I want to point out right now that I forgot that Zoe is Hanje's first name so the Zoe I made up is NOT Hanje she is MADE UP!
Please do not be confused.
Also I accidentally read a spoiler for season 2 and now I'm sad.
:(
Please enjoy.
Sasha and Jean had been talking for a while. Connie was starting to get worried until he saw them come over.
"How's the water?" Sasha called out.
"Great!" Marco replied, "Come swim with us."
Jean walked into the surf and followed after his boyfriend.
I STILL can't believe they're dating.
Sasha followed after Jean and Connie stopping splashing around to take a good look at her. Connie couldn't remember the last time he saw Sasha in a swimsuit and boy did she look good.
Connie felt a pair of muscular arms grab him.
"Don't just stand there, Shortie." Jean laughed, "We came to the beach to swim."
Once everyone was in the water, except Zoe who was getting changed, they decided to play Marco Polo (pun intended).
"I'm guessing I have to call out Marco?" Marco laughed, he has a good sense of humor.
Jean swam in one direction while Connie and Sasha swam in the other.
"Marco!"
"Polo!"
Marco immediately started swimming towards where Jean was, but Jean is a fast swimmer and goes around him.
Sasha suddenly squeal.
"What's wrong!?" Connie wiped around to see Sasha holding a clump of seaweed.
"Do you think I could eat this?" Sasha looked up, almost drooling "It's good in Miso and dried so why not fresh?"
"I don't know, we should ask Zoe when she-" Connie was cut off by laughter.
The two friends turned to see Marco hugging Jean, "I caught you!" He exclaimed.
Jean was smiling, then out of no where Jean kissed Marco.
"Whoa..." Sasha looked surprised. "They weren't joking."
When Jean and Marco pulled away from each other, Connie noticed that they were blushing massively. Marco laughed and gave Jean a cute peck on the cheek before swimming off.
"Now you're It."
Zoe appeared out of the beach house wearing a dark blue bikini top and a matching bikini skirt. She smiled when she saw her brother.
She swam over to us, "What are you guys up to."
"Marco Polo." Sasha replied.
Zoe burst out laughing, "Haha! So I guess Marco is Marco?"
"Well he tagged Jean who is HEADED THIS WAY!" Sasha cried out before swimming off.
Jean was swimming forward, he must have not needed to call 'Marco' because Connie and Sasha had been talking so much that he could hear.
Connie swam after Sasha though he could tell Jean was behind him.
"Marco!" Jean called out before lunging at the spot Connie was in.
"Yeah?" Marco replied, "Oh right, never mind."
"Polo!" The rest of us called out.
Jean whipped around and grabbed Connie, "You're up Baldie."
Connie closed his eyes and swam around, trying to figure out which way Sasha was in.
"Marco!" He called out.
"Polo!" He recognized a feminine voice close by.
Connie swam over and jumped out, grabbing someone.
"Ah!" Connie heard Sasha scream with surprise.
Connie opened his eyes to see he was basically hugging Sasha and his face started to burn up.
Connie let go of Sasha and saw that she was blushing as well.
What does that mean.
"Uh... you're it!" He swam off.
They played like that for an hour then decided to get out, the sun was beginning to set.
"Let's all get showered off and I'll get out a surprise I have for you guys." Zoe exclaimed as she got out of the surf. "You three will have to share a room and Sasha you can share a room with me."
Sasha smiled, "Okay!"
The group got into the house and Zoe lead Sasha to their room while Marco sat on the couch while Jean sat next to him, resting his head on Marco's shoulders. Connie chose the chair next to them.
"Why didn't you guys tell us sooner that you two are together?" Connie asked.
"Jean wanted to protect me." Marco brushed his hands through his sleeping boyfriend's hair, "And were engaged now."
Connie was shocked, "Seriously!? Good for you two."
"Do you wish you also had someone in your life who loved you like Jean and I love each other?"
Connie looked at his freckled friend, "Everybody wants to be loved."
Marco leaned against Jean, "But you want a certain someone."
He sighed, the thoughts had been in his head ever since he started the competition...
"The competition!" Connie jumped up from his seat, waking up Jean "I forgot, we're still doing the competition."
"Maybe you can use that to hook up with Sasha." Jean mumbled before going back to sleep on his boyfriend's shoulder.
"Whew," Sasha sighed, drying her hair "The bath made me feel like a steamed potato."
She wrapped a towel around herself (like a sushi roll; yum) and when she stepped out of the private bathroom, she was surprised to see Zoe staring at her.
"Something wrong?" Sasha asked.
Zoe stood up and made her way over to Sasha.
"What's up with you and Fuzz-head?"
She blushed, "We're friends..."
"Do you mean like how my brother and Jean are friends?" Zoe stared down at her, "Or legitimate friends."
"I'm being legit! Why is everyone bringing this up all of a sudden!?" Sasha suddenly felt her emotions overwhelming her.
Why...
Why am I crying...?!
Zoe put an arm around Sasha and sat her down on the bed.
"It's obvious you have feelings for him, plus I overheard you and Jean talking earlier," Zoe flashed a bright smile, "How about I help you start your relationship. I AM a love expert after all."
Sasha breathed, "What do you have in mind?"
"Marco mentioned something about this little dare competition you and Fuzzy are having so why not use that as an opportunity to become closer?"
Sasha looked up at the freckled beauty.
"And I have just the thing for you to wear!" Zoe exclaimed, "Marco wouldn't let me dress him as a kid so my talent had to be used only on myself."
It took maybe ten minutes but Sasha was amazed at the job Zoe had done. Her hair had been taken down from it's usual ponytail and curled at the ends with a small sky-blue bow keeping her bangs away from her eyes and Zoe made her put on a short, white dress with frills at the ends.
"There, all done!" Zoe declared as she finished dusting a light layer of gold eyeshadow at the end of Sasha's eyes.
"I look...-"
"Save the comments for the boys." Zoe cut of Sasha then pushed her out the bedroom door and lead her out to the living room.
Connie's jaw dropped, Marco smiled and prodded Jean in the stomach to wake him up. When Jean noticed Sasha his eyes widened as well.
"Shouldn't you boys have showered off by now?" Zoe teased them, "I could have made you look pretty too. But that's besides the point, what do you think?"
"You look great Sasha." Marco was still smiling, he's such a sweet guy.
"Looking good Braus." Jean recovered from his shock to remark his friend.
"..."
Connie hadn't said anything, it was as if he lost his voice. Sasha noticed his face was beginning to turn red like a tomato (legitimately drooling I'm so hungry).
Jean kicked Connie's butt to give him a push back to reality.
"Connie are you ok?" Sasha stepped closer.
"I'm good," Connie stood back up, "Sorry it's just, you look freaking amazing Sash!"
Sasha's heart fluttered.
I look freaking amazing...
"Zoe insisted on dressing me up." She explained, turning to Marco's sister "Do we have any food?"
"We can have that in a minute. Marco, you should go shower now that were done, you too Jean."
The couple got up and begun to walk down the hall.
"Separately please."
Their faces turned red.
"Weren't going to!" Marco cried out embarrassed.
They went into different rooms which each had their own private bathroom.
"I'm going to get started on dinner so why don't you too go walk on the beach," Zoe suggested, then she turned to Connie "But put a sweater on."
Connie hadn't changed from his swim shorts, which had already dried, so he did ad Zoe suggested and pulled on a sweater before we went out. The sunset colored the sand a light orange. The azure waves continued to lap at the sand.
"Zoe's interesting isn't she." Connie remarked.
"She's kind of like our old science teacher Ms. Hanje. Plus they're both named Zoe."
Connie looked surprised, "You're right! They both seem pretty energetic too."
They laughed, then it got silent and Sasha was starting to worry.
"Hey... Wanna continue our game?" Connie suggested, breaking the silence. "I think it was your turn."
"Sure! I dare you to..." Sasha looked around the beach, looking for an idea "Eat some of the seaweed."
Connie gave her a funny look, "I don't think it's edible."
"Are you giving up? That means I win..."
"I'll do it," Connie sighed, "But it's gross."
Connie searched the surf for a minute before he found a small clump of seaweed. He wiped the sand off it and with a disgusted look, swallowed it.
"Wow!" Sasha laughed, "You're right that is gross. Now you won't be able to hit on girls."
"A little seaweed isn't going to stop a girl from wanting to kiss me." Connie replied, sassy.
"If they know whats you ate it will. I bet if a girl did she'd barf." Sasha said smugly, acting like they did before the trip and all this awkwardness.
"Oh yeah?" Connie smirked, "Then my dare for you is to kiss me and not barf."
...What?!
"I was joking..."
"So you're backing out?" Connie looked even more smug, "That would mean I-"
I won't let him win!
Before Connie could finish his sentence, Sasha pressed her lips against his. She could taste the seaweed but didn't feel nauseous.
That's when she realized that she was actually kissing Connie.
Sasha's eyes opened in shock to see Connie was mirroring the same expression. She stepped away, touching her lips gently with her hands.
"Well, you didn't barf." Connie laughed nervously, his face was red "I must not be as gross as you say I am."
Sasha lowered her hands, "Yeah..."
"It's your turn."
Sasha looked away from him straight into the sunset, causing her eyes to start feeling sore.
"Sash..? You ok?" Connie touched her arm.
"I... I'm really hungry now. Can we go back?"
"Sure.."
"Back so soon?" Zoe asked as Sasha and Connie entered the beach house. When she saw Sasha's grim expression, she became worried.
"Did something happen?"
Sasha went to the cupboard and grabbed a raw potato before hurrying off to the room she and Zoe would be sharing.
I messed up... Connie thought, I dared her to kiss me and now she must be feeling sick.
"Fuzz-Buzz, what happened?" Zoe looked at him, confused.
"I freaked her out by eating some seaweed." Connie only half lied. "I'm sure she just needs to eat that potato she snatched and she'll be fine."
Zoe continued with the cooking while Connie went off to his room. Marco was sitting on the bed wearing a t-shirt and pajama shorts.
"Hey Connie, how was your walk?" Marco asked, smiling like usual.
"Awkward," Connie flopped down on one of the two beds, "I dare Sasha to kiss me, she did and now she's probably bleaching her mouth."
"What makes you think that?"
Connie sighed, "She seems really upset."
Marco gave a more serious expression, "It probably caught her off guard, kissing you can't be THAT bad. You should talk to her."
"If she's upset, she should have a minute to herself." Connie rolled onto his side, "Besides, I'm upset too."
"Why?" Marco sat next to Connie on the bed.
"Because... she probably didn't feel the spark that I did when we kissed." Connie felt moisture around his eye.
"Why else would she have run off?" Marco wiped the tear from Connie's eye, "If she hadn't felt it she wouldn't have run away."