vaughn4eva24
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o jeez poor syd
i never liked trapped doors
i never liked trapped doors
A Fine Line
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AliasSydney502
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poor syd.
too bad she didnt invite him up... :naughty:
too bad she didnt invite him up... :naughty:
vaughnshoney
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Great update, Syd's just lucky Michael had quick reflexes and caught her.
You don't like Salt & Vinegar chips?? They're my favorite.
You don't like Salt & Vinegar chips?? They're my favorite.
SkyGirl5
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WHAT :blink:
no, they make me gag... truthfully, i'm not a big potato chip fan in general...altho i am very partial to sour cream and chedder...which is ironic since i hate sour cream :lol:
phoenix shotgun 47
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poor sydney. thank god michael caught her.
sweet ending
hope opening night goes well
sweet ending
hope opening night goes well
mbellsdiva
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I would be concerned about those trap doors, too.
Sydney is lucky Michael had quick reflexes.
I hope she really appreciates that he walked her home.
Sydney is lucky Michael had quick reflexes.
I hope she really appreciates that he walked her home.
Syd_Vaughn4ever
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awwwww how sweet! Hated the falling but loved the recovery! can't wait for more!
scullymulder1234
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Awww....adorable. Wonderful job! I LOVE it!
SkyGirl5
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Chapter 14
As it turned out, the director was right; their opening night was flawless. Everyone sang on perfect key, no one forgot any lines and, best of all, no trap doors opened. Though the reviews were not as good as they would have liked, their show was still sold out for the first two weeks of its performance, which was as good as they could have hoped. After their opening night performance, various members of the cast and crew went out to celebrate. Sydney, Michael and Cooper were among those who chose to go to a bar slash dance club to celebrate. They had no real intentions of getting drunk considering that they had a performance the next day, but they still wanted to have a good time.
About a half hour into their outing, Sydney pulled Michael onto the dance floor with her. “What are you doing?” Michael mumbled in her ear.
“Don’t even begin to tell me you can’t dance,” she shouted to him over the loud music.
“Uh, no, but you’re injured,” he told her.
“I have a cut on my leg that’s healing,” she corrected, “so dance with me surfer boy.” Smiling at her grin, Michael took her hands in his and lifted them up to his shoulders before putting his hands at her hips and pulling her closer to him. The two of them danced for almost twenty minutes before retreating to their seats, sweating and out of breath.
“Looks like things were pretty hot and heavy between you and Michael on that dance floor,” Cooper pointed out as they were leaving the club.
“Please,” Sydney rolled her eyes. “We were just dancing.”
“Mmhmm, I’m sure that’s why you two were having sex with your clothes on,” Cooper said casually. Sydney gaped at him. “What?” Cooper defended. “You were!”
“We were dancing,” Sydney defended.
“To-may-to, to-mah-to honey. They don’t call it the horizontal tango for nothin’!”
“Goodnight Cooper!” Sydney called to him as she walked off in the opposite direction, completely ignoring his ludicrous comments. Cooper did have a point though. On the dance floor, things were a little hot-and-heavy between the two of them. They both realized it, of course, but made a silent mutual decision to ignore considering they still hated each other, at least, in theory.
~*~
During the following week of performances, things went well for the On Pointe cast, especially for Sydney and Michael. Their hostile attitudes had disappeared (for the most part) and, at some points, they were borderline friendly, even laughing with each other. They hadn’t quite gotten past their need to push each other’s buttons, though. Each night during their kiss scene, something would happen, not as drastic as the vinegar incident, of course, but something. One day, Michael kissed her back. The next day, Sydney bit him ‘accidentally’. Not hard enough to make him bleed, of course, but hard enough to make him notice. The day following that, after Sydney kissed him, he pulled her back into the kiss and adlibbed a few lines to get himself back on script, which, of course, he was chastised for by the director. Even worse than the director’s wrath, was Sydney’s.
Instead of doing something to him like the vinegar (which he feared she might have done), she did something worse. As he was leaving the stage, where he was met by his usual pack of female admirers, Sydney quickly ran up to him and handed him a balled up pair of pantyhose, saying he had forgotten them. Never had a pack of girls dispersed so quickly while laughing hysterically. However Michael got the last laugh, when he somehow without her noticing (though she wasn’t sure how) attached a string of toilet paper to the bottom of her dance shoe right before she pranced on stage. This incident occurred during a matinee afternoon showing of their show, and brought uproars of laughter from the crowd, especially when Sydney didn’t even notice what was on her shoe until halfway through her song.
Their conflict was finally brought to a head after that performance when Sydney confronted Michael. Most of the performers had left to grab some food before their second performance later on that day, but Sydney stayed, mostly to berate Michael. When he emerged from the men’s changing area, costume and makeup free, she stalked up to him and punched him in the shoulder. “You incomprehensible jerk!”
“Jeez woman,” Michael moaned as he rubbed his slightly tender shoulder.
“Why is it your mission in life to destroy me?!” she demanded.
“It’s not!” he insisted. She fumed at him. “Okay… so the toilet paper may have been a little much…”
“A LITTLE?!” she shrieked. “A LITTLE?! Michael, an entire theater full of people were laughing at me because of what you did,” she said, hitting him on the arm with her last three words for emphasis.
“Okay, okay, I’m sorry. I’m sorry,” he repeated, sounding sincere, “but it’s not like you’ve been a perfect angel either, you know. What about yesterday with the tights!”
“Oh come on,” she said, rolling her eyes. “So a few twelve year olds laughed at you – big freakin’ deal.”
“… or when you bit me…”
“That was funny!”
“… or the vinegar… well, actually, that was funny,” he smirked at her.
Sydney let out an infuriated half growl, half scream. “You…you…ugh! You just make me so mad I could…. I could just…”
“What? Spit it out!” he challenged, taking a step closer to her. Sydney tried to shove him away but he grabbed her arms and pulled her towards him so that their faces were only an inch apart. She stood there, breathing heavily at him before, suddenly, she was kissing him. Her arms snaked around his neck as she sunk deeper into their kiss, all of her anger coming through in a not exactly angry form.
When she finally realized what was going on, she pulled back far enough to break their kiss, but not far enough to stop their noses from bumping together. Sydney looked up into his eyes slowly and, seeing the happy expression that rested in them, she almost smiled. Instead, she closed her eyes and leaned into his face as he nuzzled it against hers. “Sydney…,” he whispered. He moved his lips so that they were only centimeters from hers, so close to touching, but before they met once more, Sydney stepped back.
“No, no, I hate you – HATE!” she said as though she was trying to convince herself. “I hate you and your stupid surfer hair… and you’re so damn cocky and you’ve got that stupid smirk on your face half the time and I ha-hate your practical jokes and… I ha…hate the way you’re always there when I need you to be there…and I hate that I love you,” she choked as a few tears spilled down her face, “…I’m so in love with you that I can’t even see straight when you’re around and… and I hate that you kiss so damn well and-” but Michael cut off her ranting by smashing his lips into hers. Using his thumbs against her cheeks, he brushed away the tears that were steadily streaming down her face. When he pulled back, he saw that she was smiling.
“I’m sorry I threw panty hose at you,” she sniffed.
Michael laughed softly and kissed her once more. “I’m sorry I stuck toilet paper to your ballet shoe… and I love you too.”
More tears fell down Sydney’s cheek as she leaned back in for another kiss, however she stopped herself short. “Oh no wait we…we can’t do this,” she sighed, taking a few steps back so she was a safe distance away from him.
“What?! Why not?!” Michael asked in a tone combining horror and shock.
“’cause we can’t be together while the show’s still going on. It just won’t work,” she told him.
Michael’s jaw crashed open. “You’ve got to be kidding me!”
“Sorry,” she laughed softly. “It just doesn’t work I mean… we’ll mess up the show.”
“Oh right, unlike now!”
Again she laughed. “I’m serious. I’ve done it before and it’s just… bad,” she shivered slightly.
“Wait – you dated a gay ballerino?!” Michael asked.
Sydney snorted with laughter. “Ballerino?!”
“Isn’t that the term? I mean, it’s ballerina…”
“Yes, but they’re not called ballerinos and he was not gay,” she clarified.
“Suuuure…”
“Michael!”
“Fine,” he grunted. “But after the show’s over we’re together right?”
She smiled, “Yeah.”
“…and if some guy came up and asked you out tomorrow you would…”
“…tell him I have a very irritating yet adorable boyfriend,” she smiled at him.
He laughed softly before pulling her into a hug. “Just checking.”
As it turned out, the director was right; their opening night was flawless. Everyone sang on perfect key, no one forgot any lines and, best of all, no trap doors opened. Though the reviews were not as good as they would have liked, their show was still sold out for the first two weeks of its performance, which was as good as they could have hoped. After their opening night performance, various members of the cast and crew went out to celebrate. Sydney, Michael and Cooper were among those who chose to go to a bar slash dance club to celebrate. They had no real intentions of getting drunk considering that they had a performance the next day, but they still wanted to have a good time.
About a half hour into their outing, Sydney pulled Michael onto the dance floor with her. “What are you doing?” Michael mumbled in her ear.
“Don’t even begin to tell me you can’t dance,” she shouted to him over the loud music.
“Uh, no, but you’re injured,” he told her.
“I have a cut on my leg that’s healing,” she corrected, “so dance with me surfer boy.” Smiling at her grin, Michael took her hands in his and lifted them up to his shoulders before putting his hands at her hips and pulling her closer to him. The two of them danced for almost twenty minutes before retreating to their seats, sweating and out of breath.
“Looks like things were pretty hot and heavy between you and Michael on that dance floor,” Cooper pointed out as they were leaving the club.
“Please,” Sydney rolled her eyes. “We were just dancing.”
“Mmhmm, I’m sure that’s why you two were having sex with your clothes on,” Cooper said casually. Sydney gaped at him. “What?” Cooper defended. “You were!”
“We were dancing,” Sydney defended.
“To-may-to, to-mah-to honey. They don’t call it the horizontal tango for nothin’!”
“Goodnight Cooper!” Sydney called to him as she walked off in the opposite direction, completely ignoring his ludicrous comments. Cooper did have a point though. On the dance floor, things were a little hot-and-heavy between the two of them. They both realized it, of course, but made a silent mutual decision to ignore considering they still hated each other, at least, in theory.
~*~
During the following week of performances, things went well for the On Pointe cast, especially for Sydney and Michael. Their hostile attitudes had disappeared (for the most part) and, at some points, they were borderline friendly, even laughing with each other. They hadn’t quite gotten past their need to push each other’s buttons, though. Each night during their kiss scene, something would happen, not as drastic as the vinegar incident, of course, but something. One day, Michael kissed her back. The next day, Sydney bit him ‘accidentally’. Not hard enough to make him bleed, of course, but hard enough to make him notice. The day following that, after Sydney kissed him, he pulled her back into the kiss and adlibbed a few lines to get himself back on script, which, of course, he was chastised for by the director. Even worse than the director’s wrath, was Sydney’s.
Instead of doing something to him like the vinegar (which he feared she might have done), she did something worse. As he was leaving the stage, where he was met by his usual pack of female admirers, Sydney quickly ran up to him and handed him a balled up pair of pantyhose, saying he had forgotten them. Never had a pack of girls dispersed so quickly while laughing hysterically. However Michael got the last laugh, when he somehow without her noticing (though she wasn’t sure how) attached a string of toilet paper to the bottom of her dance shoe right before she pranced on stage. This incident occurred during a matinee afternoon showing of their show, and brought uproars of laughter from the crowd, especially when Sydney didn’t even notice what was on her shoe until halfway through her song.
Their conflict was finally brought to a head after that performance when Sydney confronted Michael. Most of the performers had left to grab some food before their second performance later on that day, but Sydney stayed, mostly to berate Michael. When he emerged from the men’s changing area, costume and makeup free, she stalked up to him and punched him in the shoulder. “You incomprehensible jerk!”
“Jeez woman,” Michael moaned as he rubbed his slightly tender shoulder.
“Why is it your mission in life to destroy me?!” she demanded.
“It’s not!” he insisted. She fumed at him. “Okay… so the toilet paper may have been a little much…”
“A LITTLE?!” she shrieked. “A LITTLE?! Michael, an entire theater full of people were laughing at me because of what you did,” she said, hitting him on the arm with her last three words for emphasis.
“Okay, okay, I’m sorry. I’m sorry,” he repeated, sounding sincere, “but it’s not like you’ve been a perfect angel either, you know. What about yesterday with the tights!”
“Oh come on,” she said, rolling her eyes. “So a few twelve year olds laughed at you – big freakin’ deal.”
“… or when you bit me…”
“That was funny!”
“… or the vinegar… well, actually, that was funny,” he smirked at her.
Sydney let out an infuriated half growl, half scream. “You…you…ugh! You just make me so mad I could…. I could just…”
“What? Spit it out!” he challenged, taking a step closer to her. Sydney tried to shove him away but he grabbed her arms and pulled her towards him so that their faces were only an inch apart. She stood there, breathing heavily at him before, suddenly, she was kissing him. Her arms snaked around his neck as she sunk deeper into their kiss, all of her anger coming through in a not exactly angry form.
When she finally realized what was going on, she pulled back far enough to break their kiss, but not far enough to stop their noses from bumping together. Sydney looked up into his eyes slowly and, seeing the happy expression that rested in them, she almost smiled. Instead, she closed her eyes and leaned into his face as he nuzzled it against hers. “Sydney…,” he whispered. He moved his lips so that they were only centimeters from hers, so close to touching, but before they met once more, Sydney stepped back.
“No, no, I hate you – HATE!” she said as though she was trying to convince herself. “I hate you and your stupid surfer hair… and you’re so damn cocky and you’ve got that stupid smirk on your face half the time and I ha-hate your practical jokes and… I ha…hate the way you’re always there when I need you to be there…and I hate that I love you,” she choked as a few tears spilled down her face, “…I’m so in love with you that I can’t even see straight when you’re around and… and I hate that you kiss so damn well and-” but Michael cut off her ranting by smashing his lips into hers. Using his thumbs against her cheeks, he brushed away the tears that were steadily streaming down her face. When he pulled back, he saw that she was smiling.
“I’m sorry I threw panty hose at you,” she sniffed.
Michael laughed softly and kissed her once more. “I’m sorry I stuck toilet paper to your ballet shoe… and I love you too.”
More tears fell down Sydney’s cheek as she leaned back in for another kiss, however she stopped herself short. “Oh no wait we…we can’t do this,” she sighed, taking a few steps back so she was a safe distance away from him.
“What?! Why not?!” Michael asked in a tone combining horror and shock.
“’cause we can’t be together while the show’s still going on. It just won’t work,” she told him.
Michael’s jaw crashed open. “You’ve got to be kidding me!”
“Sorry,” she laughed softly. “It just doesn’t work I mean… we’ll mess up the show.”
“Oh right, unlike now!”
Again she laughed. “I’m serious. I’ve done it before and it’s just… bad,” she shivered slightly.
“Wait – you dated a gay ballerino?!” Michael asked.
Sydney snorted with laughter. “Ballerino?!”
“Isn’t that the term? I mean, it’s ballerina…”
“Yes, but they’re not called ballerinos and he was not gay,” she clarified.
“Suuuure…”
“Michael!”
“Fine,” he grunted. “But after the show’s over we’re together right?”
She smiled, “Yeah.”
“…and if some guy came up and asked you out tomorrow you would…”
“…tell him I have a very irritating yet adorable boyfriend,” she smiled at him.
He laughed softly before pulling her into a hug. “Just checking.”
farliieansds225
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awwww yay!!!!!
they finally admittted their feeelings!
is syd gonna have to die her hair now??!!
awesome update
loved it
cant wait for more
they finally admittted their feeelings!
is syd gonna have to die her hair now??!!
awesome update
loved it
cant wait for more
sparklingrainbow
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yay!!!! finally!!!!! that was so great that she accepted she loved him while being so angry at him... but still sweet in a way..
Spydrummer06
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Aww they are together! Syd's outburst was great!
Awesome update
Awesome update
derevkointraining
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mightylittleone
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Hooray! Hooray! They're FINALLY together! There really was a fine line between them! Thanks for making my day!
Aliasfan23
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Yay! They finally admitted it!
Syd4Vaughn
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Ah finally together ^_^
I hope Coop doesn't hold her to that green hair thing
I hope Coop doesn't hold her to that green hair thing
gtwallichs
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That has got to be the sweetest thing ever!!!!!!!!!
I loved it so much that I have to read it a second time!
I loved it so much that I have to read it a second time!
