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California is a part of 
Califorina Love.
26 Characters Here
Destiny Oakley [46] This has got to be a joke...
Jesse Blake [36] "Sun, sea no parents. And the best part...GIRLS"
Tyler Mohking [34] "No, I'm not your personal translator, ugh!"
Andre Bravo [29] "Don't push me, i'm not afraid to break your face!"
Juliet Melonie Monroe [26] "Sure Whatever"
Alex Blake [24] "This place is awesome!"
Asher Freedmon [16] "I'm spooonsooorred. I just love saying that!"
Jay Valentine [16] "Step your game up."
Denver Rubio [15] A friendly young girl, eager to explore the world and all it has to offer.
Jace Dawson [14] "Pass me that bottle, will you?"
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Asher's bright yellow taxi cab pulled up the gravel driveway towards the beautiful beach house. From the front he could see the glass doors that lead into the place he would be calling home for the next two weeks. As the car stopped he heard the driver let out a sigh.
"It's pretty sick, huh?" Asher said with a grin that spread across the entire bottom of his face. The driver laughed a little at the statement and joined Asher in the grin.
"Yes sir. Very 'sick' indeed."
"Well thanks for the ride man. Here's payment. Keep the change." Asher tossed a roll of bills that probably added up to about one hundred dollars on the man's lap then pulled his board and backpack out of the back seat.
Asher dropped his board on the ground and rolled up to the front door. He loved that sound. The sound of the wheels turning on the concrete. He was used to it but still, every time he heard it he felt like he was unpacking his first board and having his Father help him learn to ride it. Asher looked in plant jar next to him for the key to the house and grew happier as his fingers touched cold metal.
"Yessss."
He fitted the key into the lock, turned it, and opened the door.
"Holy crap." In front of Asher was a hallway with beautiful canvases plastered with modern art, off to his left was the hang out. It was purple with a beautiful rug and a bunch of modern architecture. To his left was the Kitchen and living room. In the hang out was a staircase that led to the second floor. Asher took the stairs all the way up and laughed.
"I FREAKING LOVE DC SHOES!" He yelled to no one in particular, because in front of him was a bunch of beautiful rooms, and at the end, he presumed, was the master bedroom. The stairs continued up so again he followed them. And to his extreme joy, at the top there were rooftop suites.
"Yup. That's mine." And he walked into one of the rooms, plopped his stuff down in a corner and fell onto the bed. "Yeah. I'm gonna like it here."
"It's pretty sick, huh?" Asher said with a grin that spread across the entire bottom of his face. The driver laughed a little at the statement and joined Asher in the grin.
"Yes sir. Very 'sick' indeed."
"Well thanks for the ride man. Here's payment. Keep the change." Asher tossed a roll of bills that probably added up to about one hundred dollars on the man's lap then pulled his board and backpack out of the back seat.
Asher dropped his board on the ground and rolled up to the front door. He loved that sound. The sound of the wheels turning on the concrete. He was used to it but still, every time he heard it he felt like he was unpacking his first board and having his Father help him learn to ride it. Asher looked in plant jar next to him for the key to the house and grew happier as his fingers touched cold metal.
"Yessss."
He fitted the key into the lock, turned it, and opened the door.
"Holy crap." In front of Asher was a hallway with beautiful canvases plastered with modern art, off to his left was the hang out. It was purple with a beautiful rug and a bunch of modern architecture. To his left was the Kitchen and living room. In the hang out was a staircase that led to the second floor. Asher took the stairs all the way up and laughed.
"I FREAKING LOVE DC SHOES!" He yelled to no one in particular, because in front of him was a bunch of beautiful rooms, and at the end, he presumed, was the master bedroom. The stairs continued up so again he followed them. And to his extreme joy, at the top there were rooftop suites.
"Yup. That's mine." And he walked into one of the rooms, plopped his stuff down in a corner and fell onto the bed. "Yeah. I'm gonna like it here."
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Denver sunk into her seat and stared out the window, as the station came into view.
Getting to San Francisco, California had been quite the adventure for the young girl........from lying to her ultra-traditional parents about going on an all-girls missionary trip, to trading her plane ticket in for a train ride.
The former worried her, and she was likely to be on pins and needles every time her parents called to check up on her.........but the latter was a decision she was actually glad she made, so she could bring one of her most prized positions along for the trip.....her "Sunday Soda" BMX bike.......something that was earning her quite a few stares, and almost caused her to be denied entry onto the train. But with the gift of gab, and a warm smile, Denver was able to talk herself onto the train, and brought the bike to her seat, much to chagrin of the snooty businessman beside her.........but his snotty attitude couldn't bring her down, nothing could! This was going to be the best trip she has had to date, with a house that probably cost more than every house in her neighborhood times ten........and she was stoked, to say the least.
"Hey, look! Where here!!" she pipped up with, as the train slowly pulled into the station. "Well, now you can get your panties out of wad dude......i heard walking really helps that!" she said to the man beside her, with a quick pat on his back and a large smile, before standing up from her seat and stretching her arms a bit.
The man would sneer at her, but Denver would pay him no mind, as she grabbed her tye-dye backpack from the compartment above her head, slung it over her back, and then began to tie her hair up intoa high messy bun via a thin grey and blue band, which closely matched thegrey capri workout pants, grey & white fitted tank that reached slightly below her belly button, and grey black & blue skate-shoes she had on.
Denver arrived at the exit doors before the train had come to a full stop, so that her and her bike could be first in line......and after a few additional minutes of movement, the train stopped, the doors opened, and out she zoomed.......until she suddenly realized, she had no idea where she was going.
"Shoot!" she snapped, as she stopped beside a vending machine, and pulled a piece of paper out from her backpacks side pocket.
She waved down an elderly couple, and asked them to point which way down the block she'd have to ride.
"I hope it's not THAT far...." she said softly, as the pair looked over the map. "Oh dear.....this is a bit up the way young lady, about, what would you say dear, an hour?" the older man nodded down at his wife. "Yup indeed, on that little bike there? An hour minimum, that way!"
Denver turned her head, and then sighed. Not only was the trip going to be longer than she had hoped, but the direction she had to go was UP hill, instead of downhill.
"Well thanks....." she said, taking back the paper. The couple would nod their heads, and she would smile at them, before taking off up the hill.
An hour and half later, Denver reached a community of lavish houses, and she knew she was close. "Finally....." she muttered, not unappreciative of the scenic bike ride she had just taken, simply glad to be close to a comfy couch and a cold glass of water.
It would take her only a couple more minutes, before the house in front of her matched the house on the paper shoved in her bag.
"Holy shit!" she let out, quickly covering her mouth after doing so. "This place is even more amazing in person......."
Denvers slow and steady peddling quickened as she zoomed up the driveway and up towards the main entrance.
"Lets see if this baby is open!" she whispered to herself, before trying the handle. She jumped for joy a bit when the door opened, and then walked inside.
The interior of the house was just as amazing as the exterior, and the young girl couldn't help but giggle at her good fortune.
"Elloooo!?? Anybody alive in this joint? Or do i totally get first dibs here!???" she yelled out.
Getting no response, she thought she had been the first to arrive..........until she heard a sound come from up above. So without hesitation, she grabbed her bike, pulled it under her left arm, and took of up the stairs.
"Ellooo? Anybody up here? I bring cookies!!" she called out again, jokingly, receiving not a single answer in return..
It didn't take her long to spot another staircase, which was shorter and more spiral, and appeared to lead up to the roof........so off she went.
"This is insaneee!!" she said aloud, as she walked inside a hallway lined with windows, that lead to multiple rooftop suites. She immediately began to check out all the rooms, trying to find the one with the best views, and that she did, only a couple of doors down.
She was just about to drop her things, when she suddenly heard someone speak in a room directly beside hers.....causing her to walk back outside the room, and peek her head into the open door.
"Oh! I guess i'm not alone...." she said to herself, as she spotted a boy around her age laying on the bed., She'd drop her bookbag outside her new bedroom door, and then lean her bike against Ashers open door frame, before taking a few steps inside of his room. "Hey, I'm um, Denver! I'm guessing your Asher? If so, i appreciate the invite.......this place is pretty wicked! she said, before holding out her hand towards him.
Getting to San Francisco, California had been quite the adventure for the young girl........from lying to her ultra-traditional parents about going on an all-girls missionary trip, to trading her plane ticket in for a train ride.
The former worried her, and she was likely to be on pins and needles every time her parents called to check up on her.........but the latter was a decision she was actually glad she made, so she could bring one of her most prized positions along for the trip.....her "Sunday Soda" BMX bike.......something that was earning her quite a few stares, and almost caused her to be denied entry onto the train. But with the gift of gab, and a warm smile, Denver was able to talk herself onto the train, and brought the bike to her seat, much to chagrin of the snooty businessman beside her.........but his snotty attitude couldn't bring her down, nothing could! This was going to be the best trip she has had to date, with a house that probably cost more than every house in her neighborhood times ten........and she was stoked, to say the least.
"Hey, look! Where here!!" she pipped up with, as the train slowly pulled into the station. "Well, now you can get your panties out of wad dude......i heard walking really helps that!" she said to the man beside her, with a quick pat on his back and a large smile, before standing up from her seat and stretching her arms a bit.
The man would sneer at her, but Denver would pay him no mind, as she grabbed her tye-dye backpack from the compartment above her head, slung it over her back, and then began to tie her hair up intoa high messy bun via a thin grey and blue band, which closely matched thegrey capri workout pants, grey & white fitted tank that reached slightly below her belly button, and grey black & blue skate-shoes she had on.
Denver arrived at the exit doors before the train had come to a full stop, so that her and her bike could be first in line......and after a few additional minutes of movement, the train stopped, the doors opened, and out she zoomed.......until she suddenly realized, she had no idea where she was going.
"Shoot!" she snapped, as she stopped beside a vending machine, and pulled a piece of paper out from her backpacks side pocket.
She waved down an elderly couple, and asked them to point which way down the block she'd have to ride.
"I hope it's not THAT far...." she said softly, as the pair looked over the map. "Oh dear.....this is a bit up the way young lady, about, what would you say dear, an hour?" the older man nodded down at his wife. "Yup indeed, on that little bike there? An hour minimum, that way!"
Denver turned her head, and then sighed. Not only was the trip going to be longer than she had hoped, but the direction she had to go was UP hill, instead of downhill.
"Well thanks....." she said, taking back the paper. The couple would nod their heads, and she would smile at them, before taking off up the hill.
An hour and half later, Denver reached a community of lavish houses, and she knew she was close. "Finally....." she muttered, not unappreciative of the scenic bike ride she had just taken, simply glad to be close to a comfy couch and a cold glass of water.
It would take her only a couple more minutes, before the house in front of her matched the house on the paper shoved in her bag.
"Holy shit!" she let out, quickly covering her mouth after doing so. "This place is even more amazing in person......."
Denvers slow and steady peddling quickened as she zoomed up the driveway and up towards the main entrance.
"Lets see if this baby is open!" she whispered to herself, before trying the handle. She jumped for joy a bit when the door opened, and then walked inside.
The interior of the house was just as amazing as the exterior, and the young girl couldn't help but giggle at her good fortune.
"Elloooo!?? Anybody alive in this joint? Or do i totally get first dibs here!???" she yelled out.
Getting no response, she thought she had been the first to arrive..........until she heard a sound come from up above. So without hesitation, she grabbed her bike, pulled it under her left arm, and took of up the stairs.
"Ellooo? Anybody up here? I bring cookies!!" she called out again, jokingly, receiving not a single answer in return..
It didn't take her long to spot another staircase, which was shorter and more spiral, and appeared to lead up to the roof........so off she went.
"This is insaneee!!" she said aloud, as she walked inside a hallway lined with windows, that lead to multiple rooftop suites. She immediately began to check out all the rooms, trying to find the one with the best views, and that she did, only a couple of doors down.
She was just about to drop her things, when she suddenly heard someone speak in a room directly beside hers.....causing her to walk back outside the room, and peek her head into the open door.
"Oh! I guess i'm not alone...." she said to herself, as she spotted a boy around her age laying on the bed., She'd drop her bookbag outside her new bedroom door, and then lean her bike against Ashers open door frame, before taking a few steps inside of his room. "Hey, I'm um, Denver! I'm guessing your Asher? If so, i appreciate the invite.......this place is pretty wicked! she said, before holding out her hand towards him.
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Jay hopped off the stares of the airplane, her purple and black sneakers making a loud noise as she hit the ground from her high jump. She smiled to herself, taking in the beautiful shinning sun, with paper white fluffy clouds that she rarely had seen back at home. The sudden heat to her skin had made her wish she had been dressed more appropriate for the hot weather. Her black off the shoulder top and skinny jeans certainty didn't help cool her down.
Jace exited the airport and looked around at all the palm trees that made everything look so vibrant. He pulled out the folded piece of paper from his pocket and looked at the small map. He started walking to the beach house.
Jay had finally arrived at the beach house. She clapped her hands and laughed to herself, it had been a long walk in the steaming weather. She skipped up the grey steps to the glass front door, seeing that it was left opened. She knocked on it three times, "Knock knock!" She said mockingly.
Jace made his way to the giant house, seeing a short redhead at the entrance. He smirked to himself, recognizing his friend.
"You got invited too?"
"Isn't that a lovely rhetorical question?" Jay answered, walking into the living room of the house. She kicked her shoes off, revealing multicolored socks with unnamed patterns.
Jace followed, locking the door behind him. "Hello? Hot blonde and short ginger over here!" He shouted.
"Don't ever call me ginger, Goldilocks. I dyed my hair, remember?" Jay rolled her eyes. "Hello?!"
Jace exited the airport and looked around at all the palm trees that made everything look so vibrant. He pulled out the folded piece of paper from his pocket and looked at the small map. He started walking to the beach house.
Jay had finally arrived at the beach house. She clapped her hands and laughed to herself, it had been a long walk in the steaming weather. She skipped up the grey steps to the glass front door, seeing that it was left opened. She knocked on it three times, "Knock knock!" She said mockingly.
Jace made his way to the giant house, seeing a short redhead at the entrance. He smirked to himself, recognizing his friend.
"You got invited too?"
"Isn't that a lovely rhetorical question?" Jay answered, walking into the living room of the house. She kicked her shoes off, revealing multicolored socks with unnamed patterns.
Jace followed, locking the door behind him. "Hello? Hot blonde and short ginger over here!" He shouted.
"Don't ever call me ginger, Goldilocks. I dyed my hair, remember?" Jay rolled her eyes. "Hello?!"
Juliet watched as the plane landed. She couldn't believe she was actually here and staying with random strangers for two weeks. She couldn't believe her parents approved, actually she could. She still remembers telling them about the trip, her mom was so ecstatic, she said "Oh, mi hija, no puedo creer que realmente tiene amigos. Usted es libre de ir en este viaje sin hacer preguntas."(Oh my daughter, i can't believe you actually have friends. You are free to go on this trip no questions asked.) Smiling to herself Juliet stood up streched and exited the plane. Making her way towards baggage claim with her Evil Moneky backpack on her back and her Spiderman skateboard in her hands.
Once she got her huge duffel bag and mini suitcase from off the claim she headed out the door. As soon as she stepped outside she was immediately hit by the warmth. She loved it and knew she was going to have a great time with this awesome weather. She was happy that she decided to dress warmer wearing her dark denim shorts with her black and pink crop top with the words LOVE on it.. She looked down at her newly painted toes in her black converse thongs (Sandals). Juliet looked around her and then decided it was probably time to leave. Juliet flagged down a cab and handed him the paper with the address to the place on it. Sitting back in her seat she got comfortable and placed her Skull Candy earbuds in her ears.
Juliet awoke suddenly to the feeling of someone shaking her.
"Ma'am we've arrived, you can pay me now." The cab driver said giving her body one more shake. Juliet immediately jumped up in her seat."Oh my gosh, Lo siento mucho, I..I..mean i so sorry, here you go thanks so much for the ride." Juliet began to blush embarrased that she had fallen asleep in the cab and then began to talk spanish to him. After getting her stuff from the trunk, Juliet turned only to have er jaw drop at the sight of the house. Struggling to walk up to the house with all her bags and her skateboard she noticed that the front door was opened.
"HELLO, IS SOMEONE ELSE HERE!" She screamed out into the house as she walked down the main hallway. Upon getting to the hangout room she dropped her backpack and suitcase and headed towards the stairs.
Once she got her huge duffel bag and mini suitcase from off the claim she headed out the door. As soon as she stepped outside she was immediately hit by the warmth. She loved it and knew she was going to have a great time with this awesome weather. She was happy that she decided to dress warmer wearing her dark denim shorts with her black and pink crop top with the words LOVE on it.. She looked down at her newly painted toes in her black converse thongs (Sandals). Juliet looked around her and then decided it was probably time to leave. Juliet flagged down a cab and handed him the paper with the address to the place on it. Sitting back in her seat she got comfortable and placed her Skull Candy earbuds in her ears.
Juliet awoke suddenly to the feeling of someone shaking her.
"Ma'am we've arrived, you can pay me now." The cab driver said giving her body one more shake. Juliet immediately jumped up in her seat."Oh my gosh, Lo siento mucho, I..I..mean i so sorry, here you go thanks so much for the ride." Juliet began to blush embarrased that she had fallen asleep in the cab and then began to talk spanish to him. After getting her stuff from the trunk, Juliet turned only to have er jaw drop at the sight of the house. Struggling to walk up to the house with all her bags and her skateboard she noticed that the front door was opened.
"HELLO, IS SOMEONE ELSE HERE!" She screamed out into the house as she walked down the main hallway. Upon getting to the hangout room she dropped her backpack and suitcase and headed towards the stairs.
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Jay was startled by the voice of another girl, almost falling down backwards. She laughed lightly to herself, regaining her composer.
Jace waved his arms around, as if he was on a abandoned island and rescue had just came. He knew that the girl couldn't see him, but it added to the dramatic effect. "We're over here!" He shouted, drawing out the syllables.
Jay smirked and pulled a hair tie off of her wrist. Using a careless hair flip motion, she messily tied her bright red hair back into a loose bun.
Jace waved his arms around, as if he was on a abandoned island and rescue had just came. He knew that the girl couldn't see him, but it added to the dramatic effect. "We're over here!" He shouted, drawing out the syllables.
Jay smirked and pulled a hair tie off of her wrist. Using a careless hair flip motion, she messily tied her bright red hair back into a loose bun.
As the plane landed at the airport in California, Shane and Tyler made their way to the pickup line. Their luggage swirled around the carousel and they quickly picked out their bags. Neither noticed the other, and continued to make their way out of the airport terminal. Running a hand through his hair, Tyler walked towards the northern end, while Shane walked towards the southern end. Each had a limo waiting on them. Unfolding a piece of paper that was their invite, Shane and Tyler simply smirked. Their luggage was loaded into the back of the limos and their doors were opened for them to get in.
The ride to the beach house was a relaxing one, and as the two limos pulled up, both parties exited and their luggage was pulled from its temporary resting place. Shane and Tyler looked at one another upon their arrival and simply smiled.
“Hey I’m Tyler.”
“I’m Shane.”
“Yea, I know I’ve seen you around school. So this is the infamous beach house we’ve been invited to. I wonder if Asher is already in there,” Tyler stated as he made his way towards the front door.
Shane shrugged and walked behind Tyler, a smile still on his face as he noticed Tyler attempting to open the door.
“What’s going on?” He asked walking up beside Tyler.
“It’s locked, but who would be so dumb as to lock the door behind them. Idiots,” Tyler replied as he jiggled the door knob roughly.
“Calm down, and don’t tell anyone what you’re about to see,” Shane stated as he motioned for Tyler to move. Tyler did as he was motioned and watched as Shane pulled two items from his pocket. He went to work on the door and before long it opened. “….After you.”
“Thank you,” Tyler stated as he walked through the threshold and into the house, “hello hello.”
Shane walked in laughing softly as he looked around. It was beautiful. There was art plastering the walls. To their left was the hang out which had stairs that led upstairs to the rooms. To their right was the kitchen. Shane would have to break it in at some point. One of his many qualities was that he was an amazing cook, trained by his mother and grandmother. Adjacent to the kitchen was the living room area. Shane was surprised, but he was used to these types of living arrangements. Tyler smiled; this house was almost as big as his family’s summer home. He walked off towards the living room while Shane walked off towards the staircase in the hang out.
Up the stairs Shane went, and before long he found a bed. No one had claimed the master bedroom so he dropped off his suitcase and got settled in. He’d introduce himself to everyone who’d arrive in time, but right now he was jet lagged and needed to relax. Meanwhile, Tyler walked into the living room and gasped.
“Well, hello there, I almost thought I was the first one here. I’m Tyler,” he said as he sat down across from the girl with dyed hair and the blonde guy. He inhaled and exhaled, taking in his surroundings, his two suitcases sitting level in front of him. He was tired, but he’d comingle long enough to get to know at least some of his roommates for the stay at this beach house.
“Have you two seen Asher?”
The ride to the beach house was a relaxing one, and as the two limos pulled up, both parties exited and their luggage was pulled from its temporary resting place. Shane and Tyler looked at one another upon their arrival and simply smiled.
“Hey I’m Tyler.”
“I’m Shane.”
“Yea, I know I’ve seen you around school. So this is the infamous beach house we’ve been invited to. I wonder if Asher is already in there,” Tyler stated as he made his way towards the front door.
Shane shrugged and walked behind Tyler, a smile still on his face as he noticed Tyler attempting to open the door.
“What’s going on?” He asked walking up beside Tyler.
“It’s locked, but who would be so dumb as to lock the door behind them. Idiots,” Tyler replied as he jiggled the door knob roughly.
“Calm down, and don’t tell anyone what you’re about to see,” Shane stated as he motioned for Tyler to move. Tyler did as he was motioned and watched as Shane pulled two items from his pocket. He went to work on the door and before long it opened. “….After you.”
“Thank you,” Tyler stated as he walked through the threshold and into the house, “hello hello.”
Shane walked in laughing softly as he looked around. It was beautiful. There was art plastering the walls. To their left was the hang out which had stairs that led upstairs to the rooms. To their right was the kitchen. Shane would have to break it in at some point. One of his many qualities was that he was an amazing cook, trained by his mother and grandmother. Adjacent to the kitchen was the living room area. Shane was surprised, but he was used to these types of living arrangements. Tyler smiled; this house was almost as big as his family’s summer home. He walked off towards the living room while Shane walked off towards the staircase in the hang out.
Up the stairs Shane went, and before long he found a bed. No one had claimed the master bedroom so he dropped off his suitcase and got settled in. He’d introduce himself to everyone who’d arrive in time, but right now he was jet lagged and needed to relax. Meanwhile, Tyler walked into the living room and gasped.
“Well, hello there, I almost thought I was the first one here. I’m Tyler,” he said as he sat down across from the girl with dyed hair and the blonde guy. He inhaled and exhaled, taking in his surroundings, his two suitcases sitting level in front of him. He was tired, but he’d comingle long enough to get to know at least some of his roommates for the stay at this beach house.
“Have you two seen Asher?”
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Andre stepped off the plane, sleep clear on his face and haeded straight to baggage claim to get his stuff. After getting his stuff he headed outside where he was attacked by the heat. Placing his sunglasses on his face he began to find a taxi. As he was headed towards one a girl with really curly blond hair beat him to it. Sighing to himself he began to just start walking awaiting this great journey when he noticed a car full of local girls. Immediately putting on his charm he headed towards their car.
"Hello gorgeous and her equally as beautiful friends. You guys seem like a lovely bunch of girls, you wouldn't mind giving a tourist like me a ride to my new home would you." Andre's smile grew as he saw the driver began to check him out. "Sure cutie, Hop in. Where you headed to." Andre handed her the paper and climbed in the back with the blonde and redhead that were back there. A huge smile on his face he sat back with his arms around the girl and enjoyed the ride.
Brittany, the driver whose named he later learned, pulled up in front of the house. "WOW your staying here, this house is awesome." SHe then turned around towards him. "Look here's my number, give me a call and maybe we could hook up later....you know so i can get and your friends into the hottest parties." She winked at him, Andre immediately catching on to what she meant. He grabbed his two bags from her trunk, thanked her, and headed towards the door. He tried the knob to the dooropening and barely walking in since he was watching the girls drive off. He walked into the house said What's up to the group in the living room and then headed up to the stairs so that he could claim a room. He wanted to take a small nap because he was tired. He would worry about meeting people later.
"Hello gorgeous and her equally as beautiful friends. You guys seem like a lovely bunch of girls, you wouldn't mind giving a tourist like me a ride to my new home would you." Andre's smile grew as he saw the driver began to check him out. "Sure cutie, Hop in. Where you headed to." Andre handed her the paper and climbed in the back with the blonde and redhead that were back there. A huge smile on his face he sat back with his arms around the girl and enjoyed the ride.
Brittany, the driver whose named he later learned, pulled up in front of the house. "WOW your staying here, this house is awesome." SHe then turned around towards him. "Look here's my number, give me a call and maybe we could hook up later....you know so i can get and your friends into the hottest parties." She winked at him, Andre immediately catching on to what she meant. He grabbed his two bags from her trunk, thanked her, and headed towards the door. He tried the knob to the dooropening and barely walking in since he was watching the girls drive off. He walked into the house said What's up to the group in the living room and then headed up to the stairs so that he could claim a room. He wanted to take a small nap because he was tired. He would worry about meeting people later.
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"No, I haven't seen him." Jay replied, "My name is Jay and my parents liked bird watching." She said in a monotone voice, "Which is why they named me that." She explained.
"I'm Jace. Hey, haven't I see you around before? You look really familiar." Jace said, taking a seat on the arm of a nice leather couch. He cocked his head to the side with a confused look on his face.
"I'm Jace. Hey, haven't I see you around before? You look really familiar." Jace said, taking a seat on the arm of a nice leather couch. He cocked his head to the side with a confused look on his face.
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Juliet walked over towards the group that began to introduce themselves to eachother. "Hey guys my names Juliet." She said as she placed her backpack and skaetboard on the floor walking towards them. Smiling slightly showing off her braces. "Isn't this place awesome, i can't wait for the fun to began."
Tyler looked at Jay as she spoke. She was rather interesting. Her hair was red and it intrigued him. He enjoyed hanging with individuals who made a statement. Smiling, he nodded after she finished speaking.
"It's nice to meet you Jay," he said softly as his attention quickly switched to Jace who had begun speaking.
Jace was a hot blonde guy, who knew he was sexy and probably used it to his advantage. Taking in all of Jace, Tyler smirked.
"Yea I get that a lot," Tyler replied as he continued to smile and shook his head, "what school do you go to?"
Right as he asked the question, a guy popped in, said "what's up?" and then left. Following him was a girl who introduced herself as Juliet and continued talking. Tyler smiled and crossed his legs.
"Hey Juliet, I'm Tyler, it's nice to meet you," he said, "this place is awesome. Right now I really want to jump in the pool and just relax."
Tyler smirked. Planting ideas into people's heads was something he was good at. He wondered what would be the first thing he'd get into and hoped that the pool was clean and ready to be accessed.
"It's nice to meet you Jay," he said softly as his attention quickly switched to Jace who had begun speaking.
Jace was a hot blonde guy, who knew he was sexy and probably used it to his advantage. Taking in all of Jace, Tyler smirked.
"Yea I get that a lot," Tyler replied as he continued to smile and shook his head, "what school do you go to?"
Right as he asked the question, a guy popped in, said "what's up?" and then left. Following him was a girl who introduced herself as Juliet and continued talking. Tyler smiled and crossed his legs.
"Hey Juliet, I'm Tyler, it's nice to meet you," he said, "this place is awesome. Right now I really want to jump in the pool and just relax."
Tyler smirked. Planting ideas into people's heads was something he was good at. He wondered what would be the first thing he'd get into and hoped that the pool was clean and ready to be accessed.
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"I go to..." Jace was just about to answer Tyler's question when a petite girl appeared.
"Oh my God!" Jay exclaimed, getting up and randomly hugging the girl. "I'm not the only short one here!" She smiled big as she sat down, "My name is Jay."
Jace smiled at the shorter girl, "I'm Jace."
Jay nodded at Tyler's comment, "Yes! I hope they have cliffs near by. I haven't been cliff diving in forever!" She smirked, leaning back into the leather couch.
"Oh my God!" Jay exclaimed, getting up and randomly hugging the girl. "I'm not the only short one here!" She smiled big as she sat down, "My name is Jay."
Jace smiled at the shorter girl, "I'm Jace."
Jay nodded at Tyler's comment, "Yes! I hope they have cliffs near by. I haven't been cliff diving in forever!" She smirked, leaning back into the leather couch.
Juliet smile grew, she hadn't noticed the pool at first. Running over to the back door she decided she would be going swimming soon.
"Hey Jay, yeah i thought i was the only short one too, but at least your taller then me. I barely made it to 5'1. Jace nice to meet you to. " She replied in greeting to the strangers before she planted her face into the back door in a very amusing manner.
She quickly grabbed her bags as she wanted to change into her bathing suit. "I think i really am going to jump in that pool, i'm going to go change right now." She to Tyler, the boy who sadi he wanted to jump into the pool, Jay, the red headed girl and Jace, the blonde headed boy. She ran up the stairs stumbling a little since she was carrying so many bags and ran to the first empty room she saw. Quickly changing into her pink, green and black bikini that says billabong and love all over it, she was back down the stairs in a flash and running out the back the door heading straight for the pool. "Es hora de fiesta!" (It's Party time!) she shouted as she jumped in the pool. She resurface after a second her blond hair in her eyes and a huge smile on her face. She loved swimming, especially in this weather. "You guys shoud join me the water great and clean!" Juliet screamed out to the group. SHe seemed to be a little more outgoing then she usually is, but she didnt care, she was on the vacation of a lifetime.
"Hey Jay, yeah i thought i was the only short one too, but at least your taller then me. I barely made it to 5'1. Jace nice to meet you to. " She replied in greeting to the strangers before she planted her face into the back door in a very amusing manner.
She quickly grabbed her bags as she wanted to change into her bathing suit. "I think i really am going to jump in that pool, i'm going to go change right now." She to Tyler, the boy who sadi he wanted to jump into the pool, Jay, the red headed girl and Jace, the blonde headed boy. She ran up the stairs stumbling a little since she was carrying so many bags and ran to the first empty room she saw. Quickly changing into her pink, green and black bikini that says billabong and love all over it, she was back down the stairs in a flash and running out the back the door heading straight for the pool. "Es hora de fiesta!" (It's Party time!) she shouted as she jumped in the pool. She resurface after a second her blond hair in her eyes and a huge smile on her face. She loved swimming, especially in this weather. "You guys shoud join me the water great and clean!" Juliet screamed out to the group. SHe seemed to be a little more outgoing then she usually is, but she didnt care, she was on the vacation of a lifetime.
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Baden stepped off the plane, winking at the stewardess he'd been flirting with the entire ride. Then he chuckled a bit to himself and being used to airports, he practically flew through the whole ordeal, picking up his guitarcase as well as his suitcase and caught a cab.
Arriving at the house some girl was already screaming, though he couldn't hear what. He sighed, why exactly did I agree to that stupid dare?. Looking at the house, however, his mood brightened and he glanced at his guitar, "can't complain about the accommodations, though I suspect peace and quiet will be hard to acquire." Wry smile on his lips, he walked to the house, might aswell give this baby a try... his mind perked as he opened the door.
Not locked, he noticed, adding it do the list of pros in his head, though at the moment the list of cons pretty much balanced it out. Heat and noise vs. awesome house and no locked door. Though if he had to be honest, the whole "no locked door"-thing wasn't that big of a deal, but hey... you had to enjoy the little things, right?
As Baden walked in he caught sight of a bunch of people in the hang out, and as he looked them over, noticing the wildness of these people, his first thought was if they as much as look at my guitar, I'll kill them... then, without a word, he walked up the staircase and found an empty room, hoping no one had noticed him yet. He really wasn't the social type when it came to strangers, and he'd rather get settled in before daring downstairs. Just kill me, he thought, putting his guitar and suitcase down, plopping down onto the bed.
Arriving at the house some girl was already screaming, though he couldn't hear what. He sighed, why exactly did I agree to that stupid dare?. Looking at the house, however, his mood brightened and he glanced at his guitar, "can't complain about the accommodations, though I suspect peace and quiet will be hard to acquire." Wry smile on his lips, he walked to the house, might aswell give this baby a try... his mind perked as he opened the door.
Not locked, he noticed, adding it do the list of pros in his head, though at the moment the list of cons pretty much balanced it out. Heat and noise vs. awesome house and no locked door. Though if he had to be honest, the whole "no locked door"-thing wasn't that big of a deal, but hey... you had to enjoy the little things, right?
As Baden walked in he caught sight of a bunch of people in the hang out, and as he looked them over, noticing the wildness of these people, his first thought was if they as much as look at my guitar, I'll kill them... then, without a word, he walked up the staircase and found an empty room, hoping no one had noticed him yet. He really wasn't the social type when it came to strangers, and he'd rather get settled in before daring downstairs. Just kill me, he thought, putting his guitar and suitcase down, plopping down onto the bed.
Eclair walked out from the automated sliding doors of the Arrival building.She can't believe she was just on a flight to California.And she wasn't even sure if she should be doing this.She thought back to how it all happened.
She found a note inside her locker,saying that she was invited to a beach house in California for two weeks with a couple of other people.She wasn't fond of the idea,but she let her grandmother take a read at it.And during that time,she placed a call and discussed the situation with this...so called Asher Freedmon's parents.It seemed that his parents weren't all that concerned about it all and even tried to persuade Eclair to go.
"Um...I'll try and see--" she had tried to say through the phone,but her grandmother got the better of her,yelling out "YOU'RE GOING YOUNG LADY!".And no doubt,the Freedmons heard this and said "I guess our son can be expecting you then.".
Eclair sighed.And so here she was.All because of her grandmother.She walked over to a waiting taxi and dumped her luggage in the back seat,she didn't bring too much,just clothing that she needed...and her toiletries.She pulled out the piece of paper that had the address of the beach house and handed it over for the driver to read.The driver raised an eyebrow and handed the paper back,before heading off to said destination.Eclair had her full focus on the scenery outside the window.A couple of strangers,all under the same roof too.To make things a little worse...there would be guys.And guys that she didn't even know.She sighed,drawing a glance from the taxi driver,who otherwise,maintained his eyes on the road.After what seemed to be about an hour or so,Eclair got out of the car and stared at the beach house with her disbelieving eyes.
"The place is quite the beaut eh?" asked the taxi driver,who handed her her luggage and hand his hand out for the taxi fee.Eclair nodded and quickly pulled out a bunch of rolls and handed them over.With the taxi speeding away,she moved onto the path and towards the door.
"That Freedmon guy must be rich to be able to afford this kind of place for two weeks and invite us all over..." she tested the doorknob and found it open.She walked inside slowly while knocking on the door.She noticed several people already in the hangout.And as she expected...none of their faces seemed familiar to her.'Oh God...strangers...' she thought,though she attempted a friendly smile.
"Um...guess I'm not the first one here then." she said nervously,then bit her bottom lip.Before any of the other could say anything,she quickly continued,"So...I'll just...goupandpickoutaroomthen.Kay'bye." before going up the stairs.She really delivered the last part of the sentence a little too quickly,she could feel herself blushing.They probably thought she was retarded or something along those lines.During her first try with a random room,she found it empty.She dumped her luggage on the floor and laid down on the bed,her deep auburn fringe sprawling all over her face.She blew a couple of strands away from her face and got up.
'I should go find this Asher Freedmon and thank him.It is rather cool here.' she thought,glancing around the purple,black and lime-green color schemed room.Two weeks here wouldn't really kill her,now that she thought about it.She started for the door,and after taking one more look around the room,she went out.
She found a note inside her locker,saying that she was invited to a beach house in California for two weeks with a couple of other people.She wasn't fond of the idea,but she let her grandmother take a read at it.And during that time,she placed a call and discussed the situation with this...so called Asher Freedmon's parents.It seemed that his parents weren't all that concerned about it all and even tried to persuade Eclair to go.
"Um...I'll try and see--" she had tried to say through the phone,but her grandmother got the better of her,yelling out "YOU'RE GOING YOUNG LADY!".And no doubt,the Freedmons heard this and said "I guess our son can be expecting you then.".
Eclair sighed.And so here she was.All because of her grandmother.She walked over to a waiting taxi and dumped her luggage in the back seat,she didn't bring too much,just clothing that she needed...and her toiletries.She pulled out the piece of paper that had the address of the beach house and handed it over for the driver to read.The driver raised an eyebrow and handed the paper back,before heading off to said destination.Eclair had her full focus on the scenery outside the window.A couple of strangers,all under the same roof too.To make things a little worse...there would be guys.And guys that she didn't even know.She sighed,drawing a glance from the taxi driver,who otherwise,maintained his eyes on the road.After what seemed to be about an hour or so,Eclair got out of the car and stared at the beach house with her disbelieving eyes.
"The place is quite the beaut eh?" asked the taxi driver,who handed her her luggage and hand his hand out for the taxi fee.Eclair nodded and quickly pulled out a bunch of rolls and handed them over.With the taxi speeding away,she moved onto the path and towards the door.
"That Freedmon guy must be rich to be able to afford this kind of place for two weeks and invite us all over..." she tested the doorknob and found it open.She walked inside slowly while knocking on the door.She noticed several people already in the hangout.And as she expected...none of their faces seemed familiar to her.'Oh God...strangers...' she thought,though she attempted a friendly smile.
"Um...guess I'm not the first one here then." she said nervously,then bit her bottom lip.Before any of the other could say anything,she quickly continued,"So...I'll just...goupandpickoutaroomthen.Kay'bye." before going up the stairs.She really delivered the last part of the sentence a little too quickly,she could feel herself blushing.They probably thought she was retarded or something along those lines.During her first try with a random room,she found it empty.She dumped her luggage on the floor and laid down on the bed,her deep auburn fringe sprawling all over her face.She blew a couple of strands away from her face and got up.
'I should go find this Asher Freedmon and thank him.It is rather cool here.' she thought,glancing around the purple,black and lime-green color schemed room.Two weeks here wouldn't really kill her,now that she thought about it.She started for the door,and after taking one more look around the room,she went out.
"Alex I told you too leave your surfboard at home" Jesse chuckled as he watched his sister try to pull out her surfboard from the back of the taxi. "And you could of dressed more suitable you aint going to the beach straight away" he said in annoyed voice looking down at the jean shorts, a white loose top which you could see her bikini underneath the only decent bit of her clothes was her converses. Alex turned to him with a deadly expression, "OK one, I am not leaving my surfboard at home when in california, and two I will go to the beach today and it's hot so stop complaining" She moaned at him as she went back to pulling her surfboard from the taxi. Jesse just sighed as he decided to leave her and take the luggage inside and meet everyone else. Picking up the two duffel bags and two suitcases he made his way inside the house, checking over his appearence in the window before he entered, his blonde hair was messy, he was wearing brown long shorts and a white top with a pair of grey van, opening the door he couldn't help but smile.
Walking up the stairs he dumped one duffel bag and suitcase in a girls room and the other duffel bag and suitcase in a guys room, not knowing if they were occupied or not. He then ran downstairs to meet the others. He heard people in the hangout and something about a pool. Walking over towards the group of people he smiled "Hi I'm Jesse and I just got here Alex is in the cab getting the surfboard out" He said with a chuckle.
When Alex had finally got the surfboard out she smiled "My baby!" She shouted as she pratically hugged the surfboard, when the taxi left she made her way towards the house, opening the door she tryed to find signs of Jesse when she heard his voice she smiled and walked towards where the hangout must be. She stood at the door looking around "Wow this place is awesome" she said whilst moving her blonde and brown hair out of her face. Looking at everyone in the room she smiled "Hey I'm Alex nic- Wait is that a pool?" She said as she ran outside to look at the pool with her surfboard in her arms. "Yep thats Alex" Jesse chuckled as he followed after her only to see her pulling her shoes, shorts and top off to be now standing in her bikini. "Great my sister has found water" He muttered.
Alex placed her surfboard near the wall at an angle so it wouldn't fall over. Then she ran over towards the pool diving in the water before she fell in, when she finally came up she was at the other end, "Ahh this is the life" she cuckled as she began to float in the water. Jesse turned towards everyone with an appologetic look on his face. "Sorry about my sister....She gets like that with water" He said with a sigh.
Walking up the stairs he dumped one duffel bag and suitcase in a girls room and the other duffel bag and suitcase in a guys room, not knowing if they were occupied or not. He then ran downstairs to meet the others. He heard people in the hangout and something about a pool. Walking over towards the group of people he smiled "Hi I'm Jesse and I just got here Alex is in the cab getting the surfboard out" He said with a chuckle.
When Alex had finally got the surfboard out she smiled "My baby!" She shouted as she pratically hugged the surfboard, when the taxi left she made her way towards the house, opening the door she tryed to find signs of Jesse when she heard his voice she smiled and walked towards where the hangout must be. She stood at the door looking around "Wow this place is awesome" she said whilst moving her blonde and brown hair out of her face. Looking at everyone in the room she smiled "Hey I'm Alex nic- Wait is that a pool?" She said as she ran outside to look at the pool with her surfboard in her arms. "Yep thats Alex" Jesse chuckled as he followed after her only to see her pulling her shoes, shorts and top off to be now standing in her bikini. "Great my sister has found water" He muttered.
Alex placed her surfboard near the wall at an angle so it wouldn't fall over. Then she ran over towards the pool diving in the water before she fell in, when she finally came up she was at the other end, "Ahh this is the life" she cuckled as she began to float in the water. Jesse turned towards everyone with an appologetic look on his face. "Sorry about my sister....She gets like that with water" He said with a sigh.
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Asher smiled. His first guest had ariived. And she was pretty.
"Yeah. I'm Asher." He bowed in a mock gesture and spun his hand around the room. "And this is my humble abode." After looking her up and down one last very quick time, as not to stare, he noticed her skate shoes, and her bike. "You bike? I prefer my board. But I got plenty of friends that love to BMX."
"Yeah. I'm Asher." He bowed in a mock gesture and spun his hand around the room. "And this is my humble abode." After looking her up and down one last very quick time, as not to stare, he noticed her skate shoes, and her bike. "You bike? I prefer my board. But I got plenty of friends that love to BMX."
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After a long, tiring journey, which seemed to have broke Quinn's back, she had arrived at the mysterious house. It was beautiful and modern but that was the thing, maybe Quinn was too lower class for this sort of thing but she was optimistic and wasn't going to let a thing like her wealth let her down. A large, lumpy suitcase was pulled out of the back of the car and she proceeded to stride forwards towards this new habitat. The rumpled, creased invite was tucked inside of her palm as she pressed the doorbell, that let out a melodic tune. Tired of waiting, Quinn swung the door open and scuttled into the house. "Hello, anyone there?" Quinn screeched, waiting in the porch.
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Denver smiled and giggled a bit at Asher's comment about his "humble abode". She then noticed him stare her down a bit, which made her feel like she was suddenly about to blush......but instead, she shrugged it off as soon as he spoke up again. "You bike? I prefer my board. But I got plenty of friends that love to BMX." Denver crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against a nearby nightstand.. "Yeah, i've been into it for several years now........use to board with my brothers when i was younger, but when i hit Jr. High i decided i wanted to be "different" from them...." she uncrossed her arms and actually make the quote signs around the world different, with her hands. "....so i started focusing more on inline skating, got a bike, and started learning some tricks."
Pushing herself off of the nightstand, Denver walked over to the large windows and stared out towards the ocean she wanted to rush out to desperately for a moment, before turning around with both hands on her hips. "So, it's pretty killer you got that contract with DC, i was gonna post a piece about it in the school paper, but then Jessica wanted to hog up the entire issue with some crap about the latest homecoming fashions.......anyways, you should really compete, you're seriously good. I myself placed in a few BMX prelims......folks made me drop out though, pretty messed up eh?" She sounded casual, but in the back of her head she still was hurt by the fact her parents wouldn't let her compete in the Vegas championship, and even though she hasn't said so to most people, she holds quite a bit of resentment towards them for denying her that opportunity
"Anyways......i love my skates to death as well, so i kinda shoved 'em in my bag at the last moment....leaving enough room for like one swim suit, night clothes, and one outfit......SO, maybe you could show me a clothing store or a mall or something later?"
By the time she finished talking, Denver had walked back over towards Asher, and her right arm was across her chest, w/ her right hand wrapped around the upper portion of her left arm.
She couldn't help but smile again, knowing how silly she probably sounded to the average person.......a girl, forgoing stuff like clothing, shoes, and make up, for a pair of skates.
Pushing herself off of the nightstand, Denver walked over to the large windows and stared out towards the ocean she wanted to rush out to desperately for a moment, before turning around with both hands on her hips. "So, it's pretty killer you got that contract with DC, i was gonna post a piece about it in the school paper, but then Jessica wanted to hog up the entire issue with some crap about the latest homecoming fashions.......anyways, you should really compete, you're seriously good. I myself placed in a few BMX prelims......folks made me drop out though, pretty messed up eh?" She sounded casual, but in the back of her head she still was hurt by the fact her parents wouldn't let her compete in the Vegas championship, and even though she hasn't said so to most people, she holds quite a bit of resentment towards them for denying her that opportunity
"Anyways......i love my skates to death as well, so i kinda shoved 'em in my bag at the last moment....leaving enough room for like one swim suit, night clothes, and one outfit......SO, maybe you could show me a clothing store or a mall or something later?"
By the time she finished talking, Denver had walked back over towards Asher, and her right arm was across her chest, w/ her right hand wrapped around the upper portion of her left arm.
She couldn't help but smile again, knowing how silly she probably sounded to the average person.......a girl, forgoing stuff like clothing, shoes, and make up, for a pair of skates.
It was all very interesting to know that they all went to the same high school and yet didn't really know each other. It must've been crazy to think that the person he was talking to was his classmate and yet he didn't remember seeing them nor did he know who they were. This was going to be very interesting. He sat up straight in his chair and listened to everyone introduce themselves. Some were very cheery that there was a pool they could jump into, and Tyler was no different. He smirked and introduced himself to those who introduced themselves to him.
"Wassup, I'm Tyler," he would reply to each of them.
He stood to his feet and smiled before excusing himself as he made his way up the stairs to find his room. Finding a room, he looked at the other bed that was sitting unoccupied against the wall. Smirking he shook his head. No doubt they'd be rooming as there weren't enough rooms for everyone to have their own. He unpacked quickly, and switched into his swimming trunks before dashing out of his room and down the hall, down the stairs and out to the pool before jumping in and making a splash. He enjoyed the water, it was so refreshing against his skin.
Smiling, he looked over at Juliet who was also in the pool.
"WHOOOO!" he screamed whimsically as he thrust his fist into the air and dove backwards into the water before flipping back to his upright position. He was an excellent swimmer, and he enjoyed the water. His parents nicknamed him merman because he loved the water so much. Swimming around the pool he surfaced and looked over at Juliet.
"So, Juliet right? What's your story?"
"Wassup, I'm Tyler," he would reply to each of them.
He stood to his feet and smiled before excusing himself as he made his way up the stairs to find his room. Finding a room, he looked at the other bed that was sitting unoccupied against the wall. Smirking he shook his head. No doubt they'd be rooming as there weren't enough rooms for everyone to have their own. He unpacked quickly, and switched into his swimming trunks before dashing out of his room and down the hall, down the stairs and out to the pool before jumping in and making a splash. He enjoyed the water, it was so refreshing against his skin.
Smiling, he looked over at Juliet who was also in the pool.
"WHOOOO!" he screamed whimsically as he thrust his fist into the air and dove backwards into the water before flipping back to his upright position. He was an excellent swimmer, and he enjoyed the water. His parents nicknamed him merman because he loved the water so much. Swimming around the pool he surfaced and looked over at Juliet.
"So, Juliet right? What's your story?"
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Jay smiled at Jesse and Alex, "I'm Jay. And it seems that every one is going swimming, would you two fine people like to join us?" She asked in her best British accent, but it was ruined by a chuckle.
"I'm Jace." The blonde guy introduced himself to the new faces. He smiled, "Sure, just let me get changed first." He said, going upstairs into a spare room to change his white T-shirt and jeans into simple blue trunks. The scenery had overwhelmed him; nothing was out of place. The room was big, no doubt, about the same size of his kitchen back at home. A big goofy grin covered his place as he walked back downstairs.
Jay playfully rolled her eyes, "So dramatic." She said in a deeper voice.
Jay smirked and pulled off the black off the shoulder top that she had been wearing, to reveal a mint green tank top. She took off her white belt and socks, not really caring if she got her jeans wet. Oh well, she thought.
Jay skipped her way outdoors by the pool were everybody was at. When she reached the platform around the pool, she ran, building up speed. With one ungraceful motion motion, she cannon balled into the big pool.
Jace's eyes twitched, "Thank God I'm not like that." He muttered, chuckling to himself. He simply walked out of the vast house. Jace turned around backwards, his feet holding onto the edge of the pool. He bent his arms backwards with his body following. Tucking his body in, he did a back flip into the clear pool.
"I'm Jace." The blonde guy introduced himself to the new faces. He smiled, "Sure, just let me get changed first." He said, going upstairs into a spare room to change his white T-shirt and jeans into simple blue trunks. The scenery had overwhelmed him; nothing was out of place. The room was big, no doubt, about the same size of his kitchen back at home. A big goofy grin covered his place as he walked back downstairs.
Jay playfully rolled her eyes, "So dramatic." She said in a deeper voice.
Jay smirked and pulled off the black off the shoulder top that she had been wearing, to reveal a mint green tank top. She took off her white belt and socks, not really caring if she got her jeans wet. Oh well, she thought.
Jay skipped her way outdoors by the pool were everybody was at. When she reached the platform around the pool, she ran, building up speed. With one ungraceful motion motion, she cannon balled into the big pool.
Jace's eyes twitched, "Thank God I'm not like that." He muttered, chuckling to himself. He simply walked out of the vast house. Jace turned around backwards, his feet holding onto the edge of the pool. He bent his arms backwards with his body following. Tucking his body in, he did a back flip into the clear pool.
Eclair heard splashes.Guess the others were probably at the pool.She smiled,going into the room again.She reached for her luggage bag to pull out her swimsuit,before stopping halfway.She had totally forgot to pack her swimsuit.She mentally slapped herself in her mind.
'I'm an idiot.It's California,it's a beach house.I forgot my swimsuit.Perfect.' she thought to herself miserably,using her hand to brush away a couple of stray fringes away from her eyes.There was a melodic tune starting to play,which was most likely the doorbell so she proceeded downstairs.She still hadn't met the Freedmon person to thank him.He hadn't showed himself yet.Probably in one of the rooms,but she'd rather not intrude.She was going for the door but found herself staring at a girl with messy blonde hair who was calling out for someone to respond.
"Um...hey.Someone's here." Eclair greeted,smiling awkwardly while rising her hand up to indicate herself,"The name's Claire.And what would yours be?".This time,she gave out a genuine smile,offering out a hand towards the large suitcase with the intent to help her with it.
'I'm an idiot.It's California,it's a beach house.I forgot my swimsuit.Perfect.' she thought to herself miserably,using her hand to brush away a couple of stray fringes away from her eyes.There was a melodic tune starting to play,which was most likely the doorbell so she proceeded downstairs.She still hadn't met the Freedmon person to thank him.He hadn't showed himself yet.Probably in one of the rooms,but she'd rather not intrude.She was going for the door but found herself staring at a girl with messy blonde hair who was calling out for someone to respond.
"Um...hey.Someone's here." Eclair greeted,smiling awkwardly while rising her hand up to indicate herself,"The name's Claire.And what would yours be?".This time,she gave out a genuine smile,offering out a hand towards the large suitcase with the intent to help her with it.
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Hearing somebody's presence, Quinn looked around until she found herself actually being greeted by them. "Hey, I'm Quinn," she replied, smiling. "Do you know where the rooms are anything, I need to unpack." After pausing for a few minutes for reply, Quinn attempted to break the silence. "Seriously, I brought like double of everything!" she exclaimed, carefully opening her suitcase a little to make sure everything was there, she knew exactly what was in. About two or three swimming suits, lots of TOMs and plimsolls, etc.
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Asher smiled. She used to skate, now she both inlines and BMX's, and she didn't focus everything on bringing the 'right clothes?' Wow. She was awesome.
"Man, sorry you had to drop out. Sounds like you were really into it." He suddenly remembered something from his childhood. "And actually, I have been in a comp before." He smiled even larger. "When I was seven. I joined the amateur group of the local competition. And to my dismay, I found myself looking at a bunch of ten and twelve year olds. Scared the crap outta me, so i quit. And now, a few years later, I'm shredding it with DC. Funny how life goes huh?" Asher walked passed Denver to the window that she had been looking out. And noticed the ocean spill onto the beach. He loved the ocean, something about it always called to him. The way you never knew what the tide brought with it. Kinda like skating. You never knew what the next trick might bring. Maybe you'd land it and everyone would cheer, or maybe you'd land wrong and break a bone. You never knew. It was the risk that made it so fun. Asher noticed he had sort of zoned out.
"Sorry." He felt like a bit of an idiot. "And yeah, I know a few malls. . . . Not that I am always there or something. 'Cause that, would be weird." He gave a sort of fake nervousness with his last few words. Trying to get her to laugh a little. He loved making people laugh, always lightened up the mood a little.
"Man, sorry you had to drop out. Sounds like you were really into it." He suddenly remembered something from his childhood. "And actually, I have been in a comp before." He smiled even larger. "When I was seven. I joined the amateur group of the local competition. And to my dismay, I found myself looking at a bunch of ten and twelve year olds. Scared the crap outta me, so i quit. And now, a few years later, I'm shredding it with DC. Funny how life goes huh?" Asher walked passed Denver to the window that she had been looking out. And noticed the ocean spill onto the beach. He loved the ocean, something about it always called to him. The way you never knew what the tide brought with it. Kinda like skating. You never knew what the next trick might bring. Maybe you'd land it and everyone would cheer, or maybe you'd land wrong and break a bone. You never knew. It was the risk that made it so fun. Asher noticed he had sort of zoned out.
"Sorry." He felt like a bit of an idiot. "And yeah, I know a few malls. . . . Not that I am always there or something. 'Cause that, would be weird." He gave a sort of fake nervousness with his last few words. Trying to get her to laugh a little. He loved making people laugh, always lightened up the mood a little.
Zaria couldn't help but gape at the house. "Oh my freaking gosh," she mumbled, leaving her bags and completely forgetting everything else in life. She rushed into the house and looked around. It was so modern and pretty, with so many windows to see the California scenery. Maybe it could help her get a tan too! She hardly noticed or realized that there were others here. She was too excited.
Issac groaned and looked at the bags that his sister had left. Great, now he was going to have to pick those up too. He sighed and made his way into the house, then found the nearest open guys' room and set his bags down. He stretched, ready to meet somebody. By somebody, he meant someone like him and not the whole group of kids that were roaming around doing who knows what.
He grabbed his sister's bags from outside and set them by the front door, then headed to the kitchen. Food was always good.
Issac groaned and looked at the bags that his sister had left. Great, now he was going to have to pick those up too. He sighed and made his way into the house, then found the nearest open guys' room and set his bags down. He stretched, ready to meet somebody. By somebody, he meant someone like him and not the whole group of kids that were roaming around doing who knows what.
He grabbed his sister's bags from outside and set them by the front door, then headed to the kitchen. Food was always good.
Brandon sat in the car next to his mother as she yet again gave him the run down of the rules, its not like when she left he was really going to do any of the things that she was saying but his agreement to her terms along with the persuasion of himself and his father was what got him out to Cali in the first place. So he nodded as she talked not really taking in a word the woman spoke as he gazed out the window taking in the beautiful scenery California had to offer. Brandon knew that the other teens at the house were going to of course be from his school but he wondered if he would know any of them. Back at school he was what people would call a "jock", he played on the football, basketball and track team so most people knew he was although it wasn't always the same in return. Pulling up to the address the chauffeur got out of the car instantly heading to the trunk of the vehicle to get Brandon's things from the car he was going to get out and help the man with his luggage when he mother grabbed hold of his arm "Are you listening to me" he could tell from her tone that she was slightly irritated so he just turned to her and nodded "Yes mom I was listening and I got it okay. Every since you agreed to let me come out here it has been the same talk every few minutes. I heard what you said at home, at the airport, on the jet, after we got off the jet and in this very car." The woman drew her hand back folding her arms across her chest "Well as long as you've got it" she said sitting back in her seat, Brandon knew his mother was nervous about him spending the next two weeks alone without any adult supervision but it was only two weeks he stayed away longer than that when he use to go to summer camp when he was little. He sighed "Don't pout mom am going to be fine. Just think of this as a little test to prepare both me and you for when I go to college." she sighed once and nodded which made him smile "Now you should get going you still have to fly to New York to meet up with dad" he said giving her a hug "I'll see you in two weeks" he turned around opening the door.
Stepping out of the car he glanced at his new home for the next two weeks it reminded him of his family's beach house in Florida, it was nice. The chauffeur stood next to Brandon "Sir, I've placed your luggage outside the house if you want I could bring your things to your room it wou-" Brandon cut the man off "Thank you" he said politely "I can take it from here" the man nodded walking around the car getting back inside. Brandon waved goodbye to his mother as the car pulled off and disappeared into the distance, once the car was gone Brandon breath in a sigh of relief he loved his mother but she could defiantly be quite suffocating at times. He turned back to the house and walked to porch where his bags sat he opened the already unlocked door and gathered his things swinging two bags over his shoulders and grabbing the remaining suitcases and headed inside the house.
From what he could hear as soon as he walked in the house he knew he wasn't the first to arrive on the scene. He walked towards the noise into the hang out as he looked around the room noticing the staircase that headed upstairs he decided to unload his bags and meet people afterwards. He walked up the stairs and found an empty room he put his things on the bed then went straight back downstairs, he was jet-lagged and not in the mood for unpacking just yet. Once back in the hang out he walked over to the windows and saw a bunch of people already relaxing in the pool, not being much of a loner he walked outside to where everyone else was. Being in California he had dressed the part wearing a pair of swimming trunks, a yellow t-shirt and flip flops along with a pair of sunglasses that sat on his face. Walking to the side of the pool he lifted his glasses to wear they sat on top of his head "Hello, everyone. Name's Brandon."
Stepping out of the car he glanced at his new home for the next two weeks it reminded him of his family's beach house in Florida, it was nice. The chauffeur stood next to Brandon "Sir, I've placed your luggage outside the house if you want I could bring your things to your room it wou-" Brandon cut the man off "Thank you" he said politely "I can take it from here" the man nodded walking around the car getting back inside. Brandon waved goodbye to his mother as the car pulled off and disappeared into the distance, once the car was gone Brandon breath in a sigh of relief he loved his mother but she could defiantly be quite suffocating at times. He turned back to the house and walked to porch where his bags sat he opened the already unlocked door and gathered his things swinging two bags over his shoulders and grabbing the remaining suitcases and headed inside the house.
From what he could hear as soon as he walked in the house he knew he wasn't the first to arrive on the scene. He walked towards the noise into the hang out as he looked around the room noticing the staircase that headed upstairs he decided to unload his bags and meet people afterwards. He walked up the stairs and found an empty room he put his things on the bed then went straight back downstairs, he was jet-lagged and not in the mood for unpacking just yet. Once back in the hang out he walked over to the windows and saw a bunch of people already relaxing in the pool, not being much of a loner he walked outside to where everyone else was. Being in California he had dressed the part wearing a pair of swimming trunks, a yellow t-shirt and flip flops along with a pair of sunglasses that sat on his face. Walking to the side of the pool he lifted his glasses to wear they sat on top of his head "Hello, everyone. Name's Brandon."
