Day 2
Beach Footprints
Syd's POV
Disclaimer: The lyrics are Michelle Branch's, not mine.
I woke up and glanced over at the alarm clock. It was 5:47. That's it, I thought,
I'm getting up, I cannot sleep anymore. I got up, and saw Vaughn's adorable face. He looked so
cute when he was asleep. I got out my digital camera, and took a picture of him.
I took your picture,
While you were sleeping,
And then I paced around the room
Tuesday morning,
In the dark
I was finding out,
Who you were.
"Do you always wake up this early?" Vaughn asked me, when he finally woke up.
"Yeah, well..I can never sleep well in hotel rooms." I answered back, grinning.
"Oh, and I brought you some food," I said gestering to the danishes, coffee, and toast that
was on the table. Nothing fancy, but it'll hold you over.
After some danishes, toast, and coffee, we headed for the boardwalk. It was
comforting waking along the boardwalk, watching people, looking in the shops, and holding
Vaughn's hand. "So, Vaughn which--"I started to ask, but he interrupted me. "Syd...do
you think, that maybe, since we're on vacation, and we don't have work that you could possibly
call me Michael?"
I laughed. "Okay, I guess I could try it this once." I replied. "That's good," he said and
put his arm around me. "But, it will definitely be weird!" I added. We bought some vanilla ice
cream and ate it, while we walked some more. But, by noon, the sun was high above out heads,
and it was getting really hot.
"What do you say we hit the beach?" Michael asked me.
"I'd say it's a good idea, Michael, " I told him. So we went on the beach. Michael got
a boogeyboard, and started surfing some of the waves. He made me try it with him, but I didn't
think I was really cut out for that.
He kept on trying to teach me, but the waves kept on knocking us down. Finally, I
went back on the beach, and sipped a lemonade, while Michael surfed. After almost every wave,
he glanced over to me and shouted, "Did you see that one?" I'd nod my head, and he'd get ready for
the next one.
We spent 4 hours at the beach, and bought a hamburger and fries for lunch at the
snack stand. We went out in the water for the last time, this time, not using the boogeyboard, just
body surfing the waves. I liked that a lot better.
We got back to our hotel room at about 4:30, and we both had nice tans.
"I'm going to take a shower, and get the sand off of me." I told Michael. "Okay, I'll be
here..catching up on some baseball scores. "Did the Mets play today?" "Yes, I think so."
he answered.
Aww, I'm sorry, we should have come back earlier to watch it." I suggested.
"Nonesence," he said and smiled. "It's not everyday I get to spend a day on the beach with
you!" I smiled, and went over and planted a kiss on his lips. "Be out soon," I called, as
I turned the water on.
***
When I came out of the shower Michael was all smiles. "Guess what?" he said.
"The Mets won?" I asked him "No, they lost..stupid Braves," he sighed. I laughed, "Then what is it?"
"I was scanning through the advertisements, and I found this beautiful place where we can
have dinner at," he said.
"That's great!" I said, so did you want me to put something more formal on?" I asked,
looking down at my shorts and tank top. "Ha, yeah, if you want to." A half an hour later, Michael
had on a nice pair of pants and a nice shirt. "I am not wearing a tie, on my week off!" he insisted.
I had on a flowery, skirt, and a baby blue blouse.
We walked down the boardwalk, in the oppisite direction we had went yesterday.
When we finally got there we saw the sign: The Wine Cask. We walked in. It wasn't too crowded.
We both had wine, and seafood, and listened to the music in the backround. We ate all of our
meals, and the portions were very big. We were too full for desert, so we decided to skip it.
The last thing we did that night, was at about 10:00 we went out on the beach. It was,
without a doubt, the best night of my life. It was so peaceful to walk along the beach, there was
only one other couple there. The moon was full in the sky, and it was so peaceful to hear the
waves crashing against the rocks.
Michael took my hand, and we sat on top of the rocks, our feet skimming the top of the
water. We must have kissed for about 35 minutes straight. It was incredible. His warm lips touching
mine while the cold water whipped against my feet, every time a new wave came.
We walked back to our hotel room, the same way we had come, following our pair
of footprints. We both stepped in the same places we had come, and then before we left the
beach, Michael got a stick and began to write in the sand : Sydney and Michael - Love Forever.
I smiled, and a tear dripped down my cheek.
It was the most romantic thing Michael had ever done. I kissed him gently, and
we walked back to our hotel room, not saying anything.
If tomorrow never comes
I would want just one wish
To kiss your quiet mouth
And trace the steps with my finger tips
End Of day 2
Beach Footprints
Syd's POV
Disclaimer: The lyrics are Michelle Branch's, not mine.
I woke up and glanced over at the alarm clock. It was 5:47. That's it, I thought,
I'm getting up, I cannot sleep anymore. I got up, and saw Vaughn's adorable face. He looked so
cute when he was asleep. I got out my digital camera, and took a picture of him.
I took your picture,
While you were sleeping,
And then I paced around the room
Tuesday morning,
In the dark
I was finding out,
Who you were.
"Do you always wake up this early?" Vaughn asked me, when he finally woke up.
"Yeah, well..I can never sleep well in hotel rooms." I answered back, grinning.
"Oh, and I brought you some food," I said gestering to the danishes, coffee, and toast that
was on the table. Nothing fancy, but it'll hold you over.
After some danishes, toast, and coffee, we headed for the boardwalk. It was
comforting waking along the boardwalk, watching people, looking in the shops, and holding
Vaughn's hand. "So, Vaughn which--"I started to ask, but he interrupted me. "Syd...do
you think, that maybe, since we're on vacation, and we don't have work that you could possibly
call me Michael?"
I laughed. "Okay, I guess I could try it this once." I replied. "That's good," he said and
put his arm around me. "But, it will definitely be weird!" I added. We bought some vanilla ice
cream and ate it, while we walked some more. But, by noon, the sun was high above out heads,
and it was getting really hot.
"What do you say we hit the beach?" Michael asked me.
"I'd say it's a good idea, Michael, " I told him. So we went on the beach. Michael got
a boogeyboard, and started surfing some of the waves. He made me try it with him, but I didn't
think I was really cut out for that.
He kept on trying to teach me, but the waves kept on knocking us down. Finally, I
went back on the beach, and sipped a lemonade, while Michael surfed. After almost every wave,
he glanced over to me and shouted, "Did you see that one?" I'd nod my head, and he'd get ready for
the next one.
We spent 4 hours at the beach, and bought a hamburger and fries for lunch at the
snack stand. We went out in the water for the last time, this time, not using the boogeyboard, just
body surfing the waves. I liked that a lot better.
We got back to our hotel room at about 4:30, and we both had nice tans.
"I'm going to take a shower, and get the sand off of me." I told Michael. "Okay, I'll be
here..catching up on some baseball scores. "Did the Mets play today?" "Yes, I think so."
he answered.
Aww, I'm sorry, we should have come back earlier to watch it." I suggested.
"Nonesence," he said and smiled. "It's not everyday I get to spend a day on the beach with
you!" I smiled, and went over and planted a kiss on his lips. "Be out soon," I called, as
I turned the water on.
***
When I came out of the shower Michael was all smiles. "Guess what?" he said.
"The Mets won?" I asked him "No, they lost..stupid Braves," he sighed. I laughed, "Then what is it?"
"I was scanning through the advertisements, and I found this beautiful place where we can
have dinner at," he said.
"That's great!" I said, so did you want me to put something more formal on?" I asked,
looking down at my shorts and tank top. "Ha, yeah, if you want to." A half an hour later, Michael
had on a nice pair of pants and a nice shirt. "I am not wearing a tie, on my week off!" he insisted.
I had on a flowery, skirt, and a baby blue blouse.
We walked down the boardwalk, in the oppisite direction we had went yesterday.
When we finally got there we saw the sign: The Wine Cask. We walked in. It wasn't too crowded.
We both had wine, and seafood, and listened to the music in the backround. We ate all of our
meals, and the portions were very big. We were too full for desert, so we decided to skip it.
The last thing we did that night, was at about 10:00 we went out on the beach. It was,
without a doubt, the best night of my life. It was so peaceful to walk along the beach, there was
only one other couple there. The moon was full in the sky, and it was so peaceful to hear the
waves crashing against the rocks.
Michael took my hand, and we sat on top of the rocks, our feet skimming the top of the
water. We must have kissed for about 35 minutes straight. It was incredible. His warm lips touching
mine while the cold water whipped against my feet, every time a new wave came.
We walked back to our hotel room, the same way we had come, following our pair
of footprints. We both stepped in the same places we had come, and then before we left the
beach, Michael got a stick and began to write in the sand : Sydney and Michael - Love Forever.
I smiled, and a tear dripped down my cheek.
It was the most romantic thing Michael had ever done. I kissed him gently, and
we walked back to our hotel room, not saying anything.
If tomorrow never comes
I would want just one wish
To kiss your quiet mouth
And trace the steps with my finger tips
End Of day 2
