A moment later, as she was putting on her ballet shoes, she heard, “Hey Sydney... you’re in this class?”
Her head snapped towards the door and she burst out laughing when she saw Michael Vaughn in track pants and a t-shirt, tugging off his winter coat. “You’re in this class?!” she asked in disbelief.
He nodded. “I needed a creative expression core class.”
“And singing doesn’t count?” Sydney asked.
“Only counts for two credits; I need four,” he explained.
“Oh,” she laughed. Then she looked down at his feet and burst out laughing. “OH GOD, are you wearing tights?!!?”
He went slightly pink. “They’re not tights...”
“Yes they are! Oh god, you’re wearing tights!” she laughed as she fell over and clutched the dance bar for support in her hysterics.
“Would you shh!” he hissed as he looked around nervously.
Even the teacher was looking at him strangely as she introduced herself.
“Well, I’m glad to see we have at least one male class member this year,” she said. Sydney stifled a snort and Michael went pink.
“Right,” he laughed as he looked around the classroom at the stretching girls.
“You gonna make it?” she asked him quietly.
“Me? Oh yeah... I’m cool,” he said rather unconvincingly.
“Mmhmm, you know wearing those tights wouldn’t really hide much, so you better be,” she said. He looked down at her in shock and noticed she was looking away and blushing fully.
Since she was crouched down beside him, there were only a few inches between their faces. Impulsively, Michael leaned forward and quickly brushed his lips against hers.
Sydney was stunned and her eyes widened in shock. Michael Vaughn had just kissed her, her first kiss in quite some time. He was beginning to look panicked and she relaxed her face into a smile. “Wow, I, uh, never thought I’d be kissed by a guy wearing tights,” she said softly.
“You, um, wanna have dinner with me tonight... in the cafeteria?”
“Sure,” Sydney said quickly, recalling what her sister had said. “Five thirty?”
He nodded. “I’ll see you then.”
AHAH! Greeeeeeeeat.Sydney was stunned and her eyes widened in shock. Michael Vaughn had just kissed her, her first kiss in quite some time. He was beginning to look panicked and she relaxed her face into a smile. “Wow, I, uh, never thought I’d be kissed by a guy wearing tights,” she said softly.