Once again I don't own any of the original Dirty Dancing characters, I do
however own Christian and Tanner.
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Thank you very much to the people that have 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. I haven't had too many reviews yet, but I'm hopeful that if I keep updating some more people will take an interest. And if not then I just hope those of you that are reading already will enjoy what I add. Thanks again!
Chapter 7
The next morning I woke up early and went down to the dining room with Mom, Daddy and Lisa for breakfast. We sat at a table along the back wall near the window and Daddy seemed so happy that his girls were sitting down to breakfast with him. I couldn't blame him though, I mean, after all he hadn't seen much of either one of us since we'd been at Kellerman's.
"So Baby, Lisa, what do you two have planned for today?" he asked as he sipped his coffee.
Before we even had a chance to answer him daddy went on, "you're mother and I are planning to play some tennis and then have lunch together, we'd like you to join us." He didn't say it like a question; it was more like a polite order.
Lisa and I just looked at each other and as we both prepared to protest daddy chimed in cutting us both off "Great! We'll head out to the court right after breakfast." He had a smug look of satisfaction of his face as he sat there eating his bacon and eggs. Lisa and I just sat there in silence, quietly accepting our defeat.
Just as we were finishing our meal Billy came up to the table, "Hey baby," he smiled at Lisa as he leaned over and gave her a good morning kiss. Lisa ran her fingers though his light brown slightly wavy hair as they kissed rather inappropriately at the table. After several moments that somehow felt like an eternity I gave her a kick under the table.
Startled, Lisa jumped, "Baby!" she shouted as she and Billy separated. I just sat there smiling like I had done nothing.
"Good morning Billy," my mother smiled over at him.
"Mornin' Maam" Billy nodded, "so what are you lovely ladies up to this fine day?"
As Lisa was about to respond, Daddy chimed in quickly cutting her off, "The girls are joining their mother and I for some tennis and lunch later on."
"Oh," Billy sounded a little surprised, "well that's great, have fun." He gave Lisa a little peck on the cheek and walked away.
"Daddy!" Lisa's voice was loud and very irritated, "Daddy how could you?" Our father just looked at her with a stern glare as he wiped the remaining egg off of his plate with his last scrap of toast. I knew there was no point in arguing with daddy when he was like this, so I just sat there quietly drinking my orange juice.
As the day progressed I couldn't stop thinking about what I'd heard the night before about Kellerman's closing down, I just couldn't believe it. I wondered for a moment if that was what Christian had almost told me the other day; I suppose it was understandable that he wouldn't want to be spreading rumors to any of the guests. But I knew that there just had to be a way to save it, but what?
Suddenly while standing out on the tennis court with my family I realized that I had the answer, "Daddy, I need your help!" I blurted the words out so fast that I barely understood what I had said.
"Baby, what's the matter?" My father asked with complete concern.
"I... I can't te..." I stopped as I realized that I had almost said that I couldn't tell him. What was wrong with me? A year ago I could tell my father anything and now it seemed like I was saying it all the time.
Daddy just stood there looking at me, he had a look of disappointment on his face that told me he knew what I was going to say. Not wanting to say that I couldn't tell him again I opted just to back out of the conversation all together, "Um, never mind daddy, it's nothing."
I didn't want daddy going to Max and telling him that we all knew about his business problems, even if daddy could help Max financially, I knew that telling him would just get Johnny, Penny and Tanner into trouble and not help anything at all.
After our family tennis match the four of us went to the dining room for lunch, I didn't feel much like eating; I just couldn't get the thought of Kellerman's closing out of my head. I sat there at the table just staring out the window not speaking at all. By the time Daddy had finished his meal I think he had given up on his idea of a nice family day together. I was practically catatonic staring out the window and Lisa hadn't stopped arguing with him all day about not being able to spend the day with Billy.
Finally Daddy just stood up from the table and with a little sigh turned and walked away. My mother looked sternly and both Lisa and I as she said, "Girls, would you please give your father a break, he's still getting used to the idea of you two growing up and away from him. The least you could do is act like your happy to spend some time as a family, after all he is your father and he loves you."
"But Ma," Lisa began to protest, "it's not that we don't want to spend time with daddy, bit don't you think it would mean more to him if it was genuine, like if we chose to spend time with him on our own as opposed to being forced?"
"Yes, yes I do think that would mean more to him, but in the last year have either of you made any effort at all?"
Lisa and I had no reply, mom was right, between school, my occasional babysitting job and Johnny I hadn't made time for much else and I know that Lisa hadn't either.
"We'll try harder from now on Ma," I heard myself saying the words but in my mind I had my fingers crossed with little to no intention to following through on my hollow promise.
My mother smiled over at me, "Good, I'm glad to hear it. I'll see you girls later." She stood and left the table.
Before I had a chance to stand up Lisa elbowed me in the side as she almost shrieked, "Thanks a lot Baby, now we're going to have to make time for daddy." I could hear the annoyance in her voice as she grabbed the flower out of the tiny vase on the table, busted the stem off, slipped it in her hair and proceeded to walk away.
I just sat there for a moment a little stunned; I hadn't seen the old Lisa in quite a while. Ever since she and Billy had gotten together he seemed to be rubbing off on her. She had seemed to be softening and becoming a little less self centered. But apparently she hadn't changed all that much, the same old Lisa was still hiding inside and had just reared her ugly head right there at the table.
After lunch I could feel, what I can only describe as the dancing bug start to creep up on me. I was skipping around and couldn't manage to walk without a spring in my step. I felt like I would explode if I didn't hear some music and let loose for a while, so I headed up to the dance studios hoping to find one empty that I could use. I walked quietly down the hallway trying not to be noticed, there was music coming from almost every room that I passed.
Finally when I reached the end of the long narrow hallway I found one room that wasn't in use. I quietly went inside and closed the door behind me. There was no need to click the light on, as there were windows on almost every wall, which flooded the room with light.
I could tell that this room must not get used very often because the rays of sunshine coming through the windows were saturated with dust. There was a small bench in the back corner of the room and next to it was a table with a record player resting on top.
I walked across the room to the stack of records that were neatly piled on the floor near the bench and proceeded to go through then. I soon came to one that caught my eye, it was Mickey and Sylvia – Love is Strange, my mind was instantly transported back to last summer as I stood there humming the tune to the song that I knew all to well. I brushed my hand over its shiny black surface to get some of the dust off and noticed a large scratch running long one side. Someone must have taken the needle off in a careless hurry.
Interested to see if it still worked I placed the small black disc on the turntable and gently laid the needle on top. The song began to play immediately and I couldn't help but smile to myself as I stood there all alone. Before I knew it I was dancing around the room, Cha-Chaing all alone. With my eyes closed I moved effortlessly around the small dusty dance studio just enjoying the music, when suddenly I felt someone's hand's clasp mine. Assuming that it was Johnny I kept my eyes closed just enjoying the moment with him as he led me around the room. After several moments I looked up and was shocked by what I saw.
Please review, I LOVE reviews, it makes my day when someone has something to say about what I've written (good or bad). 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 that have 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. I haven't had too many reviews yet, but I'm hopeful that if I keep updating some more people will take an interest. And if not then I just hope those of you that are reading already will enjoy what I add. Thanks again!
Chapter 7
The next morning I woke up early and went down to the dining room with Mom, Daddy and Lisa for breakfast. We sat at a table along the back wall near the window and Daddy seemed so happy that his girls were sitting down to breakfast with him. I couldn't blame him though, I mean, after all he hadn't seen much of either one of us since we'd been at Kellerman's.
"So Baby, Lisa, what do you two have planned for today?" he asked as he sipped his coffee.
Before we even had a chance to answer him daddy went on, "you're mother and I are planning to play some tennis and then have lunch together, we'd like you to join us." He didn't say it like a question; it was more like a polite order.
Lisa and I just looked at each other and as we both prepared to protest daddy chimed in cutting us both off "Great! We'll head out to the court right after breakfast." He had a smug look of satisfaction of his face as he sat there eating his bacon and eggs. Lisa and I just sat there in silence, quietly accepting our defeat.
Just as we were finishing our meal Billy came up to the table, "Hey baby," he smiled at Lisa as he leaned over and gave her a good morning kiss. Lisa ran her fingers though his light brown slightly wavy hair as they kissed rather inappropriately at the table. After several moments that somehow felt like an eternity I gave her a kick under the table.
Startled, Lisa jumped, "Baby!" she shouted as she and Billy separated. I just sat there smiling like I had done nothing.
"Good morning Billy," my mother smiled over at him.
"Mornin' Maam" Billy nodded, "so what are you lovely ladies up to this fine day?"
As Lisa was about to respond, Daddy chimed in quickly cutting her off, "The girls are joining their mother and I for some tennis and lunch later on."
"Oh," Billy sounded a little surprised, "well that's great, have fun." He gave Lisa a little peck on the cheek and walked away.
"Daddy!" Lisa's voice was loud and very irritated, "Daddy how could you?" Our father just looked at her with a stern glare as he wiped the remaining egg off of his plate with his last scrap of toast. I knew there was no point in arguing with daddy when he was like this, so I just sat there quietly drinking my orange juice.
As the day progressed I couldn't stop thinking about what I'd heard the night before about Kellerman's closing down, I just couldn't believe it. I wondered for a moment if that was what Christian had almost told me the other day; I suppose it was understandable that he wouldn't want to be spreading rumors to any of the guests. But I knew that there just had to be a way to save it, but what?
Suddenly while standing out on the tennis court with my family I realized that I had the answer, "Daddy, I need your help!" I blurted the words out so fast that I barely understood what I had said.
"Baby, what's the matter?" My father asked with complete concern.
"I... I can't te..." I stopped as I realized that I had almost said that I couldn't tell him. What was wrong with me? A year ago I could tell my father anything and now it seemed like I was saying it all the time.
Daddy just stood there looking at me, he had a look of disappointment on his face that told me he knew what I was going to say. Not wanting to say that I couldn't tell him again I opted just to back out of the conversation all together, "Um, never mind daddy, it's nothing."
I didn't want daddy going to Max and telling him that we all knew about his business problems, even if daddy could help Max financially, I knew that telling him would just get Johnny, Penny and Tanner into trouble and not help anything at all.
After our family tennis match the four of us went to the dining room for lunch, I didn't feel much like eating; I just couldn't get the thought of Kellerman's closing out of my head. I sat there at the table just staring out the window not speaking at all. By the time Daddy had finished his meal I think he had given up on his idea of a nice family day together. I was practically catatonic staring out the window and Lisa hadn't stopped arguing with him all day about not being able to spend the day with Billy.
Finally Daddy just stood up from the table and with a little sigh turned and walked away. My mother looked sternly and both Lisa and I as she said, "Girls, would you please give your father a break, he's still getting used to the idea of you two growing up and away from him. The least you could do is act like your happy to spend some time as a family, after all he is your father and he loves you."
"But Ma," Lisa began to protest, "it's not that we don't want to spend time with daddy, bit don't you think it would mean more to him if it was genuine, like if we chose to spend time with him on our own as opposed to being forced?"
"Yes, yes I do think that would mean more to him, but in the last year have either of you made any effort at all?"
Lisa and I had no reply, mom was right, between school, my occasional babysitting job and Johnny I hadn't made time for much else and I know that Lisa hadn't either.
"We'll try harder from now on Ma," I heard myself saying the words but in my mind I had my fingers crossed with little to no intention to following through on my hollow promise.
My mother smiled over at me, "Good, I'm glad to hear it. I'll see you girls later." She stood and left the table.
Before I had a chance to stand up Lisa elbowed me in the side as she almost shrieked, "Thanks a lot Baby, now we're going to have to make time for daddy." I could hear the annoyance in her voice as she grabbed the flower out of the tiny vase on the table, busted the stem off, slipped it in her hair and proceeded to walk away.
I just sat there for a moment a little stunned; I hadn't seen the old Lisa in quite a while. Ever since she and Billy had gotten together he seemed to be rubbing off on her. She had seemed to be softening and becoming a little less self centered. But apparently she hadn't changed all that much, the same old Lisa was still hiding inside and had just reared her ugly head right there at the table.
After lunch I could feel, what I can only describe as the dancing bug start to creep up on me. I was skipping around and couldn't manage to walk without a spring in my step. I felt like I would explode if I didn't hear some music and let loose for a while, so I headed up to the dance studios hoping to find one empty that I could use. I walked quietly down the hallway trying not to be noticed, there was music coming from almost every room that I passed.
Finally when I reached the end of the long narrow hallway I found one room that wasn't in use. I quietly went inside and closed the door behind me. There was no need to click the light on, as there were windows on almost every wall, which flooded the room with light.
I could tell that this room must not get used very often because the rays of sunshine coming through the windows were saturated with dust. There was a small bench in the back corner of the room and next to it was a table with a record player resting on top.
I walked across the room to the stack of records that were neatly piled on the floor near the bench and proceeded to go through then. I soon came to one that caught my eye, it was Mickey and Sylvia – Love is Strange, my mind was instantly transported back to last summer as I stood there humming the tune to the song that I knew all to well. I brushed my hand over its shiny black surface to get some of the dust off and noticed a large scratch running long one side. Someone must have taken the needle off in a careless hurry.
Interested to see if it still worked I placed the small black disc on the turntable and gently laid the needle on top. The song began to play immediately and I couldn't help but smile to myself as I stood there all alone. Before I knew it I was dancing around the room, Cha-Chaing all alone. With my eyes closed I moved effortlessly around the small dusty dance studio just enjoying the music, when suddenly I felt someone's hand's clasp mine. Assuming that it was Johnny I kept my eyes closed just enjoying the moment with him as he led me around the room. After several moments I looked up and was shocked by what I saw.