152 Potmarks on his face!

A/N: Hey guys! Thanks for all the great reviews! You're sweet! Uhh, yeah so here's another one…

"So he didn't answer the question!" Vaughn exclaimed. Vaughn and Sydney were seated on the patio of CPK discussing her "friend's" latest email.

"Yes, he did! He knew exactly what I was up to. Which is just like him," Sydney countered.

"But he didn't answer the question. Did he," Vaughn pressed. Sydney rolled her eyes.

"No"

"Well maybe he's fat," Vaughn suggested.

"I don't care about that."

"You don't care that he might be one of those guys who is so fat that he has to be lifted out of his house by a crane?" Vaughn said laughing.

"That is very unlikely," Sydney answered.

"So what's his handle?" Vaughn questioned. Sydney eyed him suspiciously and looked hesitant to answer. "Come on! It's not like I'm going to write him. Is that what you think," Vaughn assured her.

"HockeyFan23," she said quickly.

"HockeyFan23, 23…" Vaughn repeated.

"23, 23, he has 23 hairs left on his head. Or his SAT scores"

"The number of colleges he was accepted to."

"The number of moles he's had removed, meaning he has 23 potmarks on his face!" Vaughn said erupting into laughter.

"Hockeyfan23, his jersey number?" Sydney threw out. "No, that would be dumb." Vaughn looked a little hurt but recovered quickly. They went on for a while throwing ideas of the number 23 back and forth and then moved on to each other their likes and dislikes. When they finished eating, Vaughn refused to let Sydney pay and he signed the receipt and they walked out of the restaurant.

"Well that was fun," Vaughn said.

"Yes it was," Sydney replied.

"Want to do it again, say, Friday? At Joey's Pizza?" Vaughn asked.

"Yeah sure, that sounds good," Sydney answered. "See you then!" And she walked off towards her car. Vaughn watched her as she got into her car and drove away before starting towards his own SUV and hopping in.

Sydney walked into her apartment with a huge smile on her face. Vaughn could be so funny sometimes. She definitely looking forward to Joey's on Friday. Joey's. That was the place where her friend had stood her up. Sydney's smile faded. This whole friendship thing with Vaughn was starting to get complicated. Everything about Vaughn made her want to smile. He was so quick and he had a smile that made her weak sometimes. She was really starting to like him like really starting to like him, but at the same time she had these feelings for her mysterious internet pen pal. What am I going to do?

Just then Francie walked in from the restaurant.

"Hey, Syd, what's up?" her roommate asked.

"Oh nothing," she answered with a sigh. Any best friend could see right through that answer. Francie put her stuff down and then plopped down on the couch next to Sydney. She gave her the, am-I-supposed-to-buy-that look until Sydney finally conceded.

"It's Vaughn," she said with a sigh.

"Vaughn? Who is that?" Francie said.

"Oh, well Michael, the guy from the bank that was here the other day."

"Oh yeah the hot guy," Francie exclaimed. "What about him."

"Well, I used to really not like him at all, but ever since that day he came by we've been hanging out a lot and now I realize just how great he really is. But then at the same time, I still have HockeyFan whom I've been talking to forever and I definitely have feelings for him. Even though I've never met him. I'm just totally confused," Sydney said with a sigh.

"Hmm, wow this is an interesting situation," Francie pointed out. "Well I wouldn't worry too much until you actually meet internet guy. Cuz you know some people can be totally different online than they are in real life."

"Yeah I guess. I'll just have to wait and see what happens"

"Don't worry, it will all be just fine! Hey Will is coming over later do you want to rent some movies and just hang out?"

"Yeah that sounds great! You wanna go to the store?"

"For sure, but let me go change and freshen up first," Francie answered as she bounced off to her bedroom. Sydney walked to her own room to check her mail before she went out.

Vaughn walked into his apartment feeling very proud of himself. His plan was working out perfectly. Sydney was becoming his friend, and he had fallen even more in love with her than he had before. He loved everything about her. Her smile, her laugh, the way she looked when she recounted stories about her and her friends the way she …well everything.

Now for the final touch, he thought as he signed onto his computer and began to write a very important email.

To: AliceinWonderland

From: HockeyFan23

Subject: (none)

Ok, how about we meet Friday? At the pier at 3:00, I'll have my dog Donovan with me.

Vaughn leaned back in his chair and re-read his words. Well here goes nothing, he thought as he pressed the send button.