| Chapter 31 |
| (The next day, Reagan is on a plane to Kissimmee. She is moving into her new house today. Taylor, Kim, and Mike are getting things together at home and then they are moving down too. She gets out of the limo, grabs her purse, walks up to the door, opens it, and walks in.) Reagan: (looking around) Damn. (Takes out her cell phone and dials) Taylor: Hello? Reagan: You would not believe how awesome this house is Tay…it’s huge and it comes completely furnished! (To the limo driver) You can leave my bags there thanks. (The limo driver puts the bags down, Reagan gives him a tip, and the man leaves) (To Taylor) Shit Tay I can’t wait for you to get here. Taylor: I wish I was there now. Don’t worry in three days you’ll wish I was still here in New York. Reagan: I doubt that. Taylor: You will never believe what I did today… Reagan: (walking into the kitchen area) Wow…(opens the frig) there’s food in here! Taylor: What? Reagan: Sorry…what did you do? Taylor: I’ve been blaring “Black and Blue” all day. The people at work are giving me evil looks. Reagan: Yea, that concert was awesome. And Nick kissed me. Taylor: Yea, after he hit you in the face with a rock… Reagan: It was a pebble, not a rock. Listen Tay I gotta be going. I’m supposed to be meeting my boss in an hour and I don’t have a clue as to how I’m getting there. Taylor: I thought they were giving you a car? Reagan: Yeah but I don’t know where I’m getting it from. (Hears a honk outside, looks outside the window, and sees a car being unloaded from a truck.) Never mind it’s here. Taylor: What type of car? Reagan: (goes outside and looks at the car) I can’t believe it! Taylor: What…what is it? Reagan: It’s a silver Mustang convertible. Taylor: HOLY POOP! Can I have your job?! Reagan: Bye Taylor. Taylor: Wait wait…(Reagan hangs up on her) Damnit. (Three days later, Taylor arrives at the house, gets out of the taxi she took, pays the man, gets her bags, and looks at the house from the outside) Taylor: (totally shocked) Oh…my…god. It’s the house from my dream. (She grabs her bags, opens the door, and walks in dropping her bags at the door) Taylor: And it’s furnished like it was in my dream too. Reagan? You home? Reagan: I’m upstairs…on the deck. Taylor: (closes the door and runs upstairs) What you doing up here? Reagan: I’m having a heart attack. Taylor: What? Are you ok? Reagan: I’m not sure…look who is next door. (Hands her the binoculars) Taylor: First of all, why are you using binoculars to look at our neighbors. Second of all, why are you having a heart attack? Reagan: Just look! Taylor: Ok ok…geez. (Holds the bincos up and looks over at her neighbors and sees 5 guys and a couple of girls) Yea, so what? We live next to some hotties. Reagan: Look at the blond! Taylor: Ok. (Looks at the blond) I still don’t get it. Reagan: (rolls her eyes and sighs) Fine, look at the guy with the sunglasses on…the really cool ones. Taylor: (rolls eyes) Ok. (Looks and tries to focus) Oh…my…god. It can’t be. Reagan: See, I told you…heart attack. Taylor: I don’t believe it. (Puts down the binoculars) Reagan: Big shock huh? I mean, having the man you lust after living next door. Taylor: You sure it’s him? Reagan: No…he’s just an exact copy of the original AJ McLean. (All of a sudden, the girls look over and see that the guys aren’t there. There’s a knock at the door. Taylor and Reagan stare at each other…and hightail it down the stairs and both open the door) AJ: Hi there neighbors. Hey, you look familiar. (Points to Taylor) Taylor: I…uh….um…I. AJ: Oh I know! You were at the concert in New York right? Taylor: Um…I…yeah. AJ: Cool. Well I’m AJ as you well know and you know these guys too. Taylor: Yea hi. (Waves) Howie: Do you have a name? Taylor: (nods head) Howie: And it would be…. Taylor: Taylor…Taylor Anderson. Nick: Is she going to be ok? (Points to Reagan) Reagan: Reagan Bentley…(faints) Taylor: Oh god…not now Ray. (Fans her off) She’s just not use to the weather yet. I mean, it’s normally like 2 degrees where we’re from. AJ: Well, I just wanted to introduce myself. Taylor: Ok…well thanks for coming by. Brian: We’ll be seeing ya. Taylor: Yup. (The guys leave and Taylor closes the door, Reagan wakes up) Reagan: Oh my god. This is sooooo weird. Taylor: You have no idea. Reagan: Huh? Taylor: You and I have to talk…now. (Taylor helps Reagan off the floor and walks her over to the couch) Taylor: You remember that dream I was telling you about… Reagan: Yup. Taylor: Well… THE END! |
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