A/N: Since I'm so fricking tired and spent most of the night thinking of how to do the chapter, here you all go! I'll have review responses will be up in a bit, then sleep:D But thanks for the reviews! Thank gosh I didn't get any tomatoes thrown at me ;)
Expect a chapter early weekend (Thursday if there's enough reviews!) But enjoy this!
Sydney looked through the racks to find the perfect dress to wear to Homecoming. After telling Francie and Nadia, they invited themselves along on the trip to find a dress for her.
She stepped into the living room, looking completely exhausted, sweat gathered on her forehead. She still tried to regain her breathing when she looked at the two people in the living room, Francie and Nadia.
"Syd, you run off ten pounds or something?" Francie asked with a grin.
"No," Sydney answered abruptly. "I ran with Danny. After that, I ran some more. I had to come home, I told Vaughn, and I didn't know he'd react like this."
"What did you tell Vaughn?" Nadia asked as Sydney fell onto the couch before she was able to collapse on the floor.
"That, I was going to Homecoming."
Francie and Nadia's interests peaked. "You're going with him!"
"No, I'm going with Danny."
The other two just sat there in shock.
Since then, a week had passed, and Nadia and Francie were their chipper selves. Even though they felt bad for Michael, Sydney had a life, and she was going with Danny, since Michael decided to wait too long.
"This one...Wow!" Francie said, showing a white strapless dress to the sisters. "Try it on, now," She ordered, thrusting the dress into Sydney's arms. Sydney just gave her a look before going off to the dressing room, coming out a minute later.
"You sure?" Sydney asked, looking down at the dress. She didn't like the way it fit on her.
"Never mind, bad impression," Francie mumbled as she shoved Sydney back into the small dressing room.
Sydney came back out, searching through the dresses once again. A certain dress caught her eye, and she snatched it and ran into the room before Francie or Nadia could stop her.
"Oh great, she'll only trust her choices now," Francie joked as Nadia just smirked, both waiting for Sydney to emerge.
Sydney came out a few minutes later, and both Francie and Nadia stood there, shocked. She wore a strapless lime dress. She turned to the side, showing off her defined legs, especially her left leg, in which the dress cut up to her thigh. The dress broke off into multiple layers when reaching her ankles, giving a great flared effect.
Francie and Nadia stood there, speechless, mouths open in appreciation at Sydney's choice. Finally, after moments of awe, Francie decided to speak up. "Sydney, I'm never ever going to choose a dress for you again, this...It's absolutely beautiful on you!"
"Same," The only word Nadia could squeak out. Sydney blushed furiously at the comment.
"Now let's find some shoes for these," Francie said as Sydney went back into the room to change back into her normal clothes. She came back out a minute later; dress draped over her left arm, and within an instant Francie was pulling her over to the shoes section.
Sydney was first to find a dazzling pair of shoes, a heel that was two and a half inches high, hopefully not able to kill her feet for the night. They were silver, the straps decorated in rhinestones, fitted with an ankle coil.
"Nadia, Francie, get your asses over here and check these out!"
In seconds, both girls were at Sydney's side, as she showed them both the shoes. Once again awe took over the two.
"Syd, I think I need your shopping sense," Francie blurted out as Sydney tried on the shoes.
"What do you think?" Sydney asked with a grin as she stood up, placing the dress to her body.
"I think every guy at Homecoming will be drooling like fools over you, besides our two," Nadia pointed out, and then broke into a full-on smile.
"Right, stop trying to make me feel oh-so special. But, Fran, did you schedule the hair appointment?" Sydney asked, changing the subject quickly before she was fully embarrassed.
"Yep, and nails too. You know me, sweetie, I called in two weeks ago," Francie grinned as Sydney took the shoes off and slipped into her sandals.
"Lets get this paid for," Sydney said as the three began to walk towards the checkout.
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Spirit Week rolled around Carrington High two days later, and moods were brightened, especially since homework wasn't piled every night for each student. For Michael Vaughn, this week meant torture. Besides having to deal with girls flocking him every single minute, he had to be with Sydney every class.
"Okay, buddy; you know what I'm going to do?" Weiss asked as he stuffed himself with pizza.
"What's that?" Michael responded.
"I'm gonna set up a line after school today, the 'Who Wants to Be Michael Vaughn's Homecoming Date' tryout type thing."
Michael choked on his food and erupted into laughter. "I swear if you even dare to do that today I will kill you."
"Why?" Eric could only grin. "It's Wednesday, dude, Homecoming is Saturday, and you are going."
"Yes, sir," Michael smirked. "Anything else, Weiss?"
"Yes, meet me by my locker after school today, got it?"
"Yep."
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"Okay, ladies, you are here for a once in a lifetime opportunity," Eric announced to the many girls that were in line. He wasn't joking what he said about doing this for Michael, and within the time of lunch and the end of school, he organized the whole thing, told everyone he knew. The news spread pretty fast, especially since there were about forty girls waiting. "To go to Homecoming with Michael Vaughn."
"The hottest guy alive!" One girl added in, in which many whistled and laughed their approvals.
"Yeah, whatever, I'm a guy so I don't express that kind of feeling," Weiss continued on, trying to ignore the catcalls that followed. "Let's get started with this."
A half hour into the 'Go to Homecoming with Michael Vaughn' contest, Sydney walked up from her ending her practice with cross country, looking on as Michael and Weiss proceeded to talk with a line of girls. She walked up to Weiss, earning some hated looks from the girls.
"Back of the line if you want him," One of the girls said as she waited.
"Him?" She laughed, pointing to Eric. She grabbed Eric by the arm, shoving him away from the line.
"Hi Syd," He said nervously, showing an obvious fake smile.
"What's all this?" She asked, pointing to the line and Michael.
"Oh, it's something I'm doing for Mike. He told me awhile ago he didn't have anyone to take for Homecoming, so I set this up. A lot more showed earlier, but the line just keeps on going."
Sydney cringed inwardly, not believing what Weiss had done, but also because she was one of the people to blame. She could end the whole charade right now, taking Michael away and give him a mind-staggering kiss to end all of the drama. But then, the drama would just begin, since she was going with Danny to the dance. Not like they were an official couple or anything, just a date to the dance.
A date. One dance. No harm done, right?
She growled, casting a glance to the line once again, seeing the all too familiar cheerleaders now in it. "I think I hate myself."
Eric gave her a look, trying to register what she said. "Uh, repeat that, please?"
"Eric, if I what I should have done, said no to Danny, or make Michael ask me before Danny did, none of this would be happening, and it would all be happily ever after," She spat out, sarcasm flowing through her voice.
"Sydney, ah gosh, just a second," Weiss sighed, walking over to some of the girls that were now surrounding Michael. "Okay, now, one at a time, do you people get the point?" The death glares he got were his response. "I swear," He started to mumble out a string of curse words as the line finally started up again, and decided to moderate the whole thing.
"That's it," She growled to herself, seeing a certain blonde she was never fond of, her name was Alice. A sunny and cheery personality to every guy she met, a cold bitch to every girl, except her cheerleading pals. And the thing Sydney hated most about her that she thought she ruled the school, telling all of her friends she was going to be Homecoming Queen, even though she was only a junior. Sydney walked over to Eric and Michael, grabbing the latter by his arm.
"Excuse me!" Alice hissed. "You better wait in line."
"Shut the hell up," Sydney shot at her, before turning to Michael. "What in the hell are you doing, listening to Weiss?"
Michael could only stand there, looking at her. "Well, I have been looking for a date, and I've failed miserably, so this was a last resort."
"Wonderful," Sydney sighed, looking at Eric before back at Michael. "Have fun with this."
"Syd, wait!" Michael yelled, but Sydney was already walking off to her car. He looked to Alice and sighed, continuing with the torture session.
"Name?" Weiss asked to another blonde, not Alice, and they all were relieved at that fact.
"Lauren Reed," The girl said, sighing at the whole process.
"Mike, Lauren, one minute, go," Eric said as they exchanged greetings. First he was casual with Michael doing all the introductions, but since an hour had passed by, he had gotten annoyed at the vast amount of girls wanting to be Michael's date.
"So, you a senior?" Michael asked absentmindedly, forgetting how many times he asked that question to others.
"Yeah, dateless, not the greatest thing in the world. Just came to the United States when I was a junior, during the middle of the year, but I guess I was blessed because the first person I met was Sydney Bristow."
Michael's interest peaked immediately at her name. "Me too, during the summer I came here from France."
"I guess you have an advantage, then," Lauren said with a smile. "Never a good thing to come to a new school during the year."
"Had to do that once, I know how it feels. So, you know Sydney?" He asked, trying to change the subject to something, or someone else he knew.
"Yeah, we're friends. But we haven't talked that much lately, with homework, and her in cross country, and my dad is trying to force all this government stuff on me. He's the Senator."
"Oh, that must be fun," Michael showed a grin before he saw Weiss approaching. "Nice meeting you, Lauren," He said, extending his hand.
She noticed Eric and shook his hand, a smile on her face. "You too, Michael."
"Okay, time's up, next person," Weiss said as Lauren smiled, nodding her head briefly before walking away.
"Weiss, we're done," Michael said as he chased after Lauren, gently grabbing her arm when he reached her. The sudden hand on her arm caused her to turn and look into his eyes. "Would you like to go to Homecoming with me? But, just as friends." He asked while letting go of her arm.
"Yeah," She smiled. "I have to go, but thanks."
He could only smile as she walked away, but when she was out of sight, he sighed. The only reason he decided to ask her was because of the connection to Sydney. Now, he only hoped, Sydney wouldn't kill him for what he had done.
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