Readers, here's the long chap I was speaking of. Have fun. The Recess kids
are introduced. And this is where it becomes a crossover.
Look, I know I don't own Alias. But I know a great support group for people who think they do when they don't.
Chapter Ten: First Day of School
I woke up with something warm wrapped around me. It was Vaughn's arm, I realized later. I jumped up and got out of the warm bed. I glanced at the clock. It was 7:47.
School began at 8:30. We would have to hustle.
Me: Vaughn! Time to wake up!
Vaughn rolled over.
Vaughn: Don't!...No...NOOOOOO...Frost the pie...I don't care what Will says...he's a stupid freak...can't you realize he's in love with you? No? How dense can a person be?...Hey, it's not my fault that he's trying to steal my woman...
I giggled. Vaughn suddenly woke up.
Vaughn: Hey, Syd.
He yawned.
I put on some coffee while Vaughn showered. I made toast. I called Vaughn, but he couldn't hear me. I walked into the bathroom. I saw...I saw...
Vaughn in only a towel! He looked up and saw me. I saw him gulp and blush. I guess I was blushing too. He smiled and left the room. I took my shower, I was preoccupied, however.
Vaughn had used this same shower. Great! Now I had the image of Vaughn in only a towel imprinted in my brain. I shook my head. I would forget that. It was all about the kids.
I got out, put on clothes and walked in to find Vaughn eating toast. I chugged the coffee and looked at the clock. It was 8:03. We had to get a move on.
I grabbed Vaughn's hand and pulled him around. I picked up our briefcases and stacked the in his arms. On top of one another. Okay, Sydney, get your mind out of the gutter!
Vaughn and I hopped in the car. We drove to the school.
I walked out onto the full playground. I was walking and all of a sudden these children came running out. A boy, of average height, with brown hair and eyes, fell onto me. Me thinking fast, pushed him to Vaughn.
The kid was wearing a green jacket with a white t-shirt underneath, blue jeans, and a red backwards baseball cap. I looked over and saw the 4 girls chasing him. They were all dressed in stylish fashions with chic haircuts and make-up covering their faces. They were what their peers would call, the "Girly-Girls".
Blonde: Like, TJ, we totally haven't like finished your makeover yet!
I heard a sound and turned around. There stood a girl that looked, well tough. She wore an orange ski cap with a black dress, leather jacket, orange and red tights, and to top it all of, huge black leather boots. She had black hair and brown eyes. She posed a menacing figure.
The Punk: Back off, Ashley's!
The snotty rich girls snorted.
Brunette: As if YOU could do anything to us, Spin-Ugly. You are like such a loser. Just like get your ugly face out of here!
Spin-whatever her name was rolled up her sleeves. She crossed her arms across her chest.
Spin-whatever: Yah wanna make somethin' of it, Powderpuff? 'Cause we both know I could kick your butts into 5th recess. Put the man down and no one gets hurt!
Ashley's: Ooh! Scandalous! Spinelli and TJ sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N- G...
I interrupted them. Spinelli looked livid. She was moving forward slowly.
Me: Girls, you let TJ go. Spinelli does not like TJ. You leave them alone, you hear me?
Everyone looked at me. The Ashley's obliged, throwing TJ to the floor. I glared at them.
Me: You apologize to TJ and Spinelli right this instant!
Ashley's: Sorry.
Spinelli helped TJ up. TJ gratefully hugged her. The Ashley's saw this and were about ready to remark on it. I glared at them. This stopped them in their tracks.
Spinelli turned to me.
Spinelli: Who're you?
I looked her in the eyes, unfazed.
Me: I'm Miss Derevko, but for the time being, you can call me Soleil.
Spinelli laughed.
Spinelli: I can't even pronounce those words.
I smiled.
Me: You can call me Sol. I'm Miss Grotke's substitute.
Spinelli and TJ did a double take.
TJ: So you're going to be my teacher?
I nodded.
The Ashley's spoke up.
Ashley's: Who's the hottie next to you?
I smirked and Vaughn had the grace to blush. I had to tread over my words carefully.
Me: He is irresistible, isn't he? I'm positive that he can introduce himself, the cute little devil. I really wonder what he thinks when he looks in the mirror: Is it modesty or blindness?
I smirked at Vaughn. I liked flirting with him. What did I just think? I needed to banish those thoughts. Just platonic. Think of Will. Will. I wrinkled my nose. That would do.
Vaughn: Actually, I can't. I, uhh, don't remember my alias.
He smiled sheepishly. I giggled. I sighed.
Me: There's been a change of plans. He will not introduce himself. Mr. Professional over there is Mister Graham or Matthew.
Vaughn blushed.
Vaughn: You can call me Matt.
Spinelli looked from him to me. She smirked skeptically.
Spinelli: He looks more like your boyfriend to me.
Ashley's: Scandalous!
I shot another glare at them.
Me: He's not. We are just friends, like Spinelli and TJ. Right, Spinelli and TJ? Or is there something more we need to know about?
My eyes glittered dangerously. I didn't notice Vaughn's hurt look for a moment. Spinelli looked mad.
Spinelli: Look, ya'll might be a teacher. But no teacher has the right to say stuff like that to me, even if I like them. Do you wanna go? 'Cause if you keep saying crud like that, you will go down. I mean it.
TO BE CONTINUED...........................................
Loren ;*
Did ya'll lahke that? Lol.If you liked it, friends, please reply and bring some joy to my life.
Look, I know I don't own Alias. But I know a great support group for people who think they do when they don't.
Chapter Ten: First Day of School
I woke up with something warm wrapped around me. It was Vaughn's arm, I realized later. I jumped up and got out of the warm bed. I glanced at the clock. It was 7:47.
School began at 8:30. We would have to hustle.
Me: Vaughn! Time to wake up!
Vaughn rolled over.
Vaughn: Don't!...No...NOOOOOO...Frost the pie...I don't care what Will says...he's a stupid freak...can't you realize he's in love with you? No? How dense can a person be?...Hey, it's not my fault that he's trying to steal my woman...
I giggled. Vaughn suddenly woke up.
Vaughn: Hey, Syd.
He yawned.
I put on some coffee while Vaughn showered. I made toast. I called Vaughn, but he couldn't hear me. I walked into the bathroom. I saw...I saw...
Vaughn in only a towel! He looked up and saw me. I saw him gulp and blush. I guess I was blushing too. He smiled and left the room. I took my shower, I was preoccupied, however.
Vaughn had used this same shower. Great! Now I had the image of Vaughn in only a towel imprinted in my brain. I shook my head. I would forget that. It was all about the kids.
I got out, put on clothes and walked in to find Vaughn eating toast. I chugged the coffee and looked at the clock. It was 8:03. We had to get a move on.
I grabbed Vaughn's hand and pulled him around. I picked up our briefcases and stacked the in his arms. On top of one another. Okay, Sydney, get your mind out of the gutter!
Vaughn and I hopped in the car. We drove to the school.
I walked out onto the full playground. I was walking and all of a sudden these children came running out. A boy, of average height, with brown hair and eyes, fell onto me. Me thinking fast, pushed him to Vaughn.
The kid was wearing a green jacket with a white t-shirt underneath, blue jeans, and a red backwards baseball cap. I looked over and saw the 4 girls chasing him. They were all dressed in stylish fashions with chic haircuts and make-up covering their faces. They were what their peers would call, the "Girly-Girls".
Blonde: Like, TJ, we totally haven't like finished your makeover yet!
I heard a sound and turned around. There stood a girl that looked, well tough. She wore an orange ski cap with a black dress, leather jacket, orange and red tights, and to top it all of, huge black leather boots. She had black hair and brown eyes. She posed a menacing figure.
The Punk: Back off, Ashley's!
The snotty rich girls snorted.
Brunette: As if YOU could do anything to us, Spin-Ugly. You are like such a loser. Just like get your ugly face out of here!
Spin-whatever her name was rolled up her sleeves. She crossed her arms across her chest.
Spin-whatever: Yah wanna make somethin' of it, Powderpuff? 'Cause we both know I could kick your butts into 5th recess. Put the man down and no one gets hurt!
Ashley's: Ooh! Scandalous! Spinelli and TJ sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N- G...
I interrupted them. Spinelli looked livid. She was moving forward slowly.
Me: Girls, you let TJ go. Spinelli does not like TJ. You leave them alone, you hear me?
Everyone looked at me. The Ashley's obliged, throwing TJ to the floor. I glared at them.
Me: You apologize to TJ and Spinelli right this instant!
Ashley's: Sorry.
Spinelli helped TJ up. TJ gratefully hugged her. The Ashley's saw this and were about ready to remark on it. I glared at them. This stopped them in their tracks.
Spinelli turned to me.
Spinelli: Who're you?
I looked her in the eyes, unfazed.
Me: I'm Miss Derevko, but for the time being, you can call me Soleil.
Spinelli laughed.
Spinelli: I can't even pronounce those words.
I smiled.
Me: You can call me Sol. I'm Miss Grotke's substitute.
Spinelli and TJ did a double take.
TJ: So you're going to be my teacher?
I nodded.
The Ashley's spoke up.
Ashley's: Who's the hottie next to you?
I smirked and Vaughn had the grace to blush. I had to tread over my words carefully.
Me: He is irresistible, isn't he? I'm positive that he can introduce himself, the cute little devil. I really wonder what he thinks when he looks in the mirror: Is it modesty or blindness?
I smirked at Vaughn. I liked flirting with him. What did I just think? I needed to banish those thoughts. Just platonic. Think of Will. Will. I wrinkled my nose. That would do.
Vaughn: Actually, I can't. I, uhh, don't remember my alias.
He smiled sheepishly. I giggled. I sighed.
Me: There's been a change of plans. He will not introduce himself. Mr. Professional over there is Mister Graham or Matthew.
Vaughn blushed.
Vaughn: You can call me Matt.
Spinelli looked from him to me. She smirked skeptically.
Spinelli: He looks more like your boyfriend to me.
Ashley's: Scandalous!
I shot another glare at them.
Me: He's not. We are just friends, like Spinelli and TJ. Right, Spinelli and TJ? Or is there something more we need to know about?
My eyes glittered dangerously. I didn't notice Vaughn's hurt look for a moment. Spinelli looked mad.
Spinelli: Look, ya'll might be a teacher. But no teacher has the right to say stuff like that to me, even if I like them. Do you wanna go? 'Cause if you keep saying crud like that, you will go down. I mean it.
TO BE CONTINUED...........................................
Loren ;*
Did ya'll lahke that? Lol.If you liked it, friends, please reply and bring some joy to my life.