Laughter can be heard through the neighborhood. She throws a wet rag at him, he raises his hands to protect himself from the soapy water and catches the rag. With a smile that causes her to shreak in delight he throws the rag to the ground. He grabs her and starts tickling her. Laughter rings loudly through the quiet neighborhood. Both teens are know laughing furiously as he pulls her to him. His light blond hair is wet, as his is shirt showing off his well toned body. Her brunette hair is wet, water running down her beautiful face. She hadn't bothered with make up today, but it was no matter. She was simply beautiful in his eyes. Possibly the most beautiful creator he had ever laid his bright blue eyes on. His thumb strokes her soft cheek, as she look up into his eyes slightly out of breath. She's dressed in a bikini showing off the tanned mid-drift. Slowly he brushes the wet hair out of her face taking in every contour of it. Her gently hazel eyes, her perfect nose, and her rich lips. Slowly his own lips close over those beautiful, perfect lips. She pulls herself closer to him, standing on tip toes closing her eyes, drinking in the scent of him. He smells like soap and musk and man. Her hand finds it's way into his short hair. He had recently buzzed his hair. Finally he pulls back, looking at her. Suddenly a cold spray from a water hose draws their attention. They look over to find Lucas spraying them. "DAD!" The boy yells.
"LUCAS!" the girl shreaks.
"Thought I would help you two out." Lucas smiles slightly.
"We don't need any help Dad!" the boy says warningly.
"Really cause it looks like you ant got much done." Lucas pretends to survey their progress.
The girl giggles slightly, "I think your Dad's jealous."
"Of being a teen again?" Lucas raises and eye brow.
"YUP!" The girl declares.
Lucas rolls his eyes, "Not for a second."
The two teens look at each other, "GET HIM!" Both teen take off toward Lucas tackling him and laughing historically.
Brooke stands in the doorway, "I told you not to do it Luke!" She laughs when Lucas begs for help.
"She's so your daughter!" Lucas screams.
"Really? I thought she took after Chase!" Brooke yells back.
All three collapse onto the wet ground as Brooke laughs from her spot in the door. "Oh no," Lucas says out of breath, "She's all you."
"Well where do you think he got it?" Brooke asks, not daring to move closer for fear of being tackled herself.
"He's all Payton." Lucas chuckles.
"Oh no he's not." Payton says taking her place beside Brooke.
The boy sets up laughing, he looks over at the girl, "Come on lets ditch the old ones," He holds a hand out to her, "Lets go to the court."
The girl allows herself to be pulled up. "I"m in a bikini Keith."
The blond smiles broadly and pulls her to him, "Not for long if I have anything to say about it." he whispers in her ear.
She giggles, "You're such a bad guy."
Together they take off "Alyssa Elizabeth Adams! You get back here!" Brooke yells, but the teens don't turn around. Shaking her head the she mumbles, "She's too much like me."
Payton laughs, "You can says that again."
Brooke glares at her while Lucas joins them, "When did we become old?"
Brooke laughs, "When they turned thirteen, didn't you get the memo?"
"Must of missed that one." Lucas laughs. "That was what yesterday?"
"Three years ago believe it or not." Payton says.
All three adults looks toward the place where the teens had disappeared. Thinking back to when they were sixteen years old. "Where did the time go?" Lucas asks quietly, putting his arm around Payton.