. "Shall we pull the car around Miss. Violet?" "Yes Mr. O'Donnell," she said grinning. "But first-can I say goodbye to someone I really care about?" "Sure," he smiled, playing with a loose curl teasingly. "What could I do to stop you anyway?" She smiled and walked back to the bar. "Dad," she whispered gently. "Dad are you still mad at me?" Her father, Bill Sanford, turned his head to glance at his daughter. "No, of course not Honey! In fact, I'm finally going to say it- I'm proud of you," he practically whispered the last sentence, gazing the other direction, at something that wasn't in form. Violet couldn't mistake the film of tears welling up in his eyes. "Vi," Gloria, her best friend, said tearfully behind her. "Me and you pops are gonna leave-you take care of yourself sweetie, ok?" "Ya I will Glor, oh, and by the way, take care of my old man, ok?" "Naturally," Gloria whispered, stepping up to give Violet a hug. They parted, and walked back over to Lil, smiling. "Lil, I'd just like you to know exactly how grateful I am. Grateful for this whole experience, grateful for the warm welcome you didn't give me," she laughed. "Jersey, I think there is some hope for you," she laughed. "Oh and by the way, you welcome," she winked, walking away to tend to a customer. Cammie, Rachel, and the new girl, Jessy, the college dropout, ex-priests daughter, recently off cocaine, walked over. "Hey, so you really did make it," Cammie said in her extreme Russian accent. "Yes, and I'm so glad you let me fill in for your job, I mean, I was paying for college and all, and then this hot prick came, and I had to move from my home in Rhode Island-Providence, I'm originally from there, and so I had to move to NYC, and I'm glad the job had an opening, and it's just so hard-I mean not that I hoped you got fired, but you seem to be doing so well and…" Rachel rolled her eyes, while Cammie and Violet couldn't help let out a little giggle. "Well Jersey, I guess you really are doing well," Rachel admitted, looking annoyed. "I'd never admit it to anyone but you guys, but I really was starting to like you-you should drop by now and then," she said, stunning, even Cammie. She walked away with the 2 other girls, leaving Violet alone, gaping. She suddenly felt a hand behind her waist. "All ready," Kevin asked curiously. "Ya, just let me go hug my Dad, I'll be right out," she said, pecking him on the cheek, giving his hand a quick squeeze. She hugged her father, promised to visit, thanked Leann Rimes, and quickly walked away, from the place she had called home for the past few months.
Coyote Ugly 2: The Jersey Slut and Mr. O'Donnell
Chapter 1: (Takes place right after they kiss in the bar) "So tell me, what do you do when you realize all you dreams have come true?" The voice rang in Violet Sanford's head. Kevin. Everything about him was wonderful. He was just so…so sweet, and loving. Kevin cares about me, she thought, smiling. He really cares about me. I didn't screw it up after all. She grinned at the image of her and Kevin that night at the warehouse. It had been so romantic, maybe even inspirational. Kevin was-he was just so-she couldn't even put her finger on it. Kevin just had something about him. Like collecting comic books, that is so cute, she thought recalling their earlier memories. She smiled at the thought of Kevin, following her home, and tracking her down at the bar. He must have saw something in me, she thought. Whether he believes it or not he made NYC an easier experience for me, he helped me so that not everybody was a strange, unfamiliar face, and best of all he brought me love, something a guy has never really showed me before. Kevin walked up, and took her arm. "Shall we pull the car around Miss. Violet?" "Yes Mr. O'Donnell," she said grinning. "But first-can I say goodbye to someone I really care about?" "Sure," he smiled, playing with a loose curl teasingly. "What could I do to stop you anyway?" She smiled and walked back to the bar. "Dad," she whispered gently. "Dad are you still mad at me?" Her father, Bill Sanford, turned his head to glance at his daughter. "No, of course not Honey! In fact, I'm finally going to say it- I'm proud of you," he practically whispered the last sentence, gazing the other direction, at something that wasn't in form. Violet couldn't mistake the film of tears welling up in his eyes. "Vi," Gloria, her best friend, said tearfully behind her. "Me and you pops are gonna leave-you take care of yourself sweetie, ok?" "Ya I will Glor, oh, and by the way, take care of my old man, ok?" "Naturally," Gloria whispered, stepping up to give Violet a hug. They parted, and walked back over to Lil, smiling. "Lil, I'd just like you to know exactly how grateful I am. Grateful for this whole experience, grateful for the warm welcome you didn't give me," she laughed. "Jersey, I think there is some hope for you," she laughed. "Oh and by the way, you welcome," she winked, walking away to tend to a customer. Cammie, Rachel, and the new girl, Jessy, the college dropout, ex-priests daughter, recently off cocaine, walked over. "Hey, so you really did make it," Cammie said in her extreme Russian accent. "Yes, and I'm so glad you let me fill in for your job, I mean, I was paying for college and all, and then this hot prick came, and I had to move from my home in Rhode Island-Providence, I'm originally from there, and so I had to move to NYC, and I'm glad the job had an opening, and it's just so hard-I mean not that I hoped you got fired, but you seem to be doing so well and…" Rachel rolled her eyes, while Cammie and Violet couldn't help let out a little giggle. "Well Jersey, I guess you really are doing well," Rachel admitted, looking annoyed. "I'd never admit it to anyone but you guys, but I really was starting to like you-you should drop by now and then," she said, stunning, even Cammie. She walked away with the 2 other girls, leaving Violet alone, gaping. She suddenly felt a hand behind her waist. "All ready," Kevin asked curiously. "Ya, just let me go hug my Dad, I'll be right out," she said, pecking him on the cheek, giving his hand a quick squeeze. She hugged her father, promised to visit, thanked Leann Rimes, and quickly walked away, from the place she had called home for the past few months.