i love vaughny
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Title: The Edge of Something New
Author: i love vaughny
Disclaimer: i don’t own anything besides the dvds and the love i have for this show. otherwise, it all belongs to jj. [or later on if i mention something else, it belongs to its respected creator, etc.]
A/N: this is the first ff I’ve ever written. i honestly never thought i’d write one, because i A.) didn’t have a clue what to write about, B.) knew it would never be good. but i have an idea and i’m trying to work with it. it takes place in NJ because i’ve never been to LA and don’t know how things are like over there.
Rating: PG-13, because of some mild language in some parts
Summary: A/U. syd and vaughn meet at the beach on vacation when they’re 16…
oh yeah... i swear it gets better
Chapter One
“Since when do you want to be a ‘Brady Bunch’ family, dad? You never wanted to go on family vacations before. Ever. Why start now?” Sydney Bristow inquired her father, giving him a sour look indicating she was not up for it. Naturally, being an only child with only her father, who was hardly ever around, to care for her, the Bristows were very much indeed far from a ‘Brady Bunch’ family.
“Since when does a month’s long vacation to the beach imply we’re a ‘Brady Bunch’ family?” the tall, stubborn man quizzed in an almost comical tone. Seeing Sydney’s caramel brown eyes give off a glare, he added, “I’m trying to do something nice for you, Sydney. Why can’t you accept that?” he paused, obviously for dramatic effect, before continuing with, “Do you know how many kids out there would love going to the beach for four weeks of their summer break? It’s not like you’d have something better to do at home! At least this way I can at least smell the ocean when it’s a few blocks away from work.” He then complimented her glare by giving her one of his own, daring her to argue more.
Sydney sighed, and adjusted her head on the foam pillow she had leaning on the black SUV’s passenger window, and subsequently turned her head to gaze out to the leafy green trees on the highway. He doesn’t get it. He never gets it. She thought. Doesn’t he understand that I want to hang out with my friends over the summer? Sighing again she remembered that Francie and Will, only her two best friends in the entire world, had the summer days jam-packed with plans. Smiling, she recalled that they were going to watch every great movie imaginable, like Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, The Breakfast Club, Pretty in Pink, every Adam Sandler movie known to man, The Count of Monte Cristo, and so many more. The three of them were going to go to concerts too, tons of them. Including Warped Tour. I cannot believe you’re making me miss Warped! She breathed angrily.
“What was that?” Jack asked, glancing over at Sydney, head on pillow, bare feet on dashboard, and all, knowing full well what the sixteen year old had said.
“Nothing. It’s nothing that can be changed,” Sydney replied without moving an inch.
Jack paid full attention to his driving for a few seconds before saying, “Sydney, you’ll have fun. I know that you’re going to miss Francie and Will, but if it kills you to go four weeks without them, maybe they can come for a weekend,” again he waited for a few seconds, glancing over to see Sydney smile ear-to-ear.
Rotating to face him she questioned, “Really?” feeling full of hope.
“Maybe even two,” he grinned one of his famous half smiles that only Sydney saw. It always amazed him how little it took to please her, but only if it was something she really wanted. On the other hand, if Sydney Bristow was stuck in a place she despised, she’d let her true colors show for how she actually felt without a moment’s hesitation.
Staring out the window, she realized that trees were becoming scarce, while businesses, fast-food joints, and stores and shops of all types were becoming abundant, signifying they were reaching their destination.
Eventually, she dosed off as she stared into space.
Making countless turns onto numerous streets, Jack finally pulled in front of a rather large house and turned off the vehicle’s engine. Rocking Sydney gently, he announced, “We’re here.”
Upon wakening and registering what her father had said, her first thoughts were, let the fun begin.
Author: i love vaughny
Disclaimer: i don’t own anything besides the dvds and the love i have for this show. otherwise, it all belongs to jj. [or later on if i mention something else, it belongs to its respected creator, etc.]
A/N: this is the first ff I’ve ever written. i honestly never thought i’d write one, because i A.) didn’t have a clue what to write about, B.) knew it would never be good. but i have an idea and i’m trying to work with it. it takes place in NJ because i’ve never been to LA and don’t know how things are like over there.
Rating: PG-13, because of some mild language in some parts
Summary: A/U. syd and vaughn meet at the beach on vacation when they’re 16…
oh yeah... i swear it gets better
Chapter One
“Since when do you want to be a ‘Brady Bunch’ family, dad? You never wanted to go on family vacations before. Ever. Why start now?” Sydney Bristow inquired her father, giving him a sour look indicating she was not up for it. Naturally, being an only child with only her father, who was hardly ever around, to care for her, the Bristows were very much indeed far from a ‘Brady Bunch’ family.
“Since when does a month’s long vacation to the beach imply we’re a ‘Brady Bunch’ family?” the tall, stubborn man quizzed in an almost comical tone. Seeing Sydney’s caramel brown eyes give off a glare, he added, “I’m trying to do something nice for you, Sydney. Why can’t you accept that?” he paused, obviously for dramatic effect, before continuing with, “Do you know how many kids out there would love going to the beach for four weeks of their summer break? It’s not like you’d have something better to do at home! At least this way I can at least smell the ocean when it’s a few blocks away from work.” He then complimented her glare by giving her one of his own, daring her to argue more.
Sydney sighed, and adjusted her head on the foam pillow she had leaning on the black SUV’s passenger window, and subsequently turned her head to gaze out to the leafy green trees on the highway. He doesn’t get it. He never gets it. She thought. Doesn’t he understand that I want to hang out with my friends over the summer? Sighing again she remembered that Francie and Will, only her two best friends in the entire world, had the summer days jam-packed with plans. Smiling, she recalled that they were going to watch every great movie imaginable, like Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, The Breakfast Club, Pretty in Pink, every Adam Sandler movie known to man, The Count of Monte Cristo, and so many more. The three of them were going to go to concerts too, tons of them. Including Warped Tour. I cannot believe you’re making me miss Warped! She breathed angrily.
“What was that?” Jack asked, glancing over at Sydney, head on pillow, bare feet on dashboard, and all, knowing full well what the sixteen year old had said.
“Nothing. It’s nothing that can be changed,” Sydney replied without moving an inch.
Jack paid full attention to his driving for a few seconds before saying, “Sydney, you’ll have fun. I know that you’re going to miss Francie and Will, but if it kills you to go four weeks without them, maybe they can come for a weekend,” again he waited for a few seconds, glancing over to see Sydney smile ear-to-ear.
Rotating to face him she questioned, “Really?” feeling full of hope.
“Maybe even two,” he grinned one of his famous half smiles that only Sydney saw. It always amazed him how little it took to please her, but only if it was something she really wanted. On the other hand, if Sydney Bristow was stuck in a place she despised, she’d let her true colors show for how she actually felt without a moment’s hesitation.
Staring out the window, she realized that trees were becoming scarce, while businesses, fast-food joints, and stores and shops of all types were becoming abundant, signifying they were reaching their destination.
Eventually, she dosed off as she stared into space.
Making countless turns onto numerous streets, Jack finally pulled in front of a rather large house and turned off the vehicle’s engine. Rocking Sydney gently, he announced, “We’re here.”
Upon wakening and registering what her father had said, her first thoughts were, let the fun begin.