A Night To Remember
Chapter 1
Making Plans

Payson Keeler stood in front of her locker at The Rock with a only a towel wrapped around her. As usual, she had been the first girl in the gym that day and she was getting ready to be the last to leave. She had just dialed her lock to the first number when she heard someone open the door to the locker room.

"Who's there?" she called out. After receiving no reply, Payson glanced around the room uneasily. Nothing caught her eye. She started to unlock her locker again. Then she felt a pair of hands on her shoulders. Payson screamed.

"Geez, Keeler," she heard a familiar voice say from behind her.

"Not funny, Austin," she said without turning around. She tried to act as though his presence had no effect on her by attempting to open her lock once again. She dialed it to three numbers, then pulled. "Damn it," she mumbled.

"Aw, I made you forget your combination." Austin teased.

"What are you doing in here?" she asked. She tried the numbers 25, 32, and 13. When she pulled on it again, it still wouldn't open. Austin laughed. "Can I help you?" Payson snapped as she turned around.

"Well, Miss Keeler, I came to offer you a once in a lifetime opportunity," he said.

"What would that be?" Payson asked him.

"Why, dinner with me, of course," Austin replied. He took a step closer to her. Payson took a step backwards, and her back hit her locker. She suddenly remember that she was wearing nothing but a towel. Payson stepped to her left and ran back to the shower.

"Where are you going?" he shouted after her.

Payson didn't reply. Austin started to follow her into the shower stall, but Payson pulled the shower curtain closed. "I'm naked!" she shouted.

"You had a towel on," he said.

"Just get in my locker and get my clothes for me," Payson told him.

Austin shook his head as he laughed, but walked back to her locker, nonetheless. He absentmindedly dialed in his own combination, and it didn't work. "What's the combination?" Austin said to her.

"12, 24, 36."

"Now you remember," he muttered. After he opened her locker, he pulled out Payson's gym bag. Unable to help himself, Austin opened it as well. He threw both pieces of her purple and black sweat suit onto the floor, and then he pulled out her bra.

"Hey, Keeler, what size is this?" he asked with a laugh.

"What?" was the reply he received from the shower stall. Austin didn't reply. He just walked back over to the stall and tossed the garment over the shower curtain.

"Austin!" Payson shouted. He laughed. "Just toss me my gym bag and get out of here!"

"Fine. Just ruin all my fun."


Ten minutes later, Austin smirked at Payson as she exited the locker room. She was now fully clothed in her sweat suit, and her gym bag was slung over her shoulder. "So, what do you say?" he asked.

"You honestly think I want to go to dinner with you?" Payson asked.

"It's not exactly dinner," Austin admitted. "It's more of a fundraiser/ass-kissing type thing."

"And why do you want me to go?" Payson asked.

"Because," Austin said, moving his face within an inch of hers and looking right into her eyes. "I'm ridiculously attracted to you."

Payson stared back at him skeptically. "Okay, fine. I forgot about the stupid thing until my manager called me twenty minutes ago. And you're the only gym rat still here."

"Gym rat?"

"You know, someone that spends all their time in a gym," Austin said with a shrug. "Come on, Keeler! I'm practically begging you."

"Let me get this straight. You barge in on me while I'm half-naked, ask me what size my bra is, call me a gym rat, and now you're asking me for a favor?"


"You're unbelievable," Payson said as she shook her head. "Why should I do this for you?"

"Because Russo will be there," Austin teased.

Payson looked away from him, hoping he couldn't see the blush on her face, and that he hadn't seen how her eyes had lit up at the sound of Nicky's name. Austin put his hand on her head and turned her back to face him. Grinning like crazy, he leaned over a pecked her on the cheek. "Pick you up at seven."


"Tell me again why you're doing this," Lauren said to her as she held a curling iron in Payson's hair. She took the half-empty bottle of hairspray and sprayed in until Payson coughed.

"Do you have to use so much of that?" she complained. When Lauren didn't reply, Payson continued. "I'm just doing a nice thing for a friend."

"Right," Lauren said, rolling her eyes. "You wouldn't even do this for me, Pay. Wait, I got it! You like Austin!"

Payson started to argue, but Lauren continued. "No. That's not it. Kaylie and Emily are the ones that like him. Plus, he's totally not your type."

Payson nodded her head in agreement, but then she screamed. "Ow, Lauren! You burnt me! Again!"

"If you would hold still, I wouldn't burn you," Lauren said.

"Are you done yet?" Payson asked.

"For the billionth time, no. And don't change the subject," Lauren said.

"Lauren, unlike you, I don't have to have an ulterior motive for being nice to someone," Payson snapped.

"I'm doing this for you, aren't I? And what am I getting in return?"

"I'll owe you big time for this," Payson said.

"By the way, why did you ask me to do this?"

"Like you said, Kaylie and Emily are both attracted to him. You're not. Plus, they've got their whole 'promise ring' thing going on now," Payson said.

"You have a promise ring, too," Lauren reminded her.

Payson raised her hand so that Lauren could see it. The ring was evident on her finger. Payson lowered her hand back down. Then when she raised it again, the ring was gone. "It's stupid," Payson told Lauren, then she tossed it across the room. "I don't need a ring to remind me that gymnastics is the most important thing in my life."

"Gymnastics is the only thing in your life, Pay," Lauren told her with a laugh.

"No, it's not. The only reason I'm going tonight is to see Nicky."

"Aw, that's so sweet." Lauren said.

"Shut up."

"Why don't you just go see him?"

"I can't tell my mom that I want to drive all the way to Denver to see him."

"Why not?"

"I don't want to. It'd be too embarrassing."

"Well," Lauren said. She turned handed Payson a mirror. "What do you think?"

"The hair looks great, Lo. Thank you," Payson said.

"Now it's time for makeup," Lauren said. Payson groaned. "Austin will be here in an hour. We don't have much time. And you have to look good for Nicky."

Okay, guys, this story is just something I couldn't get out of my head. Before all of my fellow Payson/Nicky shippers start calling my a traitor, just remember that I still ship Payson/Nicky. This story might even turn out to be Payson/Nicky. Or it might be Payson/Austin. You'll just have to read to find out.

I have the next 2 or 3 chapters already finished, so I can update as soon as I get 5 reviews!