Tayvis one shots

Juno

This one is short I did it in maths class I'll do Another one at the weekend

The studio was buzzing with creativity. Taylor stood in the middle of the room, dramatically gesturing to illustrate her ideas. She was showing Sabrina and Gracie exactly how she imagined the stage movements for Juno Story, breaking down how Sabrina might move and interact with the audience to make each song as powerful as possible.

"So, for the big emotional part," Taylor was saying, stepping forward with intensity, "you'd be here, dead center, and the spotlight's on you. This is where the whole audience feels every word, every note."

Sabrina watched, nodding thoughtfully. Gracie was sitting cross-legged on the floor, leaning in, her eyes bright with interest.

Just then, the studio door swung open, and Travis, one of their mutual friends and Sabrina's old bandmate, walked in unexpectedly. He stopped short, eyes widening at the sight of Taylor mid-pose, arms spread wide as if she was reaching out to an invisible crowd.

"Uh... should I be worried here?" Travis chuckled, raising an eyebrow. "Did I just walk into a secret stage choreography class?"

Taylor looked over her shoulder, slightly embarrassed but grinning. "Perfect timing, actually! Come help us brainstorm, Travis. I was just showing Sabrina how she could work the stage a little more—really get the audience in her grip."

Travis smirked, crossing his arms. "Oh, I see, so you're the new tour director, huh?" he teased. "So, what's this 'get the audience in her grip' move? You sure she won't trip over the mic stand?"

Sabrina and Gracie burst out laughing, and even Taylor couldn't help but join in, shaking her head. "Don't be a skeptic, Travis! Stage presence is everything," she insisted, gesturing for him to watch. "If Sabrina just stands still, she won't make nearly as strong an impact as she could. Right, Sab?"

Sabrina smiled, appreciating Taylor's passion. "I think Taylor's right. But hey, if you're so concerned about me tripping over the mic stand, maybe you should be the one to test it out," she said with a wink.

Travis laughed, but he took a few steps forward, putting on a mock-serious face. "Fine, fine, let me see what you've got planned for our superstar here," he said, taking Taylor's spot in the center of the studio.

Taylor raised her hands in mock surrender. "Alright, show us your stuff. But remember, you're trying to make the audience feel something."

Travis puffed up his chest, standing tall, and then threw himself into an exaggerated performance, pretending to sing an imaginary ballad. He took wide, sweeping steps across the room, pausing every few seconds to clutch at his heart and reach out dramatically.

Everyone dissolved into laughter, Gracie clutching her sides as tears pricked her eyes.

"Alright, alright, I think I get it," Travis said, catching his breath and grinning at Taylor. "Point taken. You want her to move around and pull the audience in. Got it." He looked at Sabrina. "And for the record, Sab, I think you'll do great. Just... maybe skip the heart-clutching bit," he added with a smirk.

Taylor threw her arm around Travis, laughing. "See, this is why we needed you here. A little comic relief in between all my serious talk."