The group had been traveling for a while now and Parker was getting restless. He didn't like to stay put for too long and when he was, he began to writhe around and get uncomfortable. "When-," he paused to sit up under his seatbelt and adjust his back, "-are we going to get there?" Parker leaned over Meyah who was next to him and looked out the window. "Sorry Meyah," he said, giving a cheesy smile over to her when he got back into position. He was in between two others, which was the worst place you could put Parker. He was too restless.

Parker sat there motionless for a few seconds and then looked forward to the radio. It had a shitty pop song on and Parker wanted to rip his ears off. No music annoyed him more than pop. He looked away and ignored it. "So Candie May," he said looking forward to her driving to the lake house. "How awesome is this house supposed to be? And will there be beer? Yes, there will." Parker though for a second about the possibility of there not being any. "If there isn't, I might have to leave."

He then kept quiet and looked out the window. Tall green trees covered the perimeter of the road and it looked as if they were driving through a never-ending forest. Parker guessed that they were almost there, since they weren't on a major road and he could see signs that said they were nearing the lake they were headed for. He couldn't wait for when they got there. He was going to have the most fun possible. In three months, He had to head off to four more years of school, so he was going to use every second of the break. After this, he was on his own, and he still wasn't ready. Parker wasn't a grown-up yet. He was still childish and irresponsible and he didn't want to grow up any time soon.

((Bah, I thought I could post something good, but it turned out like this. Sorry :( Oh ya and if this doesn't work out either, Ima cry.))

Derek hated cars. That wasn't even good enough. Derek detested cars. Or, more precisely, he hated riding in them. Especially with his 7 other friends.
"Lord, Parker. Calm down." Parker was smashed up against him and he wasn't enjoying himself. He tried to wiggle his arm down to get his book. At least he could do something productive while driving in this Hell-On-The-Go. "Honestly, I think everyone should just relax, I'm sure we're gonna get there soon." He cussed under his breath when he flet his book slip under the car seat, "Dandy. Just friggin peachy." He leaned back and glanced over at Amy. He resisted calling Parker some...unwelcome names and decided to take a nap.

Lord, if only the road wasn't so bumpy. Derek had a feeling he was a gonna be a bit grumpy for a while. And trust me, it's not pretty for either side of the party.

"No-ugh... look, I don't care when he goes to bed. Just turn on the TV and he'll fall asleep on the couch or something. Yeah -hold on a second- Parker! For fuck's sake, quit squirming around. Shit, you're worse then Chris on sugar..."

Jack shook his head and flipped his phone shut, choosing to end the conversation with his sister instead of prolonging her bullshit questions and attempts at guilt tripping him. Was it so terrible he wanted to take a trip without his son in tow? Granted he went out every other weekend with friends, but this was a once in a lifetime chance that would never come again.

"Dude, of course there's gonna be beer." Jack answered in a slightly bored tone. "The only question should be how long it'll take us to go through it."

He settled back in his seat to look out his window. The last thing he wanted to think about was going back home, doomed to living with his parents and going to a community college all because his cheapskate parents wouldn't help him find an apartment. Just because he partied a lot now didn't mean he would completely abandon Chris to daycare when he was finally on his own.

The blond groaned when his phone began ringing again. This time, it was his mother and her voice could be hear loud and clear through the receiver.

"Jack! I am sick and tired of this! Either you come back right now and pick up Chris or I will drive down to this lake house of your friend's myself and drop him off--"

Jack rolled his eyes and hung up his phone. "Whatever. She'll never find the address." He laughed at the thought and shoved his phone in his pocket. "Last thing we all need, eh guys?"

It was generally quiet down where he stayed for the summer. He always went alone, his parents never dared to go 'stay in an old, smelly cabin infested with bugs'. And while he stayed in the small cabin on the edge of the lake, not many other people came down by where he was staying. If someone did happen to come along, it was usually a couple of adults, or an old couple, who never made any noise. That was what Oblio enjoyed. No noise, no crowds, no people. It always felt like he was alone, and he felt safe to go out into the lake and swim for most of the days of summer. Sometimes he brought his motorcycle down, and took rides on the old road.

The only pain was that he constantly had to fix the bike. Riding on the un-paved roads just caused the chains on the bike to get clogged up with dirt. Almost every week he had to take them off, fill up a bucket with motor-oil, and clean them off. Which was what he was doing at the time. He was dressed in a white t-shirt, with his black leather jacket pulled over. Even though the sun was out, it's bright light filtering through the canopy of leaves on the trees, he still had it on. There was a slight breeze, one that most people didn't mind, and he was almost happy that it wasn't as nice today as it was all the other days. He hated sitting out in the bright sun, unless in the water of the lake.

Oblio reached forward towards the silver bucket, down on his knees with the silver motorcycle looming above him, tilted over to the side slightly. The kickstand was extended towards him, keeping the bike balanced on the driveway of the cabin. His light blue jeans were stained with motor-oil, rips and tears in the fabric. With an annoyed sigh, he grabbed the toothbrush rested on the ground, dipping it into the thick liquid. With the red brush in his hand, he leaned backwards, still on his knees, and began to vigorously scrub at each individual link in the chain, cursing quietly under his breath. He was deep in thought, thinking about how much it would cost to get a new motorcycle, and how much it would bother his parents if he was to get another one. Nothing usually was able to bring him out of his little world, but there was one things that could.

The sound of a car heading down the dirt road. He was always nice enough to go and speak to the people on summer break, he actually enjoyed socializing with most of the adults. But even through the tinted windows of the vehicle, he could see many figures inside. Even though it was moving by quite quickly, he could see the one person right up against the window. Obviously, not adult. Maybe around his own age. Oblio could only assume that the rest of the car was a bunch of teenagers as well, excited to stay in a cabin on the lake together. As the car passed, he swore that he could hear the people inside.

His pale blue eyes followed the vehicle until he decided to look away. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Their cabin was probably one of the ones near the end of the road. But then again, those were the crappy cabins. All the nicer ones were across from him, along the other side of the lake. Maybe they were far away. Maybe they wouldn't be as loud as they were in the vehicles. Or maybe they were just passing through, off to somewhere else? Oblio could only hope. But then again, he always had bad luck. With people, and...

He glanced back to his motorcycle, the chain still in one hand along with the brush in the other. People, and motorcycles.

Ali groaned loudly yanking the headphones out of his ears sharply and turning around to face Parker and Derek, he was actually grateful that he had been able to claim "Shotgun" At the begining of the trip it was a heated debate and more or less a race to actually get into the front set of the van. "Will you guys just shut up! The map says that we'll be there in like ten minutes. Then we can probably chill out and get the summer started. I for one would love to see Amy swimming suit" He dragged his voice flirtily giving a light laugh.

He looked casually out of the window at the passing trees he could see the lake through gaps in the trees he for one couldn't wait untill they could go swimming. It was warm outside and even warmer in the car even with the windows down, so it seems that the weather would be well for them over the course of the trip.

Jack glanced up at the front passenger seat with a snorted laugh. "Yeah, that's right, Ali. You want to Amy in a swimsuit. Great cover. S'long as you keep your peepers off me I don't give a damn who you really want to ogle."

The blond boy hadn't always been so hostile when it came or homosexuality or bisexuality. In fact, he had been mostly accepting of it right until someone had decided to spread rumors throughout the school Jack himself was gay. In his attempt to prove these rumors false, he slept with the first willing girl he could find, which had resulted in the birth of his one and half year old son, Chris.

Oddly enough, while he continued to take out his anger out on his friends who had admitted to be of a less then straight preference, he had not dated, or even seriously flirted with a girl since that one night stand with the mother of his child.

"Sorry to disapoint you Jack but your not really my type" Ali said sarcastically looking behind him at Jack and giving a light laugh. He was actually right about Jack not being his type he didn't really know what he went for in terms of boyfriend material or even girlfriend material, really he just wanted to find someone who had the same interests and was fun to be around kind of like his friends but someone closer. Sighing lightly he stretched his arms out in front of him feeling a satisfying click of his knuckles. "Probably have some lunch when we get there how does that sound to everyone?" He asked to the majority of the van.

Jack rolled his eyes and promptly gave the other boy the middle finger. "Whatever helps you sleep at night, dude." He mumbled and returned to staring out the window, listening to the sound of his cell phone vibrating as his mother tried over and over again to get in touch with him. "Can't believe she actually wants me to take Chris here... God, she thinks I'm supposed to take him everywhere..."

It looked like they were just about there, which brought a large grin to his face. Any previous arguement was all but forgotten at the mention of food. "Fuck yeah, man! I'm starving to death with these two 'wonderful examples of the society' back here!"

He glanced over his shoulder once more at the car that continued down the road. Hopefully they wouldn't be going anywhere near his cabin. Maybe they were just passing through, and not even staying here at all. If they were staying, maybe he could just stay in another cabin far enough away, but still on the lake. He didn't mind staying in a smaller one.

Oblio looked up suddenly, hearing the sound of a screen door opening. Without even staring for too long, he could tell that it was the owner of the cabin telling him to get off his property. This was the man he always borrowed the motor oil from, and did all the work on his driveway. He dropped the brush back in the bucket of motor-oil, grabbing the handle and rising to his feet. Before the man could even speak, Oblio appeared around the corner, the bucket in his hand.

"You should head on back to your own place." He spoke, reaching forward to take the supplies back from the boy. Oblio just nodded, shrugging his shoulders and pulling his leather jacket further over his shoulders. With a quick wave to the man, he turned around, heading towards the motorcycle parked on the driveway. With a light nudge to the kickstand, he swung a leg over, sitting down on the seat. He twisted around to grab the silver motorcycle helmet behind him. As he pulled it over his head, the world around him was tinted an odd orange color. Placing his left foot down to keep the bike up, he rolled on a bit of the throttle, he released the rear brake, keeping his balance as he rolled on the throttle even more.

He rode off the driveway smoothly, pulling on the handle. The engine seemed to growl behind him as the silver bike sped up. It was like music to his ears, especially without the constant jamming of the chain slowing him down. Oblio grabbed a quick glance up as he headed down the road, leaning over to the right in order to pass the van down in the middle of the road. The rear wheel almost slipped on the loose soil on the edge of the road, yet all he did was speed up and was able to regain control of the vehicle, cutting pass the van without a second thought. With the speed he was going, he was able to pull up beside his cabin in only a mere few minutes. He could remember...ever since he was able to get on a motorcycle and drive, he was coming down here by himself with no parents. Completely alone, to the quiet landscapes of California. Before he always had to get a ride, but now it was he was free to do what he wanted.

Oblio cut of the bike's engine, pulling off his helmet as he balanced the vehicle underneath him, now deep in thought on some of the things that he was really focused on. It was stupid before, he shouldn't have been worrying so much about a van. Now he just had to worry about school once summer was over.

Candice had the radio on most of the time, smiling at peoples' conversations and Parkers complaining. She rolled her eyes when she heard him ask if she had brought beer. That was like asking if she had brought shoes. Candice wasn't an alcoholic, but it was hard having a truely good time without something to get you intoxicated.

"Parker, are you really asking me that?" She asked, raising an eyebrow although he couldn't see it. She tapped her gold nails on the steering wheel before she saw the house off to the left, noticing the water in front of it first and identifying it immediately. She broke out into a big grin and made an extremely sharp turn which sent everyone sprawling right. "Sorry." She mumbled quickly before parking the car in the garage about 5 feet away from the house. She shut off the engine and grabbed the keys out of the ignition, stepping out of the drivers seat with achey legs. She stood up tall and stretched, tossing her keychained-out pair of car keys in her pocket. She walked to the back of the car with her favorite black tank top and Hollister shorts on. She used the key again to unlock the trunk, jumping back quickly to make sure she wasn't hit by the avalanche of falling bags.

"Well, who set up this murder mountain of bags and tried to kill me?" She joked, shaking her head before picking up some of the bags and setting them upright. She emptied the trunk of its bags and climbed in, leaning over the backseat and putting her chin on Parker's head. "You guys gonna get out? Cuz I want to go swimming." She said a smile on her face as she ducked out of the trunk. She looked up at the house, stone squares rooted deeply in the water that led up to her house. The sun was still pretty high in the sky, so they had about two hours until it got dark.

"Mkay guys. Now I know this is gonna be like the Animal Kingdom race when I say this, but there are four rooms. Each room has a double bed in it, so some people are gonna have to sleep together. Not like that, just like, in the same bed...Wow I sound like a rapist. But then again, you probably all think that I am already. I'm gonna shut up now." Candice said, blushing like an idiot. She grabbed her old peace bag that had tons of stickers and things sewn on it and jumped across the stones to get to the house, smiling big just from that little burst of excitement. She thought about the kid that she had seen on his motor bike, and wondered who he was. She shrugged and headed up to the house, heading straight for the room with the biggest double bed.

Amy just sat there quietly the whole entire ride, reading a book and listening to music. The music wasn't too loud though, so she could at least hear when she was being spoken to. All that was happening now was complete chaos though. Parker was squirming around and Jack was on the phone, talking rather loudly to his relatives. The only time she looked up was when Ali mentioned her name. Her friends knew very well that she really hated her body, even though it was fine, and never did wear a swimsuit without anything over it. She scoffed. "I doubt you'll ever see me in a swim suit." Amy said. "I even brought clothes just to wear in the pool.. And lunch sounds good. I'm starving. But you know what they say, guys. No swimming until thirty minutes after you eat." Amy scolded playfully. She glanced over at Derek and then back at her book. "Are we there yet?" She whined, like a child. Her voice was actually very high pitched, she sounded like a child no matter what she said, and that made it hard for people to take her seriously, but she didn't care. Her voice was the one thing she loved about herself.
"If I don't eat some food soon, I literally disappear in front of you all. And there better be strawberries and soda, 'cuz you guys know I don't drink beer." She pouted at everyone.

Once they reached, Amy grinned. "Yay! Last one out's a rotten item of food!" She said, and then she basically crawled over everyone to get out, and fell down on the floor. She laughed, she was always clumsy. When Candice mentioned something about four bedrooms, she shrugged. She didn't really mind sharing a bed with anyone here, unless they were mini rapists, which none of them should have been. "I'll share a room or bed with anyone who wants me to," She said, getting up and brushing herself off, she smiled. "I'll just wait for you all to get out before I even try to get my bags."
((Sorry this is so crappy. D: My writing skills suck right now.))

Reinette hadn't really been paying attention to her friends in the car - of course, she hadn't ignored them the whole ride, but she sure as hell wasn't going to carry on a conversation this far into the ride. No, the girl was much more interested in her iPod and the selection of music on it than anything else. Her thumb spun around in a circle a few times on the touch circle of the ancient iPod video as she selected a new playlist. She had had this iPod for years, and had taken good care of it. If there was one thing in her life that she wouldn't let anyone even lay a finger on without proper consequences, it was this iPod.

Though, the mention of food was enough to pull her away from her music for a moment.

"What, did somebody say something about food? I want food. Food's good" she rambled on, pulling one earbud from her ear as she glanced about the car. She heard Amy mention something about not swimming until 30 minutes after eating, and she couldn't help but laugh. "So what are you going to do to me if I eat and swim at the same time?" She paused in her laughter though, and thought about it. "Ew, wait. No. Nevermind. I don't want crumbs in the pool."

It wasn't long, though before they had arrived at the house. With a smile, Reinette climbed from the car, stretching her arms and legs out a bit. "Jesus, that was a long ride..." she mumbled, heading around to the back of the car to find a mess of bags awaiting her. Glancing down at the pile, she shrugged, grabbing for the first bag of hers that she saw. There was one other, and it took her a moment to find it. Dragging them from the mess, she placed them on the ground before running her fingers through her hair.

"So... we're sharing beds, huh?" A smile slipped onto her face slowly, before she spoke again. "So if I just happen to be a rapist, does that mean that I'm shunned to having to have a bed all to myself?" She laughed, picking up one of her bags and hoisting it over her shoulder, before grabbing the other. A groan escaped her lips - she figured she probably shouldn't have packed so much. But, she never was a light packer. It was always best to overestimate what you'd need, because you never knew what might happen... at least, it was always best, in her mind.

As she walked to the house, she yelled out a quick statement to the group. "I honestly don't care who I'm sharing with, loves. Just... I don't know," she said, turning to look at them. "If you wanna share with me, find my room. If not, thats your loss!" She laughed, heading inside the house to a different room that had yet to be claimed.

The car was chaotic.
Parker was leaning over her, and Meyah stuck her tongue out at him as he apologized half-heartedly. Derek was on Parker's other side and he was mumbling something or another to Parker. Meyah knew he hated cars and almost felt bad for him. But he could deal. She wasn't too crazy about the stuffy car, either. Jack was on his phone and arguing with his 'rentals about taking his son to their summer home. Yeah, right, she thought. What delusion were his parents suffering from? Ali was nagging Parker and Derek both about their whining; Candice was probably considering the beer- although Meyah wasn't always sober nor an alcoholic, she really didn't care one way or another. She was convinced they were going to have a great time; beer would probably increase the chances that they were going to do something stupid. Amy and Reinette had been mainly silent the entire way, and for that Meyah was grateful.

A god-awful pop song had come on over the radio and Meyah unbuckled her seat belt and moved out of her squished position between the two and flipped over the station to country. "Will y'all keep it down!" When a Carrie Underwood song came up, she began to sing along, glancing out the window. They were there.

Meyah waited until a few of the others had exited the van. As soon as she stepped foot outside the car, she was hit by the stifling heat and immediately began to air herself off by pulling in and out her blue tanktop, allow the suctioned air to escape. She let out a breath, wishing for a pool. When Candice began to talk about rooming, she smiled. "Hopefully y'all won't rape me in my sleep. I know I'm sexy, but learn some self-restraint." She flashed a smile and headed to the back, where she grabbed her three suitcases. Four weeks was a lot of clothes, and she was lucky she'd been able to stuff all her essentials in three bags. She knew Reinette would be prepared for anything that would happen this summer. She fished her iPod out of her suitcase and patted the pocket of her white shorts to reassure herself her phone remained hers.
Besides, her parents would kill her if she lost that. Literally.
She turned and followed Candice and Reinette, grinning with anticipation. Damn, the house was big. And beautiful. She wasn't naive enough to dismiss the fact- if this house was ruined whilst they remained here, they would be in some hot water. She shrugged the fact off. Now wasn't the time for worries, and she was going to head to the swimming pool soon as she claimed a room and roommate.

Jack nearly fell out of the car once the door had been opened. Once he was able to stretch his legs he groaned. "I never wanna do that again."
After stumbling around the the driveway and getting a good look at the lake he grinned. This was going to be one hell of a good vacation.

"Well, hey as long I'm not in the same room as Ali I know I'm not in danger of being molested or catching the gay." He laughed, but it was cut off as his phone began to ring again. With a frustrated sigh be flipped his phone open again. "Look, I'm getting really ex--... oh. Oh, hey, little man." Jack's entire demeanor seemed to shift as he recognized his son's babbling voice. "Yeah, your daddy's on a trip..." He glanced at his friends, before lowering his voice. "No, I won't be coming back tomorrow. I'll be back soon, Chris... be good. And tell your grandma she's a manipulative snake." The phone closed with a loud snap. For a moment, Jack stood still before wordlessly chucking his cell phone into the lake and shuffling over to the car and digging through the trunk.

"I need a fucking beer."

Parker jumped out of the car and rolled onto the driveway. He lay on the ground and looked up into the sky. He let out a great sigh and stretched out his arms and legs. After a few seconds of spazzing out, he looked back to the group and jumped up. "Well, on the rooms situation...I don't want to cause any fighting between the girls, so I'm going to leave as you rip each others hair out over me," he said making a large smile. Without waiting for the girls' sarcastic replies, he ran out to the backyard.

He pulled off his shirt as he ran down the yard and then his flip-flops. Parker then ran down the dock and jumped into the lake. It was nice. Warm, but not too warm and refreshing. He began to float on his back and splash his hands. He was having the time of his life. He heard Jack say he needed a beer before he ran down to the lake and then yelled to him before he went inside. "Hey, get me one too!"

Ali stepped out of the car as he heard Candice mention about them having to share rooms he didn't really mind he was close to all of his friends. When Jack made a comment about not wanting to share a room with him in case he caught something from him. That really struck Ali but being the sensitive person he was he just spoke softly "Now Jack im gonna let that one slide but next time you make a remark like to me i wont be happy" He said as he grabbed his two bags and went into the house following Candine walking past the room that Candice had gone in and was now following Reinette. He paused outside the door and thought she really wouldnt mind they got on well and Reinette did like the same music as him including his secret love of musical theatre. Tapping on the door he smiled "Hey ReiRei do you mind if i stay with you?" He asked tilting his head to side and smilling widely at her to try and get her to crack.

Reinette plopped all of her things down into the room she had claimed as her own. Glancing about, she took in the surroundings - it was a pretty lavish room, she had to admit that. But yet, it still had that "cabin" feel to it, and she found herself growing even more fond of it by the second. The bed was big, and the furniture was all a nice cherry wood coloring. Smiling, she used her foot to push her bags against the wall, before turning around at the sound of someone's voice.

It was Ali who had spoken up, and Rei tried her hardest to pull a straight face, but couldn't end up doing it. A smile broke out, and she laughed at his question. "Yeah, sure! Seem's you've picked the best room to stay in. Which makes this the ultimate room, and everybody else should just be jealous!" The last part was a bit louder than normal, as it was meant to be heard by anyone else around them. Giggling, she made her way over to the dark haired male, taking one of his bags from him and placing it in the room for him.

"Feel free to unpack and put your stuff wherever. Theres no rules for this room, I say. We'll just go with the flow." She smiled at him, before crouching on the ground and unclasping her suitcases. It wasn't too long before her stuff was in drawers and on shelves and tabletops. With a triumphant smile, she pushed her now empty suitcases under the bed, before turning on Ali. "Right. So. Need help unpacking? I've got the hands of a wizard. And that wasn't meant to sound perverted at all."

Candice dropped her bags off in the biggest room, looking around and smiling at the memories she had here. She used to jump on the bed after emerging from the lake with her friends when she was little. She used to play dolls here. There were a lot of happy memories and events that had happened to her at this very house. She tossed her suitcase on the foot couch by the edge of the bed and unzipped it, pulling out her favorite bikini. It was pink with one thin line running down the middle. She quickly ran into the bathroom and put it on, smiling and posing in the mirror. She blew a kiss at it before grabbing her swim cover up and walking outside.

When Candice saw Parker in the pool, she smiled and laughed a little. Candice had always been really tight with Parker, sometimes more than all her other friends. She tossed off her cover up and tossed it by one of the squares. She jumped to the last square and leaped off into the big part of the lake with Parker, endulging herself in the blue waters before emerging up high and laughing, a big grin plastered on her face.
"You guys have to get in here. It's fricking amazing!" She shouted loudly. Then she remembered about the boy she had saw earlier and wondered more about him.

She climbed reluctantly out of the lake, and jumped on the squares to go grab her cover up. She tossed it on quickly, and tossed her long hair from underneath it.
"I'll be right back." She said, putting on her glitter flip flops and heading over to the neighbors house. She walked over their slowly, surveying the area and nodding in appreciation. When she arrived, she stood at the front door and rang the bell. She wanted to be friendly and invite him over in the lake with her and her friends.

Ali smiled lightly giving a laugh he spoke "Don't worry Hun i won't tell anyone" he said cheerfully giving a playfull wink. He allowed her to take his back into the room he put his large rucksack on one of the chairs in the room. "That bags just got my clothes in for the week two different pairs of swiming trunks and this bag is other stuff like underwear and my many chargers and lenses" He actually neglected to mention the fact that he had an adult type night light that also worked as a charger for his amera an ipod so he always had an exscuse to use in. But this was only a travel night light, alltough he may have no real use for it especially since now was summer the night would be lighter, wouldn't they?. He was allways confused about the whole light and dark situation during different seasons.

Opening up the rusack he picked pulled out a larger case filled with different lenses for his camera along with the charger for the camera, the charger for his ipod, his phone and of course the all duty night light. Not many people knew about his extreme fear of the dark he only really told a selet few mainly his parents and his sister.

Oblio had just began to relax. Even with the motorcycle on the front lawn of his cabin, he knew no one would take it. In this area, it was usually adults with their young children, people who would never dare steal anyone's things. As soon as he entered his cabin, pulling shut the wooden door behind him, he stepped over to the window. The curtains were open, letting the sunlight flood into the room. He grabbed a hold of both pieces of the thin fabric, and drew them shut. The lighting in the room changed almost instantly, darkening a bit. A bit of light still filtered in through the curtains, which kept the cabin lit up.

He turned around towards the couch at the other end of the room. There was a small side table near it, with a lamp lit up. Beside that, a huge pile of papers. But that was barely anything. Since this was, pretty much, his cabin, Oblio decorated it with however he wanted to. His decorations included nothing but paper. He had been running out of room in the bedroom, so he decided to put all of his work in the spot he worked in the most. The living room. The walls were covered in paper, taped up or staying on the wall with a tack. There were layers of paper, most of it just notes or scribbles of his depictions of works of philosophy. A bit of it was his poetry. A small amount was work for school.

With a pencil in his hand, he sat down on the couch near the lamp, grabbing a few pieces of paper from the stack beside him, and reading it over carefully. Thoughts filled his mind as his pale eyes moved over the words.

'This is where the human now stands, in this vast continuity of time, looking back at the past in wonder, and trying to fathom the future. But the human and its intellect, is the center event in this chain of events, for it was with the human that matter began to be shaped so as to have purpose and value. Before the human, all matter blindly followed natural laws and processes. With the human came an entirely new function in the cosmos, the function of altering and redirecting natural processes and materials to give them purpose and value.'

The words repeated in his head a few times, before an idea came. Just like how simple it used to be, from sharpening a stick to hunt with to now, mining the ore, smelting it to purity, and shaping it into a vessel that can travel in space. As soon as he pressed his pencil to the paper to begin writing, his train of thought came to a crashing halt. The doorbell. Something he didn't hear very often. And when the ringing sound did echo through his temporary home every now and then, it was usually someone trying to sell him another cabin, not knowing that he was only 17 and had no money to buy an expensive luxury home.

Oblio looked up suddenly, at the door. A few seconds passed, before he finally got up to his feet, dropping his pencil. With the papers still in one hand, he struggled to regain his thoughts again as he stepped towards the door. He reached forward to open it, expecting to be, as soon as the door opened, a man with pictures of lakeside homes. The hinges creaked as the wooden door opened, and without even looking up, he began to speak.

"What the hell do you want now?" Rather than his tone being hostile, it sounded almost bored. But then he looked up, and saw that it was not a man in a suit, but rather a young girl. He was startled for a brief moment, after realizing what he had just said to her.

"Oh, sorry. I thought you were..." Oblio struggled to speak again, yet found no way to explain why he had said that, without sounding whiny and complaining. He looked down to his papers again, lowering them as he looked over her shoulder. Of course, there was the house that was usually quiet, with the van he had seen earlier, opened up with a few suitcases in the back. He tried his best not to look disappointed, as he looked back over to the girl.

"Uh, nevermind. Are you from the noisy cabin across the street?" He leaned up against the door frame.

Candice waited patiently at the front door, twirling her black and brown hair and bitting it a little bit until the door finally opened. She quickly dropped the few strands of hair that she was fondling with and straightened up. The guy she saw earlier was the one who answered the door, she noticed. Maybe he was staying here alone, Candice thought. She smiled a little bit and was about to introduce herself when she was greeted with the classic, "What the hell do you want now?" She raised her eyebrows a little bit, shocked at what he said. Candice hadn't even fully met him and he was already annoyed with her.

She had been planning this whole fun time with him and her friends, but if he already hated her, she knew that he probably wouldn't want to hang out with them. She looked down at her feet and then noticed the small stack of papers in his hands. Her brows furrowed a little bit, wondering what those could possibly be. Candice could be very curious, and she was itching to know what was written on those papers that was so important that he had taken them to the front door with him.

Candice noticed that Oblio seemed to be shocked to see her there. Well, who else was he expecting? It must be the complete opposite of her, she thought, because his face was very taken aback. She looked right back into his eyes, hers with large question marks in them. This guy seemed to be all over the place with what he was trying to say. She heard him start to apologize for saying that to her earlier, and she just shrugged. Her eyes followed his hand when he lowered the stack of papers. She bit her lip to keep from indulging in someone elses buisness and looked back up at him.

"Well, I'm Candice. I was wondering if you wanted to come swim in the lake with me and my friends, but if you don't want to, it's fine." She said, trying to be friendly but finding it hard after their already awkward meeting. When he asked if it was her loud cabin across the street, she smiled a bit. Her cheeks flushed a little bit, embarassed that her friends had already been loud enough for the new neighbors to hear. "Yeah, those are my friends. You new here?" She asked, looking up at the house. "And by the way, I never got your name."

Parker watches as Candice got right out of the lake after she had just jumped in. He shrugged and went back to swimming around like a little kid. He looked over next door and saw Candice was walking over to the neighbor's house. Maybe she knew them well and there was someone else that they could hang out with for the month down here. It would get boring after a while if Parker just hung out with the same seven people for a month, even though they were real close. There's always too much of a person or people.

He soon grew bored of swimming alone and decided to jump out and look for a room. He realized that he should go get the best room he could find, otherwise he'd be stuck with the little brother's room or something. Parker walked back to the grass and looked around for his shirt and flip-flops. He knew he had left them at the beginning of the dock. "Hey jerks!" he yelled up to the house to whomever could hear. "That's funny, 'cept I don't care. I'll go naked for all I care!" He sighed, knowing probably nobody heard his rants. He walked up to the house and went in by the sliding glass door. He was dripping all over the hardwood floor and looked around for a cabinet that might have towels. He quickly found one down the hall and grabbed a towel and dried his body off.

Parker moved upstairs to the main floor and looked at the two rooms on that floor. One was already taken by Rei and Ali. The other was nice, but he guessed the best one would be somewhere upstairs. He moved up and looked around at the two rooms. One was large with a small bathroom and a walk in closet. "This is the one to beat," said Parker. He looked into the other. It had a larger bathroom and a fireplace. "Yes! Mine." He ran in and jumped on the bed. "Comfy. Just need one of the ladies."

((FYI: The clothes dissapearing. That was for the guy that's roaming around the lake or whatever :) ))

As soon as everyone got out of the car and got their bags, it was easy to find the two bags that belonged to her. Amy picked them up and headed for the first free room she could find, pretty much the last open room. "I took the last room!" She yelled out to nobody in particular. She didn't really feel like unpacking yet, so she just started digging around in her bag. She found her bathing suit, and some clothes to wear over it. Amy walked into the bathroom and quickly changed. She quickly put on a pink and purple bikini, and over that she put on her favorite pair of shorts and a long, white T-shirt. She sighed at her reflection in the mirror and grabbed her clothes, walking out of the bathroom. Carefully, she wrapped her underpants in her clothes so they were out of sight, and then tossed them into her bag and closed it.

"I'm bored.." she mumbled, so she aimlessly wondered into the room next to hers, Parker's. "Woah.." She said. "If I had only found this room before you." She finally stopped looking around and looked at Parker and started to laugh. "Where's your shirt, dude?"

Candice. Hm.
As soon as she introduced himself, Oblio seemed to lose interest, glancing down at the papers again and skimming through the words quickly. Though he still was listening, he just didn't appear like he was. With an exasperated sigh, he brought his gaze up to look back at her. Swimming? He loved swimming. But with other people? He always enjoyed meeting people to see what they acted like, often he just met people to use as an advantage in his work. But every now and then there was someone he actually liked being around.

He almost considered it for a moment, but came to realize again that he came here to swim by himself, and work by himself. He wasn't doing good in any of the school's subjects, except for History and English. Oblio shook his head slowly, extending his hand out towards a small dish on a table by the door. He grabbed a small pencil, lifting the paper up and quickly scribbling something onto it.

"Been coming here for a few years." He answered her first question in an emotionless tone of voice, it was completely monotone. He sounded utterly bored. But when he remembered the reason she had come here in the first place. There wasn't a chance in hell that he was going to go outside with a bunch of strangers.

"I'm really not..." He began to speak, yet stopped, looking down at his hand that had the pencil pressed to the paper. His eyes ran over the few scars on his hands, the remaining burn from years ago. Thoughts of his parents flooded into his mind. They were always telling him that he shouldn't focus on the psychology and behavior of things, and study the works of the past. He never listened to them, except now...

Well, he was getting bored of work. And this seemed like the perfect opportunity to enjoy the remaining sun today. Talk to a few people. Oblio's pale eyes looked up at Candice for a brief moment, before he quickly glanced over his shoulder, at the work-filled room behind him. With a pencil still to the paper, he quickly crossed off what he had begun writing, and replaced it with a messy word, that could barely make out the word 'Postponed.'

"Sure. I'll...come visit." He quickly folded the few papers, placing them on the tiny table by the door, and dropping the pencil back in the bowl. He began to turn around, but not before remembering that she probably didn't want to stand outside and wait while he grabbed his things. With a quick movement of his hand, he gestured for her to come inside. Oblio turned around, and began towards the staircase in the middle of the hallway, yet stopped again, and looked over his shoulder back at her. How forgetful could he be? He hadn't even spoken his name.

"My name is Oblio, by the way." And with that, he began upstairs.

"...and this bag is other stuff like underwear and my many chargers and lenses."

"Aw, damn..." Reinette began, laughing. "You mean I didn't pick the bag that had your underwear in it? My plans have been thwarted!" Laughing, she unzipped his bag, and began unpacking his clothes for him. "Hope you don't mind," she started, "but I'm going to put these away for you. The sooner we're both unpacked, the sooner we can hit the lake!" It wasn't long before she had his things in some sort of order and away. Glancing over at his pile of chargers and camera equipment, she laughed.

"You sure do have a lot of wires there." Going into one of the drawers that had her clothes in it, she pulled out a shiny black bikini. "Well, anyway. I'm going into the bathroom to get changed. No peeking!" Laughing, she shut herself in the bathroom, quickly stripping off her clothes and pulling on the swimwear. Checking herself in the mirror one final time, she opened the door, and posed in the doorway.

"Ain't I just sexy?" Her laugh soon followed her comment, before she poked Ali. "Are you going to come out and swim with me?" Puppy dog eyes were shot in his direction.