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((Sorry i'm so late posting guys i'll TRY catch up...lol))


Zara stood on the over-crowded bus full of rather sweaty looking people.
The heat was stifling, but the sun was dazzling and that's all Zara cared about.
It was just a pity she wouldn't catch a tan.
The bus jolted to a sudden hault that sent Zara hurtling forward into a man standing nearer the front.
"OhMYGODI'MSOSOSOSORRY!" Zara apologised in a babbling burble of speech.
And then she froze.
"Joseph...?" She breathed, or rather didn't, it couldn't be...but it was
"JOEY!!!!!" She squealed, throwing her arms around him (and having to jump to do so might she add).
W.O.W. He was tall.
Joseph chuckled, his eyes bright as he grinned at his friend, returning the hug," Hey Zara, missed you hon."
His voice, had it always been that...husky? Deep? Zara didn't know.
They were starting to attract attention now, people were staring.
Zara cringed and turned bright red.
The two friends continued to talk quietly, awkwardly, seeing as they were being stared at so much.
Finally their stop came and they both got off and looked out across the sandy white beach,and the shimmering azure ocean waves.
Joseph whistled and then chuckled slightly," Well...here we are..." He said, taking Zara's moon-pale hand in his own deep tanned one and beginning to walk down toward the sand.
"Oh wait!" Zara said hurriedly, as she bent down and kicked off her sneakers, smiling sheepishly.
"It's been a while..." She explained.
But how could she explain? How could she explain the way the soft, hot sand felt between her danity toes or how the ocean breeze felt when it brushed her face and made her smile or how it smelt of sweet ice-cream asnd sun-tan lotion?
Zara just smiled and Joseph nodded, understanding the meaning behind those words.
He looked at Zara for a moment, and she looked at him, and the friends smiled, studying eachother as they walked down closer toward the middle of the beach on the hot sand.
Joseph watched Zara...she was...different, very different, she was still pale as always- the only one who could never catch a tan out of all of them, the shy, awkward girl.
Now she seemed different, age had complim,ented her face, defining her striking features and accentuating her figure.
She was a woman now, and Joseph ahd to admit that scared him a little.

ooc... (can i still join in on this, or all full? )

Izzy blinked, and her brow furrowed slightly as she took in the man they had just bumped into.
And then it hit her.
"Adam...?" She whispered, her face lighting up.
Joseph just grinned, "Hey there, haven't seen you in a while my good man."

Izzy's heart sank as she heard his slurring voice.
She had hoped the rumors wer untrue...
Izzy studied Adam for a moment- he looked different, obviously it had been years- everyone was bound to have changed- but Adam looked older still...he looked disoriented: probably because of the alcohol and drugs but still, if Izzy looked really hard at him- he looked vunerable.
Izzy smiled sadly and a gust of wind blew in their direction blowing her raven hair in the breeze and making her squint against the sun further, "Were okay, -bumped into eachother on the bus- Adam...are you alright? You look ab it..." Izzy let her voice trail off.
He knew what she meant.

Joseph watched Izzy's face fall and felt saddened himself- What was Adam DOING? Throwing his life away like this.
Jospeh wondered if the others had seen hijm like this, if they were here too.

After changing into her bikini and pulling on a jean mini skirt, Autumn grabbed her coach purse and began out the door as she heard the phone ring inside. She ran back quickly, figuring it was her brother returning her call.
"Adam? Hello?" She answered with a little more frantically than she had mean. "Stop calling this number!" she yelled and hung up the phone and began out the door.

Autumn figured she would take a walk around town, shop, and maybe end up at the beach later. She could only hope that no reporters would be following her around like mad because they wanted information on her brother. Though the pretty girl did not hide herself; she walked with confidence as she crossed streets and passed people recognising her. Everything was fine until she passed a news stand with an asian man who began squacking at her.

"You her! You Autumn!" He squabbled, pointing at a magazine on a clip. Autumn paid no attention till he began poking at her shoulder.
"Look, you her! You brother!"

When she looked, Autumn saw that the magazines had began to compare her and her brother. She threw a five dollar bill and took the magazine briskly, flipping through it. A minute later she pulled out her phone and speed-dialed Adams number.
"Answer!" she screamed in her head instead of outloud, risking herself looking like a mad-woman.

Izzy stared at Adam.

Joseph cleared his throat," Uh...I'm going to see where the others are..." He mumbled, before making his way down the beach.
Izzy shot a look after him, thanks Joe, thanks a bunch- just leave me then.
Izzy turned back to Adam, "Who was Leona Emmerson...?" Izzy asked quietly, holding his gaze.
Izzy herself preffered books to Magazines but she knew at least a little bit about the news.
How could Adam be so...heartless?
This was not the Adam she had known.

"Adam?" Autumn asked when he answered. She almost couldn't believe it was him. He never yelled at her, unless they were seriously fighting, which was rare anyways. "Adam, what is going on with you? I can't get people to leave me alone! You don't even talk to me anymore!!!" She realized she was a bit loud, and quieted her voice down as she sat down on a bench, hoping nobody was staring. "Don't tell me its all true, Adam. You're not doing drugs are you? We really need to talk, in person, Adam."

((sorry, writers block, gotta goooo... feel free to play Autumn for me, Jimmeh!=D ))

"Do I sound like Matt?" Autumn asked sarcastically. She, just like Adam, was not quite fond of his agent Matt. "Adam, we really need to.." she got cut off as he then started to say that he was busy. "Old friends? From high school?" Autumn recollected as she spoke, remembering all of his old friends that she hung out with as well when she wasn't with her some of her own friends. "I'll come meet you," she said excitedly. "See you soon!"
Autumn hung up before Adam could reply, jumping off the bench and picking up speed towards the beach. It was only about a fifteen minute walk from the shopping strip, and Autumn walked with full speed in excitement.

((Major writers blooooock! Work! EEEP!))

Matthias looked on from his floating spot in the ocean. Everyone was still on the beach. But, he enjoyed the quiet, and so turned in the water to face the horizon. It was beautiful, the ocean. He loved in. In the Corp, you didn't get much time to go to the beach. You didn't get much time to go...well...anywhere. He was always being ordered somewhere, always being told to go lock down this area and secure this building. And every assignment seemed more dangerous than the last.

Shaking the images of the endless desert from his mind, Matthias sighed in contentment. Maybe...maybe now that he was back home for a bit, he could calm himself down, relax. And maybe, for once in days, he could get a full night's sleep. Iraq did stuff to you, and Matthias had developed a moderate case of insomnia. He hated just staying in his bunk all night knowing, inevitably, he was going to have to get up in the morning.

Matthias turned as he heard a scream. It was Noelle. And Lily had showed up, finally. Smiling, Matthias waded closer to shore and waved to the gathered group. "Come on, guys!" He smiled wider. "We ARE at the beach, aren't we? You gonna stand around and stare at each other forever?!" Matthias dove under the water, making sure to keep his sunglasses and bandana firmly on his head. The water was crystal-clear, but very salty. Blinking his eyes a few times, Matthias surfaced and replaced his sunglasses.

The water was absolutely amazing. Not too cold, but not too warm either. Gentle waves were succeeded evrey once in awhile by larger ones, and seagulls flew happily overhead. It was a perfect day. Just like I left it.