Title : "Different Steps"

Author : Atomic Kitten

Email : ClosetMonster690aol.com

Website : http:www . acidiclipgloss . strawberryshake . net [remove spaces]

Summary : This Fan-Fic is PG-13/possibly R. This is what happens after Sara is sent off to Julliard. She and Derek want to continue their relationship, but a new friend gets in the way and discoveries are made.

Disclaimer : This fan fiction was written solely by myself, Atomic Kitten. However I did not create the original characters from the motion picture Save the Last Dance. I do not own the trademarks or copyrights to sed characters, plots, merchandise, etc... Only the written words of this fan- fic are my property.

Chapter Three : "When Derek's away, will Sara play?"

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Derek

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Nikki grinned coyly, "That's right, Derek. Now that your burning piece of white trash is gone, we can go back to the way things were. They way things were meant to be. Me and you."

Derek stood in the doorway, stammering some indistinguishable words about his opposition to the situation. Ignoring his protests, Nikki pushed past his muscular figure.

"Don't just stand there, baby." She cooed, luring Derek away from the door frame. Closing the door behind her, she locked it and spun around. Removing her tan trenchcoat, she hung it on the hook and turned to face Derek wearing nothing but a set of lilac lingerie.

"Shall we get started?"

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Sara

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"Uhh... that's great, Jordan." Sara replied, with all the enthusiasm she could muster.

"Isn't it? I'm not officially moving in until tomorrow, I just thought the news might cheer you up... with Taeya gone and all." Jordan flashed her a giant smile and continued, "Well, I'm gonna go... I've got night practice for the play tonight." He took his hand off her shoulder and slinked away.

Sara stood for a moment, unsure what to think. Shaking her head lightly, she turned on her heel and walked towards the front door of her dorm. Entering the cream colored living room, she shuddered. Her dorm seemed so empty without the bouncy Spanish girl to brighten it.

And then it hit her. Soon, her dorm wouldn't be empty at all. Suddenly, she had many new questions to ponder. Like why had the officials of Julliard let Jordan into her dorm? It was true, his was overcrowded, but didn't they usually prohibit co-ed dorms? No... the dorm next to hers was co-ed. And he had said something about knowing the Dean personally. Sara supposed that would get him wherever he wanted in this school.

Glumly, she sat down at her oak desk to write a letter to Derek. Her beloved Derek.