"Paige?" Phoebe gently knocked on her sister's bedroom door waiting for her to answer. Piper and Prue were by her side, eager to talk to her. They were leaving P3 when they saw Weiss kissing Paige goodnight, but before they could ask her about it she had gone home.
"Come in." They opened the door to find Paige sitting at her dressing table, brushing her hair. She smiled at them through the mirror. Piper playfully pushed Phoebe into the room, jumping onto the bed, her legs in the air behind her. Prue and Phoebe lay beside her on the bed, all three of them looking at Paige.
"So, what's the deal with you and Eric?" Prue asked, doing the older sister routine of looking out for her sister. Paige spun round on the chair, not expecting to see all three of them watching her intently. Her cheeks coloured as she realized that she was the centre of attention; something that she didn't want to be right not.
"What do you mean?" She replied coolly. Phoebe glanced at Prue, her eyebrows raised. They all knew that she was avoiding answering their questions, which made them think that there was even more to the story about her and Weiss.
"Don't answer a question with a question!" Piper joked, causing Paige to glare at her.
"We're talking about the kiss that Mr Weiss gave you as you were leaving the club. And we're not talking casual peck on the cheek kiss here so spill."
"Mr Weiss?" Prue laughed at Phoebe, earning her a slap on her arm.
"Nevermind that! I wanna here what's going on with you two…" Phoebe silenced her older sister and focussed all her attention back on Paige.
"Ok, I guess you could say that we're dating!" She shrugged, not wanting to make a big deal out of it. She stood up, putting on some lip balm and sat on the other end of the bed. Her sister's sat up, turning around to face her, huge smiles on all their faces.
"Oh, my, God. Since when?" Piper asked the question that was on all their minds.
"We've been kinda hanging out for a couple of days but we officially started dating tonight." Paige couldn't help but smile. Her life was going great. She had three sisters who loved her more than life itself, an amazing group of friends, and now a boyfriend. She didn't think that she could be any happier if she tried.
Piper and Phoebe squealed, clapping their hands infront of them.
Prue looked at them, and rolled her eyes. "What are you guys doing?"
Piper and Phoebe looked at each other and shrugged. "We're happy for her!"
Laughing aloud, Prue shook her head. "Well then give her a hug, buy her a gift or something. Don't act like she just won an Academy Award!"
Paige couldn't help but laugh at her sisters. She was quite happy that the conversation had steered away from her and that they were now talking about a different topic.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, the comedienne of the night Prue Halliwell." Phoebe waved her hands towards Prue, a smirk on her face. "Piper have you been teaching our dear sister some of your sarcastic jokes?"
Piper shook her head, her hands raised infront of her as if she were surrendering. "I'm sorry but I can't take credit for that one! She learnt that one all by herself." Glaring at Piper, Prue folded her arms infront of her chest, a smile threatening to creep onto her face.
They finally took Prue's advice, and walked over to Paige who was standing in the middle of the room. Throwing their arms around her neck they hugged her and told her how happy they were for her. Prue watched them from the bed and started to feel left out.
"Hey, make room for me!" She jumped up off the bed and walked over to them and joined in the embrace.
Sydney was sat in bed watching the T.V when her mom knocked on the door and came into the room. Picking up the remote, Sydney smiled at her mother and tossed the remote control back onto the bed.
"How were The Goo Goo Dolls?" Irina asked, sitting on the edge of her daughter's bed. She had stayed in all night, her mind racing with thoughts of Jack and the situation that they were in. It was only made worse when he had called, but she had luckily managed to dodge any questions about them.
"They were amazing! I had so much fun!" Sydney beamed, taking out the elastic out of her hair, letting it fall loosely over her pillows.
"That's good. Listen," Sydney grew worried, any conversation that her mother started with the word 'listen' did not end well. "Your father called this evening, and he wants us to go to dinner tomorrow night."
Sydney slowly nodded. Dinner with her parents didn't sound too bad. After all they used to do it all the time before they got divorced, she was sure that she could survive another one. "Sounds good." She smiled at her mother, her face telling Sydney that that wasn't the end.
"He wants Michael to come too…" Irina drew in a breath, watching her daughter's eyes grow wider.
"I'm sorry, what?" Did I just hear right? My father wants to have dinner with me and Vaughn?
"Your father wants to meet the guy that his daughter is dating! I know that we both teach him, so we know him as his teacher. But we want to get to know him as your parents." Irina tried to make her understand. She knew the minute that Jack suggested dinner that she would have a hard time convincing Sydney.
Sydney shook her head and sat up straight, folding her legs infront of her. "Yeah you I don't mind meeting him. I just don't want dad too! Do you not remember the time Danny had dinner with us?" Sydney asked.
Irina sighed and nodded. The whole night had been a disaster. Dinner was like an interrogation, Jack asked question after question, never seeming pleased with any of the answers that he was getting. And to top it all off, at the end of the evening Jack had not to kindly informed Danny that if he so much as touches Sydney, he'll be unable to have children for the rest of his life. Needless to say, Sydney and Danny didn't go on another date for at least two months after that.
"Look, I know your father can come off a little strong at times," Sydney laughed at her mother. Talk about stating the obvious. "But I'll talk to him. I promise he'll behave himself. Ok?"
Sydney stared down at the flowers on her bed quilt, considering what her mother had said. She sighed and finally gave him. "Ok, but you best control him!"
"I will." Irina smiled, relieved that she had managed to convince her daughter.
Sydney ate her fries, her head resting on her hand. She wasn't looking forward to dinner, looking at her watch she realised it was only 7 hours away.
"Is everything ok hon?" Piper asked, waving her hand infront of Sydney's face bringing her back from her trance.
"What? Oh yeah I'm great!" She smiled but no one was convinced by her act. "Ok so maybe everything's not ok…" She shrugged, taking another fry and tossing it into her mouth.
"My dad wants me and Michael to have dinner with him tonight!" She looked up from her plate of fries and sighed.
"Ooh, dinner with the parents eh?" Cole commented from the other end of the table.
"You could call it that." Sydney nodded and smiled.
Phoebe picked up her bottle of water and unscrewed the cap, discarding it on the table. "Well what did Michael say when you told him?" Sydney looked over at the other side of the cafeteria to where Vaughn and Weiss were sat.
"I haven't told him yet." She admitted scrunching her face up as she started to fell guilty for not saying anything to him.
"Sydney! Don't you think that you need to tell him? At least that way he has time to prepare."
She turned to face Will who was sitting next to her. "Prepare for what?" She asked, her face filled with confusion.
"To write his will, say goodbye to his loved ones, watch Moulin Rouge for one last time…" Francie quickly swallowed her drink and burst out laughing.
She raised her eyebrows and leaned towards him. "Moulin Rouge? If you were going to die you'd watch Moulin Rouge one last time?"
"Watch out Will…your cheeks are going a little rouge!" The whole table laughed at Piper's joke, but Will didn't find it funny. He picked up on of Sydney's chips and threw it at Piper, hitting her on the nose.
"For your information, Moulin Rouge is a great film. You'd be a fool for not watching it." He pulled tongues at them all, and continued to eat deciding that he wasn't going to add anything else to the discussion.
"Can you not just tell you dad that you can't go? Tell him that you're ill or have a huge assignment to finish for tomorrow."
Sydney considered what Prue was saying. No if I don't go tonight, he'll just arrange it for another night! She glanced over at Michael, and found herself mesmerised by his smile. He was laughing at something that Weiss was saying to him, and Sydney had never seen him looking so cute.
"I can't lie to my father. We're just gonna have to go." She took a sip of her soda. "But what if after dinner he breaks up with me?" Everyone on the table stopped what they were doing and looked up at her.
"Ok, and why would Vaughn be dumping you after dinner?" Piper asked, throwing her hands out infront of her. Sydney was one of her best friends, but Piper had to admit that at times she did say some of the most random things.
"You know what happened after Danny met my father. He wouldn't come near me for two months, and we'd already been together for four. But I've only been with Michael for just over a week, and I know that my dad's gonna freak him out!"
Francie hugged her friend. "Honey, Michael is not going to dump you. You are both gonna go to dinner and everything will be fine. Ok?" Sydney nodded her doubts still in her mind. "Now get your ass over there and tell him what you guys are doing tonight!" Sydney managed a fake smile and stood up, crossing the distance between their two tables.
Coming up behind him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek. "Hi." She smiled at him and then at Weiss.
"Hey you."
Sydney took a deep breath, preparing herself for what she was about to do. "Can I talk to you?"
He nodded and stood up, walking away from the table with her. "What's up?" He asked, growing worried by the expression on her face.
"Do you have any plans tonight?"
"No, why?"
"Well erm…my father wants us to have dinner with him and my mom." She was shocked to see Vaughn smile, and nod.
"Yeah that sound's great." He leaned forward and placed a chaste kiss on her lips.
"It does?" She was unsure that she'd heard him properly. He actually wants to have dinner with my father? What is wrong with him?
"Yeah! Why did you think I was going to say no or something?" He asked a small smile on his lips.
"Yeah something like that." She sighed, relieved that he finally knew. Now if only we can get through the actual dinner.
Vaughn sat back down with Weiss as Sydney went off to cheerleading practise with the girls.
"So what was all that about?" Weiss gave him a curious look.
"She just wanted to see if I was free to have dinner with her father tonight." Vaughn took another bite of his sandwich, not thinking that his plans with Sydney were any big deal. But judging by Weiss's face he was wrong.
"And you said yes?"
He put down his sandwich and leaned back in his chair. "Yes why?" He was beginning to get confused. First Sydney was acting all nervous about him having dinner with her family, and now Weiss was acting like Vaughn had just committed a crime or something.
"Dude, have you met Jack Bristow?" Ah man, I still have so much more to teach him…
"Yes! He teaches me History each week. Why what's the big deal?" Vaughn just didn't get it. Why was everyone acting weird?
"Ok, we'll blame it on the fact that you haven't been in the school long. But prepare for another Kennedy High lesson…"
