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Notes: Written for the Summer Challenge at the litafics community on LiveJournal. Pairings are pretty much fleshed out and I ignore real life.
Prompt: Beach House
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Amy was fairly certain she recognized her new neighbors in paradise, in fact she was more than certain she had seen them before. And quite possibly worked with them before. The redhead was indulging herself, renting a beach house in San Pedro, Belize for a week. She hadn't told many of her plans, not really having any reason to do so, with a few exceptions. She had invited Trish, Lilian and Victoria to come with her... and currently the three were out exploring the area. She had opted to stay behind, wanting to relax a little bit and get the villa a little more 'livable' or at least by her standards.
And that was when she caught sight of the three blond men moving into the villa next door. Correction, three very familiar looking blond men. Then she caught sight of a fourth person, also very familiar, Amy quickly realizing how the three (now four) may have found themselves in this particular neighborhood.
Shaking her head, Amy swept her hair into a loose ponytail, not bothering to lock the door as she headed outside and next door.
"Jeffrey," Amy arched an eyebrow at her best friends back, "funny that I should run into you here."
"Small world, isn't it?" Jeff replied as he turned, a grin on his face, "this place is great."
Amy nodded her agreement, "I know... that's why I wanted to come here. I just wasn't expecting to run into anyone. Or at least not someone that I knew, let alone four someones."
Jeff shrugged, scratching the back of his neck, "surprise? I may have mentioned it to them and they may have thought it was a great idea-"
Hands on hips, the former WWE diva shook her head, "and then you just so happened to rent the beach house right next door to ours, right? And let me guess, we're going to be seeing you four at all of the activities that we're signed up for.."
"Well..."
"Jeff."
"Hey Jeff, quit fooling around and give us a hand!"
A sheepish smile was directed to the redhead, "well neighbor, I'd love to stay and talk, but I gotta go help out the roomies. You know how it is."
Before she could reply, the Cameron native had run off.. quite literally, footprints in the sand the only sign that he had been there at all. Really though, it wasn't like she minded the four men, she didn't really. She got along with the four of them perfectly fine. But, the whole point of this vacation had been for a relaxing time, a bonding trip of sorts..
Not that they couldn't do that anyway, because Amy fully intended on enjoying herself while she was here. But now, it seemed that things had changed. And all with the knowledge that they were already very much acquainted with their neighbors in paradise.
Yes, Amy decided as she headed back inside, the next seven days would be nothing short of interesting.