Hello everyone! Yes, it is me the author. And yes, this is another update
in less than 24 hours. I wrote some of this last night and the rest
tonight, so thanks to the lovely OSE for beta'ing this for me since Screech
has classes to both of you! Anyway, hope you enjoy this!
Chapter One
"Wait a minute ..." they both said, "Aren't you the person from Starbucks?"
They both looked down and blushed at the way they asked the other the same question. Sydney is the first to look up, she won't be scared or shy tonight; she'll take risks, live on the edge, starting with this opportunity right now.
"My name's Sydney Bristow," she told him, head held high; hand outstretched from him to shake.
"Michael Vaughn." Their handshake is firm, but lasts a few moments longer than it should; the electricity flowing between two people who have just officially met is unmistakable and unknown to the two of them. It's never happened before. To either of them.
Sydney smiled slightly as she signaled the bartender to get her another shot. The more alcohol she consumes, the more open and risky she begins to feel; it is a new feeling to her.
"You know, I've been dying to ask you your name for months; even to say 'hi' to you, I just never got enough nerve up to do that."
He shook his head back and forth. "It was the same way for me. I'd see you every morning and tell myself I had to talk to you; then I'd walk into Starbucks, and see you, and just not be able to move my mouth at all."
The fact that they had both been nervous to talk to the other, is ironic, and they are both thankful for the first time to be the third wheel.
"So ... what brings you here by yourself?" he asked quietly.
She shrugged, "My best friend dragged me here; actually both my best friends, but they are engaged, so I'm normally the third wheel anytime we go anywhere, and sometimes I just hate it. What about you?"
"My sister is dating my best friend, and she's convinced that tonight he is going to propose to her, and she wants her older brother to be here ... and just between you and me, if he weren't my best friend, I would have kicked his ass. Besides, this place is pretty cool, I don't mind coming here most of the time."
A silence overcomes them, and the two of them gaze out at the dance floor where their respective friends are having fun; and for the first time, having fun appeals to both of them.
"Hey, do you -"
"Would you like -"
They both laugh at their outbursts at the same time once again, and Sydney inclined her head, signaling Michael that he could talk first.
"Would you like to dance?" he nodded toward the dance floor where many couples are having the time of their lives.
She won't miss out on one ounce of fun tonight, not when she has Michael to entertain her.
"I'd love to!"
He takes her hand, and leads her to the dance floor, the two of them moving their heads to the pounding music. "I love this song," she confessed.
"It's not too bad," he agreed.
Don't be so quick to walk away
Dance with me
I wanna rock your body
Please stay
Dance with me
You don't have to admit you wanna play
Dance with me
Just let me rock you
Till the break of day
Dance with me
Got time, but don't mind
Their bodies mingle together, the electricity and chemistry unmistakable, but for the night the two of them forget about it, but it to the back of their minds for a few short hours, they'll think about it more in the morning, more when they see each other again in Starbucks.
Just wanna rock you girl
I'll have whatever you have
Come on, just give it up girl
See, I've been watching you
I like the way you move
So go ahead girl, just do
That ass shaking thing you do
Their minds aren't working now, they've discarded their brains for the night, they don't want to hear the warnings that they shouldn't be getting this close, they are strangers; but then again, they aren't strangers, are they? They've known each other in a sense for months, now they know each other in a different way.
So you grab your girls
And you grab a couple more
And you all come meet me
In the middle of the floor
Said the air is thick, it's feeling right
So you blast to the left, and you sail to the right
They won't regret talking to each other for the first time, it was worth it, to know the person that they have been unconsciously flirting with for months. This felt right; this was right. They were sure of it.
Don't be so quick to walk away
Dance with me
I wanna rock your body
Please stay
Dance with me
You don't have to admit you wanna play
Dance with me
Just let me rock you
Till the break of day
Dance with me
From the side, Franice and Will and Eliza and Eric stood their watching the two of them dance.
"Wow ..." Francie said.
"Yeah ..." Will replied.
"Well I guess she took my advice."
"'Your advice'?" Will asked, "What advice did you give her?"
"To promise me she would have fun tonight."
I don't mean no harm
Just wanna rock you girl
Make a move, but be calm
Let's go, let's give it up girl
See it appears to me
You like the way I move
I'll tell you what I'm gonna do
Pull you close and share my groove
Eliza's eyebrows rose, and she looked over at Eric, "Who's that?"
Eric shrugged, "How am I supposed to know?"
"I don't know," she answered, "I thought maybe he talked about her to you or something and just forgot to tell me about her."
"Nope. Never heard about her."
"He just met her tonight? And he's dancing like that with her already? That's totally not like Mike."
"Maybe he doesn't want to be like himself tonight."
"I don't know," Eliza replied, "But that's certainly not something the Mike I grew up with would do."
So you grab your girls
And you grab a couple more
And you all come meet me
In the middle of the floor
Said the air is thick, it's feeling right
So you blast to the left, and you sail to the right
-----
Francie timidly walked up to Sydney who was still dancing with the mystery man as she had for the last three hours, and tapped her on the shoulder. "Syd?"
Sydney snapped her head around to look at Francie, all the while still dancing, "What's up Fran?"
"I'm getting ready to go, and we rode together, so ..." She shifted her weight from foot to foot and looked down at the ground, obviously feeling uncomfortable.
"Okay Fran, I'll be there in a second." Francie nodded, grateful to be able to walk off and leave them to themselves.
Once she was gone, Sydney turned her attention back to Michael, and gave him a small smile.
"Do you have to go?" he asked.
"Unfortunately, yeah, I do. I have to be up to be able to go to Starbucks in the morning," she grinned, "I'm planning on meeting someone there."
"Yeah?" he inquired, "Is this person male or female."
"A male of course."
"Hot or not?"
"You could say he's hot."
"Really?"
"Yeah, you could say that." It had been so long since she had flirted like this, and it felt good.
"Well tell him I said hi."
"I'll be sure to do that." When she was around him, she had a grin permanently attached to her face; and she felt better than she had in a long time. "Bye Michael."
"Bye Sydney."
With a slight wave, she turned around, a broad smile on her face, and walked toward the door where she saw Francie and Will waiting for her.
She couldn't wait for tomorrow morning.
-----
Michael approached the bar and took the stool next to Eliza and Eric as all eyes turned to him and the bartender slid him another of his normal. He looked cautiously at Eliza and Eric whose eyes wouldn't stop staring at him. "What?" he exclaimed, "Why do you keep staring at me like that?"
Eliza's eyebrows rose again, "Who was that girl you were dancing with?"
And he grinned, "She was somebody; she was my somebody."
TBC...
-----
Lyrics from 'Rock Your Body' by Justin Timberlake.
Chapter One
"Wait a minute ..." they both said, "Aren't you the person from Starbucks?"
They both looked down and blushed at the way they asked the other the same question. Sydney is the first to look up, she won't be scared or shy tonight; she'll take risks, live on the edge, starting with this opportunity right now.
"My name's Sydney Bristow," she told him, head held high; hand outstretched from him to shake.
"Michael Vaughn." Their handshake is firm, but lasts a few moments longer than it should; the electricity flowing between two people who have just officially met is unmistakable and unknown to the two of them. It's never happened before. To either of them.
Sydney smiled slightly as she signaled the bartender to get her another shot. The more alcohol she consumes, the more open and risky she begins to feel; it is a new feeling to her.
"You know, I've been dying to ask you your name for months; even to say 'hi' to you, I just never got enough nerve up to do that."
He shook his head back and forth. "It was the same way for me. I'd see you every morning and tell myself I had to talk to you; then I'd walk into Starbucks, and see you, and just not be able to move my mouth at all."
The fact that they had both been nervous to talk to the other, is ironic, and they are both thankful for the first time to be the third wheel.
"So ... what brings you here by yourself?" he asked quietly.
She shrugged, "My best friend dragged me here; actually both my best friends, but they are engaged, so I'm normally the third wheel anytime we go anywhere, and sometimes I just hate it. What about you?"
"My sister is dating my best friend, and she's convinced that tonight he is going to propose to her, and she wants her older brother to be here ... and just between you and me, if he weren't my best friend, I would have kicked his ass. Besides, this place is pretty cool, I don't mind coming here most of the time."
A silence overcomes them, and the two of them gaze out at the dance floor where their respective friends are having fun; and for the first time, having fun appeals to both of them.
"Hey, do you -"
"Would you like -"
They both laugh at their outbursts at the same time once again, and Sydney inclined her head, signaling Michael that he could talk first.
"Would you like to dance?" he nodded toward the dance floor where many couples are having the time of their lives.
She won't miss out on one ounce of fun tonight, not when she has Michael to entertain her.
"I'd love to!"
He takes her hand, and leads her to the dance floor, the two of them moving their heads to the pounding music. "I love this song," she confessed.
"It's not too bad," he agreed.
Don't be so quick to walk away
Dance with me
I wanna rock your body
Please stay
Dance with me
You don't have to admit you wanna play
Dance with me
Just let me rock you
Till the break of day
Dance with me
Got time, but don't mind
Their bodies mingle together, the electricity and chemistry unmistakable, but for the night the two of them forget about it, but it to the back of their minds for a few short hours, they'll think about it more in the morning, more when they see each other again in Starbucks.
Just wanna rock you girl
I'll have whatever you have
Come on, just give it up girl
See, I've been watching you
I like the way you move
So go ahead girl, just do
That ass shaking thing you do
Their minds aren't working now, they've discarded their brains for the night, they don't want to hear the warnings that they shouldn't be getting this close, they are strangers; but then again, they aren't strangers, are they? They've known each other in a sense for months, now they know each other in a different way.
So you grab your girls
And you grab a couple more
And you all come meet me
In the middle of the floor
Said the air is thick, it's feeling right
So you blast to the left, and you sail to the right
They won't regret talking to each other for the first time, it was worth it, to know the person that they have been unconsciously flirting with for months. This felt right; this was right. They were sure of it.
Don't be so quick to walk away
Dance with me
I wanna rock your body
Please stay
Dance with me
You don't have to admit you wanna play
Dance with me
Just let me rock you
Till the break of day
Dance with me
From the side, Franice and Will and Eliza and Eric stood their watching the two of them dance.
"Wow ..." Francie said.
"Yeah ..." Will replied.
"Well I guess she took my advice."
"'Your advice'?" Will asked, "What advice did you give her?"
"To promise me she would have fun tonight."
I don't mean no harm
Just wanna rock you girl
Make a move, but be calm
Let's go, let's give it up girl
See it appears to me
You like the way I move
I'll tell you what I'm gonna do
Pull you close and share my groove
Eliza's eyebrows rose, and she looked over at Eric, "Who's that?"
Eric shrugged, "How am I supposed to know?"
"I don't know," she answered, "I thought maybe he talked about her to you or something and just forgot to tell me about her."
"Nope. Never heard about her."
"He just met her tonight? And he's dancing like that with her already? That's totally not like Mike."
"Maybe he doesn't want to be like himself tonight."
"I don't know," Eliza replied, "But that's certainly not something the Mike I grew up with would do."
So you grab your girls
And you grab a couple more
And you all come meet me
In the middle of the floor
Said the air is thick, it's feeling right
So you blast to the left, and you sail to the right
-----
Francie timidly walked up to Sydney who was still dancing with the mystery man as she had for the last three hours, and tapped her on the shoulder. "Syd?"
Sydney snapped her head around to look at Francie, all the while still dancing, "What's up Fran?"
"I'm getting ready to go, and we rode together, so ..." She shifted her weight from foot to foot and looked down at the ground, obviously feeling uncomfortable.
"Okay Fran, I'll be there in a second." Francie nodded, grateful to be able to walk off and leave them to themselves.
Once she was gone, Sydney turned her attention back to Michael, and gave him a small smile.
"Do you have to go?" he asked.
"Unfortunately, yeah, I do. I have to be up to be able to go to Starbucks in the morning," she grinned, "I'm planning on meeting someone there."
"Yeah?" he inquired, "Is this person male or female."
"A male of course."
"Hot or not?"
"You could say he's hot."
"Really?"
"Yeah, you could say that." It had been so long since she had flirted like this, and it felt good.
"Well tell him I said hi."
"I'll be sure to do that." When she was around him, she had a grin permanently attached to her face; and she felt better than she had in a long time. "Bye Michael."
"Bye Sydney."
With a slight wave, she turned around, a broad smile on her face, and walked toward the door where she saw Francie and Will waiting for her.
She couldn't wait for tomorrow morning.
-----
Michael approached the bar and took the stool next to Eliza and Eric as all eyes turned to him and the bartender slid him another of his normal. He looked cautiously at Eliza and Eric whose eyes wouldn't stop staring at him. "What?" he exclaimed, "Why do you keep staring at me like that?"
Eliza's eyebrows rose again, "Who was that girl you were dancing with?"
And he grinned, "She was somebody; she was my somebody."
TBC...
-----
Lyrics from 'Rock Your Body' by Justin Timberlake.