Post by Elizabeth Danielle Ridgefield on Jun 22, 2012 22:16:05 GMT -5
Ellie couldn’t believe it had been almost a year since they’d all moved out here to New York, herself from Georgia, Mackenzie and Kiersten from California. It seemed not that long ago that they were all still in Georgia, running though fields and playing in the creek by their grandparents plantation. So much was different. But then at the same time, nothing really was. Mackenzie was still the level headed one. Kiersten still the one with a temper. And Ellie was still the wild one. Their group was missing a few though. Like Ellie, having to graduate before she moved out, her sister Cassie was still at home. And then of course, there was no Vanessa. That was probably the weirdest. Seeing Mack and no Vanessa. Ellie didn’t see them much as it was after they’d moved to California, so the rare times they were all together, usually holidays or summer vacation, Mackenzie and Vanessa were glued to each other. Never one without the other, completely identical, sounded the same, dressed the same, same mannerisms. Ellie still looked at Mack and couldn’t believe she was as put together as she was. But it couldn’t have come easy. She’d seen Kiersten after everything had happened, and if Mack was half as bad as that, she couldn’t have been put together well at all. Some days Ellie felt like Vanessa was just still in California, dong whatever she did. Anticipating she might come to visit or something. It never happened. She had to remind herself Vanessa was never coming to visit. Kiersten said Mackenzie didn’t talk to Dylan anymore, and who could blame her? Some things were just too big to get over.
For the moment though, anyone walking the streets and might happen to run into these three would never know they were missing anyone from their group. Even Kiersten, who had basically holed up in her room or in the studio, was smiling some. Not a lot, but Ellie noticed a smirk here and there. Ellie knew she wasn’t taking the break up very well at all, but what could she do? Kiersten didn’t talk about her feelings much anyways, never had. Those Bannon’s were alike in that way. What she needed was some good family time, with people she trusted. Ellie wasn’t exactly sure where they were going, but Mack had insisted she had to show them some place. Ellie was sure Lily and Riley were having some daddy daughter time anyways. “So you’re really not telling us where we’re going?” Ellie asked brushing her hair off her shoulders so it fell down her back. “Nooo, just wait.” “ Wait? Yeah, hello, no one really likes waiting.” “What would you know, miss I see what I want and I go get it.” Kiersten piped in, kicking a pop bottle that had fallen out of an over full garbage can. “That is only partially accurate Kiersten, only half of the time she has drive to go get anything.” “I have selective drive.” Ellie nodded decisively. “You were being selective putting off your music career?” Kiersten asked. “I was enjoying the city when I got here…” “Ellie, tell us again about your determination to sleep with Collin.” Kiersten raised her eyebrows. Right, she was at the studio plenty, she heard things. “Excuse me, I was just helping a guy out when he’s down.” “So what, already bored?” “No…” Mackenzie eyed her, assessing the situation, “So, what, you don’t want it to be a onetime thing?” “Maybe I don’t.” “Maybe you don’t?” “Oh for pete’s sake, do you like him or do you not like him? Make up your mind before he rips your heart out and stomps it into a pulp, and make sure he’s not your best friend, because then it sucks double bad…” Mackenzie and Ellie had stopped walking looking at Kiersten, who had stopped talking, then added sarcastically, “Sorry, that must be just me. Carry on.”
They had reached the outside of a building, Mackenzie pausing and said, “So… you legitimately like Collin. That’s interesting, I wasn’t sure how long you were gonna be in that hit it and quit phase.” “I’m so glad you both have such faith in me.” Mackenzie laughed, “Right. Okay so this is it.” Kiersten looked at it, bored, “Nice brick façade. It’s big, and square. This is exactly what I’ve always dreamed of. Really.” Mack rolled her eyes, “I’m sure you meant that with no sarcasm.” Mack led them inside. The first couple of floors seemed to be office spaces for small companies, but they headed up to the top floor, looking at a big open loft with support beams and uncovered brick exterior walls. It was huge and spacious, and was all wood floors. Ellie placed her hands on her hips, “This is the part where she kills us Kiersten.” “No.” Mack said walking out to the middle, throwing her arms out, smiling, “I bought this. And the floor below. Giant dance studio, see it?” she asked. Ellie looked around, picturing some ballet barres on that far wall, a stereo on that side of the room… oh wait, there already was one. And mirrors. Mack had already kind of turned it into her own space, even with a few minor additions. “Yeah, this is actually kind of awesome. Why did you buy it?” Mack shrugged, “I just… wanted a big dance space. And I was thinking, after I graduate Juilliard, I want to open up a studio. Or maybe sooner. I was thinking… I don’t know if she’d want to, but maybe me and Sam could partner up.” Ellie nodded, “Have you asked her?” “Not yet.” “Ahh.” Ellie kicked her shoes off, looking at herself in the mirror, turning her body into a triple pirouette. Kiersten stared at her, “I hate you, I’m so out of practice.” Ellie laughed, “So get into practice then!” “Yeah, since we have all this space to our self,” Mack laughed, having also kicked off her sandals, working on perfecting her extension. Ellie liked this, all of them dancing in the same room like they did when they were little. It was typical that their moms had put them all into stuff like dance and gymnastics. Mackenzie thrived at it, and Ellie could hold her own. Kiersten liked to tell people she had two left feet so no one compared her to her sister, but Ellie knew she knew how to dance like the rest of them.
She got to thinking again about Collin. She really didn’t want it to be just a onetime thing. Maybe he thought that it was. But there were so many other things about him other than the fact that he was super sexy, that she liked. He was young and successful. He had a dream and went out and did it. It kind of made her realize she needed take her singing more seriously, because she too had potential for success. And she kind of… wanted to be successful. Well, obviously, but she… wanted him to think she could do great things. She wanted him to be impressed, beyond what she did in the bedroom. Like, hey Collin, I know I rocked your world and all, but look what else I can do. She could make a guy proud of her for once, make him proud to have her on his arm. Not just a onetime thing. That could be a good thing. “You guys wanna make up a dance or something?”
For the moment though, anyone walking the streets and might happen to run into these three would never know they were missing anyone from their group. Even Kiersten, who had basically holed up in her room or in the studio, was smiling some. Not a lot, but Ellie noticed a smirk here and there. Ellie knew she wasn’t taking the break up very well at all, but what could she do? Kiersten didn’t talk about her feelings much anyways, never had. Those Bannon’s were alike in that way. What she needed was some good family time, with people she trusted. Ellie wasn’t exactly sure where they were going, but Mack had insisted she had to show them some place. Ellie was sure Lily and Riley were having some daddy daughter time anyways. “So you’re really not telling us where we’re going?” Ellie asked brushing her hair off her shoulders so it fell down her back. “Nooo, just wait.” “ Wait? Yeah, hello, no one really likes waiting.” “What would you know, miss I see what I want and I go get it.” Kiersten piped in, kicking a pop bottle that had fallen out of an over full garbage can. “That is only partially accurate Kiersten, only half of the time she has drive to go get anything.” “I have selective drive.” Ellie nodded decisively. “You were being selective putting off your music career?” Kiersten asked. “I was enjoying the city when I got here…” “Ellie, tell us again about your determination to sleep with Collin.” Kiersten raised her eyebrows. Right, she was at the studio plenty, she heard things. “Excuse me, I was just helping a guy out when he’s down.” “So what, already bored?” “No…” Mackenzie eyed her, assessing the situation, “So, what, you don’t want it to be a onetime thing?” “Maybe I don’t.” “Maybe you don’t?” “Oh for pete’s sake, do you like him or do you not like him? Make up your mind before he rips your heart out and stomps it into a pulp, and make sure he’s not your best friend, because then it sucks double bad…” Mackenzie and Ellie had stopped walking looking at Kiersten, who had stopped talking, then added sarcastically, “Sorry, that must be just me. Carry on.”
They had reached the outside of a building, Mackenzie pausing and said, “So… you legitimately like Collin. That’s interesting, I wasn’t sure how long you were gonna be in that hit it and quit phase.” “I’m so glad you both have such faith in me.” Mackenzie laughed, “Right. Okay so this is it.” Kiersten looked at it, bored, “Nice brick façade. It’s big, and square. This is exactly what I’ve always dreamed of. Really.” Mack rolled her eyes, “I’m sure you meant that with no sarcasm.” Mack led them inside. The first couple of floors seemed to be office spaces for small companies, but they headed up to the top floor, looking at a big open loft with support beams and uncovered brick exterior walls. It was huge and spacious, and was all wood floors. Ellie placed her hands on her hips, “This is the part where she kills us Kiersten.” “No.” Mack said walking out to the middle, throwing her arms out, smiling, “I bought this. And the floor below. Giant dance studio, see it?” she asked. Ellie looked around, picturing some ballet barres on that far wall, a stereo on that side of the room… oh wait, there already was one. And mirrors. Mack had already kind of turned it into her own space, even with a few minor additions. “Yeah, this is actually kind of awesome. Why did you buy it?” Mack shrugged, “I just… wanted a big dance space. And I was thinking, after I graduate Juilliard, I want to open up a studio. Or maybe sooner. I was thinking… I don’t know if she’d want to, but maybe me and Sam could partner up.” Ellie nodded, “Have you asked her?” “Not yet.” “Ahh.” Ellie kicked her shoes off, looking at herself in the mirror, turning her body into a triple pirouette. Kiersten stared at her, “I hate you, I’m so out of practice.” Ellie laughed, “So get into practice then!” “Yeah, since we have all this space to our self,” Mack laughed, having also kicked off her sandals, working on perfecting her extension. Ellie liked this, all of them dancing in the same room like they did when they were little. It was typical that their moms had put them all into stuff like dance and gymnastics. Mackenzie thrived at it, and Ellie could hold her own. Kiersten liked to tell people she had two left feet so no one compared her to her sister, but Ellie knew she knew how to dance like the rest of them.
She got to thinking again about Collin. She really didn’t want it to be just a onetime thing. Maybe he thought that it was. But there were so many other things about him other than the fact that he was super sexy, that she liked. He was young and successful. He had a dream and went out and did it. It kind of made her realize she needed take her singing more seriously, because she too had potential for success. And she kind of… wanted to be successful. Well, obviously, but she… wanted him to think she could do great things. She wanted him to be impressed, beyond what she did in the bedroom. Like, hey Collin, I know I rocked your world and all, but look what else I can do. She could make a guy proud of her for once, make him proud to have her on his arm. Not just a onetime thing. That could be a good thing. “You guys wanna make up a dance or something?”
