I do not own any of the Dirty Dancing characters, this is just a story that
I came up with when I finished watching the movie and wondered what might
have happened to Johnny and Baby after that unforgettable summer together.
Please review, I'm very interested to hear what people think, and if there is anything I should improve on. Thanks.
Thank you very much to the people (or person rather, hahaha) that has reviewed so far, I appreciate the positive feedback. I love this movie so much and I'm having a super time writing the sequel, I hope you all enjoy it as much as I do.
Chapter 3
After unloading all of our baggage into our room I set out to find Johnny. Walking through the grounds of Kellerman's I couldn't believe how beautiful it was, nothing had changed, I just loved being back and wished that I would never have to leave again.
After several minutes I found myself standing on the front step of Johnny's cabin. I'm not sure why but I felt a little nervous, I'd been looking forward to this moment for months and somehow now that it was here I found myself hesitating to knock. I just stood there counting the knots in the wooden door. Finally I mustered up the courage to do it. "knock knock knock" I heard my knuckles tap against the wood and echo into the room on the other side. Waiting for a moment or two with no answer I pushed lightly on the door and it swung open. I stepped inside the room and looked around, nothing had really changed. I could smell a hint of Johnny's cologne in the air, that old rickety wooden chair had been moved from under the window where it used to sit and was now in the corner. The record player still sat near the wall on a crate and was surrounded by scattered records. I could tell that Johnny's record collection had grown since last year; I usually tried to send him one or two that I thought he would like, when I had some extra money.
Feeling a little discouraged at the fact that he wasn't there and I would have to wait even longer to see him, I tried to think of where he might be, and then I realized that it was the middle of the afternoon and he probably had dance classes to teach. My spirits lifted as I ran as fast as I could across the grounds to the White room.
I could hear music coming from the rooms above when I arrived. I quietly walked up the stairs to the White room, not wanting to disturb the class that was probably in session. Peering over the half wall at the top of the stairs and into the room I could hear Johnny's reassuring but slightly irritated voice coming from inside. "Don't worry" he assured, "you'll get it, but you've gotta hold your frame."
Watching him across the room, I felt like my heart would burst right then and there, I was so excited that I could barely contain myself. I wanted to run into the room and throw my arms around him and never let go. But instead I just stood there and watched as the lesson came to an end.
Johnny didn't see me standing at the stairs until the young lady he was instructing turned to leave the room. Our eyes locked and he gave me that sweet smile that I had missed so much, I could feel my eyes welling up with tears as I stepped into the room and he walked over to me. "Johnny!" I cried out, not able to contain my excitement any longer. My eyes were so filled with tears now that they stung and I could barely see. He wrapped his arms around my waist lifting me off the floor; it felt so good to be in his strong arms I never wanted to let go.
"Johnny, oh my god I've missed you so much, I lo..." I stopped myself short. I couldn't believe it, I had almost blurted out that I loved him. I mean, I did love him, or at least I thought I did, but we hadn't gone there yet. The "L" word hadn't escaped either of our lips in the 11 months that we'd been together. And I almost actually said it right then and there. Was I ready for that? Was he? My mind was racing, until finally I looked up at Johnny, I could see that he saw the worry on my face. He just smiled as he leaned over and began to kiss me, I felt my entire body finally relax, for what felt like the first time in months and I forgot all about what I had almost said.
"What are you doing here?" Johnny exclaimed, "I thought you weren't coming until tomorrow?"
"Well I convinced mom and daddy to leave a day early, I just couldn't wait any longer to see you." I replied.
"Your father actually agreed to come early just so that you could see me? I don't believe that."
"Well, I think my mom had a lot to do with it, she can be pretty persuasive when it comes to daddy."
Johnny and I chatted for a while, catching up on some of the events of the past couple of months, but old habits were quick to take over and before I knew it we were swaying in each other's arms to the soft music that Johnny had left playing in the background. Our reunion couldn't have been more perfect if I had planned it, but when my stomach started grumbling we decided to go and get something to eat. I was famished, I hadn't eaten anything all day long in anticipation of seeing him again, I just couldn't eat, I was much too excited.
They were serving dinner in the dining room when we arrived. I saw my mom, daddy and Lisa sitting across the room with Billy, who Lisa had caught up with at some point during the afternoon. I felt Johnny's hand tense up as he squeezed mine in hesitation to go and sit with them. "Come on," I said with a smile as I gave his hand a little squeeze and walked over to the table.
Daddy was surprisingly pleasant as he stood and made an extra space for Johnny and I at the table. Dinner was great, Billy and I chatted for most of it, just talking about all that had happened since the last time we had seen each other. He's so great, I was so happy for Lisa that she managed to find such a wonderful guy. But as much as I tried to enjoy sitting there with my family I couldn't stop thinking about how I would much rather go with Johnny back to his room so we could be alone.
Just before dessert was served Max Kellerman the owner of the resort came by to chat with daddy. "Hey there Doc!" Max exclaimed happily, "So glad to see you and your family back up on my mountain." He said it as though he owned the entire mountain. He'd aged a lot in the past year and I could tell that his heart bothered him a great deal.
I watched Max out of the corner of my eye as he glanced over at Johnny and Billy sitting at the table with us. It was a look that only said one thing, "what the hell does the help think they're doing sitting in a room that's meant for guests?" Just then my mom chimed in, "so Max, it looks like by inviting us up here last year you may have assisted in expanding our family a little." She smiled over at Johnny and then at Billy. Mom had always been much more accepting of Johnny than daddy was. She had always loved the way that he swept me off my feet last summer, and how romantic it was.
Max seemed a little surprised at my mothers comment, but still managed a response, "Oh.... oh, yes, it certainly does look that way doesn't it?"
"Maybe we'll have a double wedding on our hands in the near future" my mother could barely contain her joy as the word "wedding" escaped her lips. Its funny how different people are, my mom couldn't be happier for Lisa and I, we had found love and happiness and that was all she wanted for us. But daddy on the other hand, he just wanted us to go to law school or medical school and not worry about trivial things like love and happiness until we were well into our 40's.
Anyways, I could tell that not much had changed for Max since last year, he had never really liked Johnny much but I guess he couldn't deny that he was the most talented dancer that he'd ever seen. That's what saved Johnny's job last year after that whole fiasco with the Schumacher's and the stolen wallets. After Max fired Johnny and then he returned to perform the final dance with me, Max couldn't help but be impressed. Besides, at the end of the evening everyone had such a wonderful time that the praises were pouring into Max about how wonderful Johnny and I had been and that they couldn't wait to return next year to see what we had arranged for the show. I think the icing on the cake was when my father (of all people) took Max aside and told him he thought Johnny deserved another chance. There really wasn't any other choice for Max but to give Johnny his job back.
As we got up to leave the dinner table I noticed that bus boy that I had met earlier, Christian, across the room looking my way, I smiled and gave a little nod in his direction as Johnny and I left. We went straight back to his room. I was so glad to finally be alone with him it had felt like forever.
Johnny walked to the record player and put on some music for us. For several minutes it seemed as though we didn't know what to say to each other, it had been a while since we were together last. But then a familiar song played on the record player; it was "Cry to Me," the song that was playing the first time we made love, and somehow that seemed to break the tension of the moment as Johnny walked over and reached out his hand to me. I took it and stood up, we began to dance together like not a day had gone by, I pressed my body close to his and we were like one, two people moving in one fluid motion. He began to kiss my neck all over and I his. I could feel my heart racing faster and faster as he picked me up and I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist. He carried me over to the bed and before I knew it there was a pile of clothes on the floor.
Please review, I'm very interested to hear what people think, and if there is anything I should improve on. Thanks.
Thank you very much to the people (or person rather, hahaha) that has reviewed so far, I appreciate the positive feedback. I love this movie so much and I'm having a super time writing the sequel, I hope you all enjoy it as much as I do.
Chapter 3
After unloading all of our baggage into our room I set out to find Johnny. Walking through the grounds of Kellerman's I couldn't believe how beautiful it was, nothing had changed, I just loved being back and wished that I would never have to leave again.
After several minutes I found myself standing on the front step of Johnny's cabin. I'm not sure why but I felt a little nervous, I'd been looking forward to this moment for months and somehow now that it was here I found myself hesitating to knock. I just stood there counting the knots in the wooden door. Finally I mustered up the courage to do it. "knock knock knock" I heard my knuckles tap against the wood and echo into the room on the other side. Waiting for a moment or two with no answer I pushed lightly on the door and it swung open. I stepped inside the room and looked around, nothing had really changed. I could smell a hint of Johnny's cologne in the air, that old rickety wooden chair had been moved from under the window where it used to sit and was now in the corner. The record player still sat near the wall on a crate and was surrounded by scattered records. I could tell that Johnny's record collection had grown since last year; I usually tried to send him one or two that I thought he would like, when I had some extra money.
Feeling a little discouraged at the fact that he wasn't there and I would have to wait even longer to see him, I tried to think of where he might be, and then I realized that it was the middle of the afternoon and he probably had dance classes to teach. My spirits lifted as I ran as fast as I could across the grounds to the White room.
I could hear music coming from the rooms above when I arrived. I quietly walked up the stairs to the White room, not wanting to disturb the class that was probably in session. Peering over the half wall at the top of the stairs and into the room I could hear Johnny's reassuring but slightly irritated voice coming from inside. "Don't worry" he assured, "you'll get it, but you've gotta hold your frame."
Watching him across the room, I felt like my heart would burst right then and there, I was so excited that I could barely contain myself. I wanted to run into the room and throw my arms around him and never let go. But instead I just stood there and watched as the lesson came to an end.
Johnny didn't see me standing at the stairs until the young lady he was instructing turned to leave the room. Our eyes locked and he gave me that sweet smile that I had missed so much, I could feel my eyes welling up with tears as I stepped into the room and he walked over to me. "Johnny!" I cried out, not able to contain my excitement any longer. My eyes were so filled with tears now that they stung and I could barely see. He wrapped his arms around my waist lifting me off the floor; it felt so good to be in his strong arms I never wanted to let go.
"Johnny, oh my god I've missed you so much, I lo..." I stopped myself short. I couldn't believe it, I had almost blurted out that I loved him. I mean, I did love him, or at least I thought I did, but we hadn't gone there yet. The "L" word hadn't escaped either of our lips in the 11 months that we'd been together. And I almost actually said it right then and there. Was I ready for that? Was he? My mind was racing, until finally I looked up at Johnny, I could see that he saw the worry on my face. He just smiled as he leaned over and began to kiss me, I felt my entire body finally relax, for what felt like the first time in months and I forgot all about what I had almost said.
"What are you doing here?" Johnny exclaimed, "I thought you weren't coming until tomorrow?"
"Well I convinced mom and daddy to leave a day early, I just couldn't wait any longer to see you." I replied.
"Your father actually agreed to come early just so that you could see me? I don't believe that."
"Well, I think my mom had a lot to do with it, she can be pretty persuasive when it comes to daddy."
Johnny and I chatted for a while, catching up on some of the events of the past couple of months, but old habits were quick to take over and before I knew it we were swaying in each other's arms to the soft music that Johnny had left playing in the background. Our reunion couldn't have been more perfect if I had planned it, but when my stomach started grumbling we decided to go and get something to eat. I was famished, I hadn't eaten anything all day long in anticipation of seeing him again, I just couldn't eat, I was much too excited.
They were serving dinner in the dining room when we arrived. I saw my mom, daddy and Lisa sitting across the room with Billy, who Lisa had caught up with at some point during the afternoon. I felt Johnny's hand tense up as he squeezed mine in hesitation to go and sit with them. "Come on," I said with a smile as I gave his hand a little squeeze and walked over to the table.
Daddy was surprisingly pleasant as he stood and made an extra space for Johnny and I at the table. Dinner was great, Billy and I chatted for most of it, just talking about all that had happened since the last time we had seen each other. He's so great, I was so happy for Lisa that she managed to find such a wonderful guy. But as much as I tried to enjoy sitting there with my family I couldn't stop thinking about how I would much rather go with Johnny back to his room so we could be alone.
Just before dessert was served Max Kellerman the owner of the resort came by to chat with daddy. "Hey there Doc!" Max exclaimed happily, "So glad to see you and your family back up on my mountain." He said it as though he owned the entire mountain. He'd aged a lot in the past year and I could tell that his heart bothered him a great deal.
I watched Max out of the corner of my eye as he glanced over at Johnny and Billy sitting at the table with us. It was a look that only said one thing, "what the hell does the help think they're doing sitting in a room that's meant for guests?" Just then my mom chimed in, "so Max, it looks like by inviting us up here last year you may have assisted in expanding our family a little." She smiled over at Johnny and then at Billy. Mom had always been much more accepting of Johnny than daddy was. She had always loved the way that he swept me off my feet last summer, and how romantic it was.
Max seemed a little surprised at my mothers comment, but still managed a response, "Oh.... oh, yes, it certainly does look that way doesn't it?"
"Maybe we'll have a double wedding on our hands in the near future" my mother could barely contain her joy as the word "wedding" escaped her lips. Its funny how different people are, my mom couldn't be happier for Lisa and I, we had found love and happiness and that was all she wanted for us. But daddy on the other hand, he just wanted us to go to law school or medical school and not worry about trivial things like love and happiness until we were well into our 40's.
Anyways, I could tell that not much had changed for Max since last year, he had never really liked Johnny much but I guess he couldn't deny that he was the most talented dancer that he'd ever seen. That's what saved Johnny's job last year after that whole fiasco with the Schumacher's and the stolen wallets. After Max fired Johnny and then he returned to perform the final dance with me, Max couldn't help but be impressed. Besides, at the end of the evening everyone had such a wonderful time that the praises were pouring into Max about how wonderful Johnny and I had been and that they couldn't wait to return next year to see what we had arranged for the show. I think the icing on the cake was when my father (of all people) took Max aside and told him he thought Johnny deserved another chance. There really wasn't any other choice for Max but to give Johnny his job back.
As we got up to leave the dinner table I noticed that bus boy that I had met earlier, Christian, across the room looking my way, I smiled and gave a little nod in his direction as Johnny and I left. We went straight back to his room. I was so glad to finally be alone with him it had felt like forever.
Johnny walked to the record player and put on some music for us. For several minutes it seemed as though we didn't know what to say to each other, it had been a while since we were together last. But then a familiar song played on the record player; it was "Cry to Me," the song that was playing the first time we made love, and somehow that seemed to break the tension of the moment as Johnny walked over and reached out his hand to me. I took it and stood up, we began to dance together like not a day had gone by, I pressed my body close to his and we were like one, two people moving in one fluid motion. He began to kiss my neck all over and I his. I could feel my heart racing faster and faster as he picked me up and I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist. He carried me over to the bed and before I knew it there was a pile of clothes on the floor.