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Sheridan was flustered and tossing
her hands around while Angelina was organizing her laptop
and getting her work situated.
The two girls looked frazzled as they both began talking. “We’re so sorry.”
“I was stuck in traffic on my way
back to the apartment and then my car died.” Angelina bemoaned.
Sheridan absently dug through her
briefcase for a pen. “I
was running late to begin with….”
Angelina grinned. “You are always running late,”
“Oh shut up, like they care.”
“So, I had to run across town to
pick her up,” Sheridan was ecstatic at finding her pen, now
she wanted a tablet to go with it.
“And then there was more traffic,”
Angelina summed up the problem.
“And we didn’t have time to eat,”
Sheridan rambled as she plopped down their takeout salads
and diet cokes.
“Do you think we should meet later
next time so we aren’t late, maybe?”
Angel asked, as she knew it was her schedule that was
making them start later than they would like.
The boys were looking from one
to the other as they babbled on.
They found it quite interesting.
Sheridan was talking with her hands and she was getting
louder as she went on talking.
Angelina was trying to get comfortable, pulling her
hair up in a ponytail on top of her head, sitting Indian style
in the oversized chair while booting up her laptop.
Suddenly Sheridan slammed down
the manuscript next to Angel as she kept on babbling, “Well
if you would leave work earlier, it would make life easier
for the rest of us”
“Hey, its not my fault you feel
the need to wake up at 5AM every morning….”
“I like time to myself, some peace
“FOUR hours before you need to
be at work?”
“Not my fault you don’t go to bed
before 2AM every night… unless you have company.” Sheridan froze, her hand covering her mouth.
Angel looked up in shock with her
eyes bugged out.
Slowly both women turned to face
their audience. Both
blinked, smiled and then laughed nervously, simultaneously
Silence filled the room for a minute
then Kevin cleared his throat, and with a smile “Thanks for
the explanation, I think.
Don’t worry about the time with us, we are used to
being up at all hours.”
“And waiting for people who are
running late. It’s
Backstreet Time,” A.J. grinned.
Angel kept her head low, still
mortified with Sheridan’s comment.
She hoped none of the boys understood what was said.
Being the professional and needing
to change the subject; Sheridan started “So, do any of you
have questions about the characters you were given in the
“I do, as a matter of fact,” Nick
continued, “How come Kevin is always in charge of or responsible
Sheridan began to eat her dinner,
but stopped and folded her hands neatly in front of her, “Well,
we tried writing Kevin as the beach bum dude who enjoyed surfing,
but we just couldn’t make it work….”
“Besides, we then thought back
to the snowboarding into the tree incident and felt he isn’t
coordinated enough to handle a surf board.
We didn’t want him to hurt himself again.”
Angel added with a laugh, her eyes smiling as she took
a bite of her dinner.
All the guys, except Kevin, found
the girl’s explanation hysterical and believable. Nick busted out laughing, “Yeah, I can
see your point.”
“Before we get ahead of ourselves,”
Sheridan continued, “The general plot of this movie is all
five characters are somehow involved in the Musicology Department
“I have a question,” Howie interrupted.
“Yes Howie,” Sheridan sat back
in her chair and began to relax while drinking her soda. ‘This is going to be a long night, I can
“How can this be a fanfic about
us when it has nothing to do us as a group, as the Backstreet
“It’s an AU fanfic.”
“Huh? What does that stand for?”
Howie questioned looking even more lost.
Sheridan explained, “It means Alternative
“We’re not on Earth anymore?” questioned
Shaking her head no, while swallowing
her food, Sheridan continued, “No A.J., it means that the
story has nothing to do with you as a group.
The story is written with the characters using your
personalities and circumstances that have happened in your
“Wow, that’s freaky,” thought Brian
Angelina replied, “It’s not as
easy as you would think, especially when Sheridan is into
facts, and nothing but the facts.
The research part can take the longest.”
“How in the world did you ladies learn about the strippers
Wiping her mouth
with a napkin, Sheridan replied, “Easy, we read, we research,
“What did they
say?” questioned Howie.
“I can’t recall the exact words,
Angel do you remember? She’s got a great memory for retaining useless information.” Kevin grumbled at Sheridan’s words, still
“Wouldn’t you like to know?
Seriously, we thought it was Nick at the time but Nick
was in Florida."
“How did you
know I was in Florida?” Nick’s
head shook back and forth.
Angel looked over to see Nick’s
shocked face, "You received a traffic violation in your
home county on the day in
question. You can't be at two places at the same time."
else do you know?" Nick questioned.
failed your driver's test three times," Angel answered
“Hey, how the hell do you know
all that?” Nick was
not too happy. The
rest of the guys were trying to hide their laughter, and not
doing a good job either.
“You talked about your driver’s
license in an interview Nick, and the County records are public
records which are available online.”
Angelina replied, trying her best not to smile.
She instead stuffed a fork full of dinner in her mouth. She felt bad that he was so clueless about
this stuff. ‘I wonder
if he knows about all the websites that are out there’ she
asked her head.
Kevin interrupted, wanting to get
back to how this conversation had started, “So you were in
contact with a stripper and they just gave you my name, and
you believed this person?”
Kevin questioned raising an eyebrow.
”Well Kevin, why would the woman
give such details if it wasn't true?" Sheridan countered taking another bite.
“Well, for your information, nothing
happened between Celeste and I.”
Kevin said proudly.
Angel couldn’t keep her mouth closed,
“And with that bit of news, you just confirmed the story Kevin,
Angelina was typing away on her
keyboard while Kevin frowned.
‘They tricked me!’ he thought.
Howie and Brian were cackling while
A.J. and Nick yelled, “Busted,” simultaneously. Sheridan was basking in the discomfort
that was called Kevin Richardson.
‘Oh this is good,’ she thought.
Kevin looked over to Sheridan and saw the look of amusement
that was on her face, and he was not happy.
Sheridan found the look unnerving,
so she started babbling again. “As I was describing the story before, all of you are somehow
involved in the UCLA’s Musicology Department. Kevin is one of the Professors in the department. Brian is married and is a PhD student in
the program with Kevin as his dissertation advisor. Nick is an undergraduate with ADHD in the
program with Kevin as his advisor.
Howie is a part-time lecturer who has his own music
company. Howie was assigned A.J. as his advisee. A.J. has just transferred into this program,
he is a serious student.
This is his second major, he is also enrolled in the
School of Theater, Film and Television.”
Nick sat in his chair with a pout,
his legs bouncing a mile a minute.
Angelina leaned over and put her hand on his knee to
make it stop. “You
are shaking the whole room,” she said sincerely and with a
As a silence hung in the room,
Brian asked where Gene was.
Just then, the conference room phone rang.
Kevin reached over, “Hello… great… okay man, see ya
in a few.”
“Speaking of the devil, he’ll be
here in a few minutes. We’ve
been here for an hour already. Why don’t we take a ten-minute
break? Angel and Sheridan, be back here at 8:30PM,
Both women sent him a look that
said ‘Fuck you’ but neither one opened her mouth.
Sheridan looked over to Nick and
then remembered something, “Oh Angel, I forgot to tell you
Nick called for you on Sunday night.”
Angel’s head snapped up, and looked to Sheridan then
Kevin was glaring at Nick; Nick
didn’t dare look in his direction, he could feel his eyes
boring into the side of his head.
“You know, the night you went out
for Italian.” Sheridan
smiled, fake as it was.
Oh Sheridan was going to get it
when they got home.
A.J. and Howie began laughing.
A.J. then asked Angel, “Hey Angel, where are your glasses?”
Angel looked at the man and simply
replied, “At home. Why?”
A.J. cackled as he went on, “Guess
you didn't need them Sunday night either huh?”
Angel suddenly felt uneasy and
asked, “What’s so funny?”
Howie could tell Angel was getting
upset and not understanding what was going on, so he filled
her in, “A.J. and I went out Sunday night to the Circle Bar.”
Angelina grinned, throwing her
head back and laughed. She
was so busted. Whenever
she was nervous, she laughed.
“Well, why didn’t you come over say hi?”
“I suggested that to Howie, but
he said you didn’t look like you wanted to be interrupted.” A.J.’s grin reached up to his ears.
“Well, if you ever see me out clubbing
again, come say hi.” Angel
replied wondering what the hell they saw.
Strike that, she didn’t want to know.
Howie now was grinning, “Alright,
next time we will.”
Kevin’s eyebrows were almost becoming
one from all the scowling he was doing listening to the casual
conversations going around the table. He made a mental note to talk to each one
of the boys before he left.
He didn’t want any of them getting too friendly with
the ladies while he was away.
Mostly, out of jealousy, dammit he wanted his part
Angel turned towards Nick, “Did
you call for anything in particular?”
Nick thought for a moment as he
stared into her eyes, “Nah, can’t remember now.”
Sheridan’s mind raced, ‘I bet it’s
hard to concentrate when Lord Kevin is staring at you.’
Saying a quick, “Alrighty then,”
Angelina got up from the table and began to walk towards the
conference room door.
“Where are you going?” Kevin questioned.
Angel glared back, replying, “To
the bathroom. If that’s
alright with you?”
Feeling sheepish, Kevin mumbled,
Rolling her eyes towards the back
of his head, she walked out.
Sheridan began clearing off their
dinner and wiping down the table.
Suddenly the ding of the elevator broke the silence
and in walked Gene.
“Sorry I’m late everyone. How’s it going?”
“Everything is fine Gene, the ladies
are just finishing their dinner, they had some unforeseen
car trouble which caused them to be late.”
Kevin was flipping the pages of the script again, he
didn’t dare look at Sheridan, but when his hand was swiped
with a wet papertowel, he picked his head up and looked at
What he saw both intrigued and
bemused him, her eyes were a brighter shade of green than
his and they were full of something he was unsure of.
Her skin was warm and damp against his.
She frowned at him and whispered, “Ass kisser.”
Nick dropped his head down and
laughed at the table. The
woman that seemed so quiet, soft, and sweet, and the complete
opposite of Angelina, had an inner side, the dragon-lady.
“What have you managed to accomplish?”
Gene tossed his belonging in a chair, and his copy
of the script on the table.
“We watched Sheridan and Angel
eat dinner,” Kevin chewed his lower lip.
He wanted a reaction from the ice queen. There was this little thought in the back of his head that was
struggling to get to the front of his brain. Neither of the women had told them who had written which part.
Maybe, just maybe he was on to something.
“It was very good too,” Sheridan
sat back down in her chair after disposing with the plastic
salad container in the trash.
Kevin frowned when she made mention
that if it wasn’t for plastic take home containers, frozen
TV dinners, they would starve to death.
It wouldn’t have been a problem had she not mentioned
the word plastic, repeatedly.
Clearing his throat, he smiled, “Nothing like clogging
up the environment with garbage.”
“I’m sorry Kevin, someday I might
be able to afford Wolfgang Puck’s cooking school. When I can, I won’t have anything to worry
Howie, A.J., and Brian were very
use to this scenario; Kevin was on the prowl, not in full
gear yet but just poking around for the moment, testing the
waters. Brian nodded to A.J., A.J. to Howie, Howie
back to Brian.
The conference door opened and
in waltzed Angelina. Kevin checked his watch.
“You must be right, she does make you late. You’re here on time.”
“Let’s begin shall we,” Gene jumped
right in. He didn’t
know what had caused the tension between Kevin and Sheridan
but there wasn’t enough time to figure it out.
“We are going to go over the general plot tonight. Take notes if you must but let’s keep the chat to a minimum. We have meetings scheduled the next two
nights and we will review your notes then and make changes
“This is an A.U. story, correct?”
A.J. looked at Gene.
“Very good A.J., I’m impressed.”
Gene nodded at him.
“You’re paying attention, I like that.”
“Amazing what he can pick up and
use,” Brian laughed as the continued.
His laughter ceased when both Kevin and Gene glared
Gene began to give his summation
of the film’s script. “Okay,
we have five men all attached to the UCLA Music Department,
in one form or another. I’m
going to go down the line and see if you have read the script
yet. Brian you first.”
Brian smiled, “I’m actually involved
in this story and haven’t been written off. Thank you ladies.”
Two ‘your welcomes,’ chimed in
“I’m a married man, married to
my adoring wife. Kevin
is my advisor. I have
almost completed my dissertation but I found out that my wife
is pregnant and I’m not sure if I can continue with school
and support my family at the same time. I go to Kevin for some advice.” Brian smirked at the women. “He’s so good at that.”
Kevin didn’t say much, he took
what was being said in stride.
The film centered around all of them and they were
all tied together, too damn close in his mind.
“That’s good enough for now, you’ve
read the script. You
are full of inner-turmoil and confusion.
A.J. you’re next.”
Gene pointed a finger at A.J.
“Cool, I am the star,” A.J. smiled
a smile a mile wide.
“We all are A.J.,” Nick quipped.
Howie was only half paying attention
since Sheridan was scribbling on a tablet and Angel’s fingers
were flying over the keyboard.
“What are you doing?” he looked at Sheridan.
“Research and fleshing out some
of your characters by the way you are interacting with each
other now.” Sheridan
quipped as she continued to write.
“Yep,” Angelina agreed as she typed
Gene didn’t say a word but the
men suddenly seem to pay attention to him and what was going
on in the room.
“As I was saying before D interrupted
me, I am the new diva. I’m
new to the department and Howie talked me into enrolling when
he heard me sing during an open mic session at a local bar.
I’m not sure if I want to do music or film but it was
Howie who told me that I could do both if I tried hard enough.”
“Excellent synopsis Alex. Howie, you are next.” Gene pointed to Howie.
“Pretty straightforward. I own a music company and studio. I guest lecture at the school and I also
manage to cultivate new talent from the school. I date many different women, or at least sleep with them.
I try to help the students out with recordings and
“For a percentage, of course,”
Kevin laughed. “Why
do I think you are part Lou and part Sweet D?”
“Whatever floats your boat Kev,”
“It was about as damn close as
we were going to get. The
hate mail sucks,” Sheridan didn’t see the six men’s head back
up and turn towards Angelina.
“She gets a little sensitive when
they pick on her characters.
PMS and all.” Angel
smiled trying to get things back on track.
She never gave it a second thought about what she had
Gene’s eyes landed on Nick, “Okay
Nick, you’re next.”
“Let’s see, Kevin is my advisor,
he follows me everywhere, tells me what to do and how to do
it. It doesn’t help that we live very close
to each other.”
Kevin became visibly uncomfortable
in his chair.
Little snickers from the rest of
the group made Nick blush.
He turned to Kevin as he spoke.
“Not far from the truth, is it Kev?”
“Knock it off Kaos, and get back
to what you are supposed to be doing.”
Kevin’s face scrunched up and he frowned.
The chorus of laughter in the room
seemed to knock the tension down completely.
“Anyway,” Nick’s shoulders moved
from side to side as if he was dancing in his chair. “I love to surf and I’m not sure if music
is what I want. Kevin,
the all knowing one, insists that I stay and refuses to let
me quit. I like the way you wrote in about the ADHD,
it makes my character a little more unpredictable. I have a love interest in a little co-ed
that lives next door to me.
She’s cute and perky.”
“Kevin…” Gene motioned to the man as he said his
“Ah let’s see, I run the music
department. I’m dedicated
solely to my work and the music, and of course, setting my
youngest detainee on the right path.”
Kevin laughed knowing damn well Nick had no idea what
he just inferred.
Gene, Sheridan, and Howie were
grinning. Angel looked
about as clueless as Nick.
Kevin thought it was funny as hell.
“Continue,” Gene shook his head
at the eldest member’s little stab.
“I don’t have a steady woman in
my life but I do hold a secret love for my research assistant. She feels the same way about me, we just
don’t know how to approach each other.
We dance around it.”
Kevin had studied the script for hours trying to figure
out what his love interest was about, they had left the character
open for interpretation and he thought that was odd.
“What does she look like?”
Kevin looked towards Angelina.
Angelina was sunk, originally the
character looked exactly like Sheridan. A stolen side-glance to Sheridan, told Angelina that she was
paying attention but trying to appear unattached to the subject. “Um, well sort of like Sheridan.”
“I’m cool with that, I like sexy
Sheridan’s head came up slowly,
“I’m glad I meet your approval.”
“I hope she is just as warm as
you are too,” Kevin replied sarcastically but he had ferreted
out the information that he wanted.
Gene could tell that the tension
was growing thick again, he decided to call the meeting to
a close. “I want all of you to re-read your parts
for tomorrow’s meeting. If
you have any questions, we’ll discuss it tomorrow.
Sheridan’s cellphone rang during
the meeting. Everyone
turned to look at her as she casually looked at the phone;
it was still ringing.
“Would you like to answer that,
maybe it’s Tom,” Nick smiled.
Sheridan smiled back, “Thank you
Nick sat in his chair, amused as
hell with himself, until he looked at Kevin.
Sitting back in his chair, Kevin
watched Sheridan flick the switch off on her phone. The embarrassment on her face was evident,
“We need to talk ladies, so we’ll see you tomorrow night.”
Angel got Kevin’s point; they were
being dismissed. “Sounds
good to me.”
“That sounds good for tonight.”
Sheridan stood up and nodded as she snapped her brief
case shut. “Good night
The women walked out into the hall.
Kevin stood up and walked to shut the door.
When he did, he heard Sheridan.
Venturing a look down the hallway, she was on her cellphone. The words he heard, hit him wrong. “I love you too baby, I’m on my way home now.”
Kevin shut the door and then leaned
on it. He glared at
Nick, “We’re going to talk about employee relations, the do's
and the don’ts. All
Nick ducked his head; he was in
deep shit now.
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