Hey, just wanted to say to KarleyBob that I never really read your story until I read your comment, and I definitely see the similarities, I actually got the idea from juicyqueen4life's Nantucket Summer. Just wanted to add that.

Enjoy!

The Block Estate
The Driveway
Wednesday, May 10th
05.00 AM

Massie saw the sun rising up to the sky. It was a beautiful summer morning. There were no clouds to be seen, and there was just a small, fresh breeze. She looked around herself. She was leaving for the South of France.. And it was going to be one of the last times she saw her house until she went to college. She caressed Bean's ears, while sitting on top of her Louis Vuitton suitcase, while Isaac put all of her seven suitcases in the trunk. She saw Claire joking around with Josh. He tickled her, and they looked like one of those perfect couples you saw in commercials and stuff. Her boyfriend instead, he was helping Isaac load the luggages in. Somebody had to, or else they would have never gotten to the airport.

Once everything was ready, the got inside the Range Rover and drank cappuccinos that Inez made for them, and ate a croissant with marmalade in it. It took them fourty minutes to get to the airport, and once they got there, they settled down, as if they were home, and waited for the plane to depart. Once it did, they ate some more breakfast and decided to play cards while they waited, then they decided to sleep. When Massie woke up, she logged on her computer, knowing that wireless internet worked in her plane. She logged on her AIM, and saw who was online. When she saw Derrick on, she double clicked him wanting to ask him when he was coming. Even if they broke up, they still talked to each other and it didn't feel very awkward.

MASSIEKUR: Derrick

SHORTZFORLIFE: Hey Massie, what's up?

MASSIEKUR: Just wanted to know where you were? Did you depart to Saint Tropez already?

SHORTZFORLIFE: I'm on my plane right now

MASSIEKUR: Now way! Me too!

SHORTZFORLIFE: In your private jet?

MASSIEKUR: Yupp :). You? In Dylan's?

SHORTZFORLIFE: No, Chris Plovert's

MASSIEKUR: He had a private jet? I didn't know that?

SHORTZFORLIFE: Yeah, he does, but I must admit yours is way better

SHORTZFORLIFE: When are you arriving by the way?

MASSIEKUR: At 1 PM in NY time, 7 PM in France Time

SHORTZFORLIFE: Cool, I'm arriving just two hours after you guys

MASSIEKUR: Really? And where are you staying?

SHORTZFORLIFE: My yatch.

MASSIEKUR:Cool. Do you want to come over to our boat tonight? We'll have a nice dinner, probably

SHORTZFORLIFE: Can I bring Kristen?

MASSIEKUR:

SHORTZFORLIFE: Oh. Okay. Sorry, I didn't mean to make things awkward. I'll come without her

MASSIEKUR: Sorry. I'm just not used to having her around anymore, it needs to happen slowly.

SHORTZFORLIFE: Understood.

MASSIEKUR: Oh, I've got to go. My hostess is bringing me some low fat Veggie Burger.

SHORTZFORLIFE: haha, have a nice flight then :)

MASSIEKUR: Thanks, see you later. Give me a call or something.

Massie shut the laptop, and let the hostess put her tray on top of the table. She saw Claire in front of her who was sipping a Pepsi, and was ready to divore her Cheeseburger. Cam got a steak, and Josh got a steak as well.

"So, I was talking to Derrick on AIM" Massie said. "And I invited him over to dinner tonight"

"Oh, okay. Is Kristen coming with" Claire asked.

"Not today, maybe next time though"

"Your yatch is parked next to Nikki Beach, isn't it?" Cam asked.

"Yeah, kinda."

"That is so perfectly cool!" Josh shouted high fiving Cam. Massie smirked thinking about how excited they were getting over the fact that her yatch was going to be parked in a harbor close to Nikki Beach. Which by the way was the hottest beach in town, with also La Voile Rouge, Crystal Beach and Club 55.

"So, we need to unpack today so we won't do much. Oh, our French yatch keeper had our house cleaned, but we still need to buy the food, and toiletries, and that kind of shit. So while you guys unpack me and Claire will go to the supermarket and get everything we need."

"How are you going to bring everything?" Josh smirked, thinking that they couldn't do anything without them guys.

"We'll rent a car" Massie answered as if it was obvious.

"Okay then" Josh said disappointed.

The Airport
Saint Tropez, Côte d'Azur, France
May 3rd
19.10

They rented a BMW silver convertible, and barely managed to put all the luggages in. Massie put her four Louis Vuitton on the back seat, where she had to squash in with Claire. And the other three bags were inside the trunk which luckily enough was big. Cam put his two bags inside, Josh put his three Gucci suitcases inside as well, and Claire put a green Benetton bag on the trunk and sat on top of another one.

"Why did YOU have to drive Josh?" Massie complained. Being stuck in the back with five suitcases in total wasn't very pleasant. She managed to squash in the two Louis duffel bags under her and Claire's feet, leaving her a hard suitcase which she decided to copy Claire and sit on and leaving place for a small bag in between the two suitcases that contrasted each other. A classy never dying out of style Louis Vuitton and a green Benetton.

"One. I wouldn't want to sit in the middle of those luggages which are not mine. Second. I'm a man, if I don't drive, I won't feel right" Josh answered putting his Rayban wayfarers on and putting down the roof.

"FRESH" Claire said.

"And this is HOW WE START OUR VACATION!" Cam said feeling the air in his face, his hair.

"SAINT TROPEZ JE T'AIME!!" Massie shouted in the driveway on top of her lungs. Claire giggled, and asked Josh to tune the radio. Queen. Don't Stop Me Now. She loved that song. It was sooo happy.

"JE T'AIME AUSSIE!" Everybody heard someone say. Massie turned around and saw this really tan and muscly man say out of the window while another man drove the porsche.

"Oh, Merci beacoup!" Massie answered happily, showing no fear at all. Cam lifted his eyebrow laughing at the situation.

"J'ai m'appelle Eric, e toi?" Eric said putting his arm out of the window trying to shake Massie's.

"Massie, Massie Block" Massie answered shaking his hand.

"Oh, Etes-vous américains?" Eric asked putting his tan arm back inside.

"Oui, e toi?"

"J'habite à Paris mais je suis Italien" Eric asked.

"Ah si? Da dove in Italia?" Massie suddenly changed language into Italian. Claire and the rest had no idea what they were talking about but they kept on trying to decode what they were saying.

"Roma, dove senno?" Eric said laughing. He did look Italian. Dark hair, tan skin. Strong features. "You speak Italian, French very well, madamoiselle"

"Yeah, I know. I was taught French in school, and I came to the South of France every Easter in High School and middle. Italian, I learnt it when I was a kid and I used to go to Italy every summer for two years in a row. I guess I never forgot the language, or never wanted to."

"Wow. Smart girl! Where are you guys staying?" Eric asked.

"Close to Nikki Beach" Massie answered.

"We hook people up with the best parties in Saint Tropez. This is my number if you guys are getting bored of Saint Tropez, give me a call, and I'll get you in the list to the best parties." Eric said handing her his visiting card.

"Wow, thanks, I'll definitely call" Massie said receiving the card.

"I'll be waiting then" Eric answered and winked at her. "A tout a l'heure!"

"Au revoir!" Massie said, and watched the red Porsche pass in front of their BMW and disappering.


FRENCH

SAINT TROPEZ I LOVE YOU!

I LOVE YOU TOO!

Oh, thank you very much!

My name is Eric, and you?

Oh, are you Americans?

Yes, you?

I live in Paris but I'm Italian

ITALIAN

Oh, really? Where about in Italy?

Rome, where else? (in Roman slang)


The Sunshine Yatch
Saint Tropez
20.50

"Here we are. The boat we are going to spend the rest our last summer in. Claire, Josh, Cam, meet Sunshine" Massie presented the huge boat to her friends. It was parked in a Harbor, where lots of other huge yatchs and boats were parked. It wasn't dark yet, and the sun was starting to set. The sea was sparkly, and the lights from the lamps made the sight look even better.

"Oh, my GOD." Claire said. "You told me it was big, but I never expected it to be THIS big!"

"It is pretty big isn't it?"

"Pretty big? It's HUGE. I LOVE it!" Claire said jumping up and down.

"Wow. So beautiful, let's get in!" Cam said.

Massie got inside the boat, and opened the door to enter inside, and saw the beautiful boat in the inside, which was just as beautiful. The deck was fantastic too, it was perfect to have a romantic dinner, and to tan.

There was a jacuzzi in the back, and a huge white bed looking couch, that was attached to the floor so it wouldn't fly away. Inside the yatch, there were five cabins. All of them decorated like royalty rooms, and it looked not only classy, but also very fresh. Josh and Cam put all of their bags out of the car, and brought them to the yatch three at a time. Massie put her things inside the Master cabin, where there was a huge bed for two, but could fit around six. She walked out of the room, and stood in the corridor which was like a balcony, and went downstairs where the first floor was. She opened the kitchen door, and saw Cam there checking that everything was clean, and also checking what they had to buy at the supermarket and writing everything on a list.

"Hey baby" Massie whispered on his ear, taking him by surprise. Cam was about to gasp, but when he realized it was just Massie, he kissed her soft lips.

"Hey" Cam answered.

"Are you writing the shopping list?" Massie asked.

"Yup"

"You look sexy" Massie tried to bring the flirty side of him out. She kissed him on his temple, cheek, lip, close to the ears, neck and finally lips again.

"Come on Massie, not now" Cam said. GAWD, Massie thought. Are you kidding me? Why does he never want to do it with me? We have only done it FIVE times in the past two years!

"Are you serious?" Massie asked in disbelief.

"Come on, I'm not in the mood" Cam said.

"You always come up with some excuses? What is wrong with you?! Look at the athmosphere! We are in fucking Saint Tropez! Look outside, it's beautiful! Perfect place, perfect moment, perfect girl.. Everything is fucking perfect! Why don't you ever want to do it?"

"God! Massie! I just don't okay?" Cam said whining.

"Do you not like me anymore? Do you not LIKE doing it with ME!? " Massie asked. "Why can't you be like any normal guy? Other guys would DREAM about doing it with me!"

"Stop it" Cam said.

"Why do you always have to make me feel like crap?" Massie said nearly in tears. Why did he act this way? When he was with Claire he would have done anything for her. Now that he was with her, he acted like a complete ASS.

"Massie" Cam said holding her super thin waist.

"Enough" Massie said. She avoided eye contact with him, and walked away back to her room. She decided to change clothes, and put on a pair of Lacoste Gingham short shorts, with gingham blue checks. She then put a Vince cotton shell top, and a white James Perse cardigan. She slid on her yellow Fendi ballerina slippers and got out of the room. She decided to go for a walk and left a message by the table, and as she walked away from the harbor, she saw a familiar face.

"Massie!"The guy shouted out. He ran towards the beautiful brunette who was wearing her Wayfarers and hugged her when he got close enough to her.

"Hey Harrington"


Hope you enjoyed this chapter as well, I will update soon, of course. And just to make things clear, this is not a sequel to Christmas in Aspen.

I'll update i pinky, as long as I get lots of reviews!

Next Chapter: Dylan, Kristen, Chris and Derrick's arrival. They stay in Derrick's yatch, and notice that Duh-Livia and Sluticia Rivera are staying in the same harbor too. Massie and Cam have some problems. Claire and Josh are perfect and Derrick is caught up between two of his most important loves in his life

Au Revoir, for now.

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