DISCLAIMER: SEE CH 1. I ain't writing these every time.
Ari waited inside to be sure Shannon was gone. She opened the door slowly and peered around. He was no where in sight. As she made her way to the training room, someone snuck up behind her and covered her eyes. "Guess who, Arianna Michelle." Ari gasped. The only person who called her by her full first name was a certain neighbor who she had known since she could barely walk. She elbowed him in the ribs.
"You shouldn't do that to people, Michael. It could get you hurt." She turned around to give the Heart Break Kid a hug. She had missed him. She poked him in the chest. "Your hands smell like roses. What have you been up to?" Michael was always doing something.
"Well, I guess you could say I found out about a certain new diva and had to get her something." He covered her eyes. "Now, let me show you." He led her to his locker room. He sat her down and began to rummage through his bag of stuff and produced a small bottle. He tiptoed over to her and opened the bottle. He held it beneath her nose.
"Shawn, is that?" She pulled off her blindfold. It was her favorite perfume. Rose. The exact same perfume she had worn when they had met. She set the bottle down and enveloped Michael in a big hug.
"Ya know, if I didn't like you so much, I would kill you for sneaking up on me like that. But I guess this makes up for it. How did you remember?" Ari turned to face Michael, who was closing the bottle. "Well, I remember when you were 17, I took you and that Josh kid to your high school prom and all I could smell was roses. I remember you saying you loved the smell of the perfume, but you couldn't afford to keep buying it. I was going to give it to you for your birthday, but I think now is a better time." Michael kissed Ari on the cheek. "Now, my quote unquote sister, tell me what you're doing here exactly." Ari smiled.
"Well, Meg and Lizzy decided they were going to set up an interview for me here, so then I come here, dressed in all black, and sit for a bit in Vinnie Mac's office. Not before meeting my new crush." Ari began to stare off into space. A shake from Michael brought her back.
"So who is the little worm?" "Well, Mr. Hickenbottom," Michael cringed. "His name is Shannon, and he is a real sweet heart. Unlike someone who goes around calling perfectly nice people worms. I should tell his buddy Matt. You could probably use a dose of Mattitude. Maybe a little Shannitude for dessert." Ari smiled and pushed Michael off of the bench he was sitting on. He stood up. "I think you have watched a little too much Smackdown! And what the hell is Shannitude?" Ari sighed. "It's my nickname for the feeling of peace and strength that he passes on to his Mooreons through word and deed. He is an excellent role model. He can take a hit, and isn't afraid of what he believes in. Even though the writers had him being all stupid around Matt and stuff." Arianna smoothed her skirt. "Now if you would be so kind as to walk me back to my locker room. I have a debut to prepare for."
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