Hey guys! I know it's been a loooooong time since I've updated but I am glad to tell you that I will be focusing on this story and my story "Best Friends Til Love Came Along" so I will be updating more often. :) Enjoy!

"Oh my gosh, I can't believe that worked!" said Starr. "I mean, that almost never works!" We had just snuck out the back door where a Honda was parked, so we could blend in. I was driving and Star was gushing about how easy that was. "So, where are we going?" she asked, finally calmer.

"Well, considering there's not a lot of stuff besides malls and stuff, what would you say about the beach?"

"The BEACH? OH MY GODDESS!" she squealed and I think I went deaf in that ear. Then, quieter, she said, "Wait, we don't have swimsuits."

"Well then, I guess we should hit the mall first," I said, making a U-turn unexpectedly and making a few people honk at me and flip me off. I started driving like a maniac just for kicks.

When we pulled up to the mall, Starr was shaking and acting like she just saw a ghost, or her parents having sex. Ew! Yeah, that's how her face looked. Somewhere between scared out of her mind and horrified. "What. The hell. Is wrong with you?" she asked as we went inside and up an escalator.

I shrugged. "I felt like freaking you out," I said, smirking.

"You are officially crazy and I have no idea why I'm hanging out with you." She shook her head and went in the nearest swimwear store.

I suggested, "Because it's a hell of a lot better than being at the House of Night with Kyle?"

She glared at me. "Touché." She grabbed some swimsuits and went into the changing room. I picked out a pair of swim trunks and paid for them while she was in the changing room. When I was done, I sat down in the chairs by the rooms and waited.

Ten minutes of playing angry birds on my phone later, I asked her, "Are you done yet?"

"I can't decide," she called back.

I groaned. "Just pick one!"

"Do not yell at me James Stark! I will kick your ass." She came out with one over her arm. "There, happy?" She waved it in front of my face and rolled her eyes as she went to pay for it.

I leaned on the counter. I said, "I would've been happier if I could've helped you pick it out."

She punched my shoulder playfully and smirked. "Sorry Mr. Stark, but I don't need a man's help shopping for sensible clothes." She thanked the lady and we left.

*At the Beach*

We went to Starbucks first so we could change in their bathrooms and put our normal clothes on over the suits. At the beach, I started to take off my shirt when I noticed Starr was standing there, looking nervous and uncomfortable. "What's wrong?" I asked, letting go of my shirt.

"I change my mind about going to the beach now. Why don't we go window shopping." She started to leave, but I grabbed her around her waist and pulled her back. She sighed. "I'm just uncomfortable in this swimsuit, okay? Everyone's so tan and gorgeous and I'm not."

I took her hands and made her look at me. "You are gorgeous. As for the tan, well, you're just going to have to get over yourself," I joked. She smiled slightly. "It'll be fine."

"Easy for you to say Mr. Buffness." She poked my abs.

"How many Mr. names am I going to get today?" I asked as she shimmed out of her jeans.

She thought about it. "Hmmm...not sure. I'll let you know at the end of the day." I took off my shirt as she did and had t stop myself from drooling. Oh yeah, I really like that swimsuit especially on her. It was a little more Goth than I liked, but it looked really good on her. It was a black bikini with vampire teeth on the top and a drop of blood on her left hip. She noticed me staring and smirked. "Like what you see?" she flirted.

I shook my head and smirked back. "Maaaaybe. Race you to the water. Winner drives home!" I took off.

"Oh hell no! You are not driving again!" She took off after me just as fast.

short, I know but at least I gave you something!