Kayla POV
I was on my way to meet Carlos. The guys had other things to do (James: Shopping for Cuda stuff, Logan: Studying math, and Kendall: hanging out with his girlfriend, Jo), and he was bored. It's actually kinda flattering that he would call me. I mean I've only known the guy a few days. We met at the pool. Astoundingly, there weren't that many people there, just some hippie playing guitar, three girls who are obviously full of themselves (the Jennifers), and a little red headed kid hiding behind some bushes.
"Hey!"Carlos greeted me with a large smile.
"Hey, yourself! So what's up?"
"I am completely and totally bored."
"So what do you wanna do?" I ask him.
"I don't know, what do you wanna do?" A small moment of silence before I blurted out the first random thing to come into my head.
"Purple goats surf!"
"That's it! We'll surf! C'mon, Kayla!" He grabbed my hand and I hoped that he couldn't tell how fast (not to mention how hard) my heart was pumping.
*At the beach*
"Wahoo!"
"Yeah!"
"That was absolutely amazing!" I gasped as soon as I surfaced, clutching my board.
"No kidding! Are you sure you've never surfed before?"
"Positive, I would remember something that amazing!" I paddled my board toward his. Carlos glanced at his watch and winced.
"We should probably head back, it's getting kinda late."
"Okay," we swam through the surf, side by side.
*At the Palm Woods*
"That was fun, we should do it again sometime." I say to Carlos.
"Yeah!" Another moment of silence, something tells me this is not the time to say something random about singing chipmunks, so I bite my lip. "Hey, Kayla? Would you go on a date with me?" Carlos asks. Oh my gosh, did he just ask me out! I screamed in my head. And then, well, I kinda tripped. Carlos tried to catch me, and I did grab his arm, but (to skip to the end) we both ended up in the pool. Suddenly I'm laughing hysterically, and so is Carlos. He's suddenly serious again, "Will you go out with me?" He asks again. As I mentally freak out (happily) my mouth says the first not random thing that comes to my head.
"So does that mean that today wasn't a date?" I ask.
"Er, No? I mean, yes! Maybe?"
"I'm just teasing you, Carlos." I touch his arm, ignoring the butterflies in my stomach. "I'd love to go out with you." He smiled at me and I grinned back. He gallantly helped me from the water, and we left to go inside (and hopefully dry off).
Roy POV
"I'd love to go out with you, Carlos!" My sister says excitedly. They smile at each other and get out of the pool. I glance over at Katie, she raises one eyebrow at me.
"So, Carlos and Kayla?"
"What is she thinking?" I burst out, not really caring that I just gave away our hiding spot behind the bushes (Katie and I are planning our next genius plan, I swear, that girl is brilliant!). "She's too young to date!" Katie laughed.
"Hey, Roy, you do know that in order to act like an overprotective older brother, it helps to actually be an older brother."
"Of course, but still…"
"Then just chill. Kayla knows what she's doing." Then she says, in an obvious attempt to distract me. "Wanna come over for dinner, it's corndog night." Okay, so it kinda worked.
"Corndogs!"
"Please, tell me you're not corndog obsessed, just like Carlos." Katie says.
"Carlos is corndog obsessed?" I ask her.
"Yep, he even broke up with his last girlfriend because he found out she doesn't like corndogs." I freeze. "Roy? Are you okay?"
"He broke up with his last girlfriend because she didn't like corndogs." I repeat, not believing what she just said.
"Yup. What's wrong?"
"Kayla doesn't like corndogs!"
"Oh." Katie said.
"He'll break up with her!" I snarled.
"We don't know that for sure…"
"Look at the evidence, Katie!"
"Okay, fine! He'll break up with her! Which is bad because she really likes him!"
"Yeah! Wait, how do you know?"
"Dude, I have an older brother, three other guys who are like older brothers, and a single mom. I have witnessed so many relationships, that it gets pretty obvious."
"Ah," Was my oh-so-intelligent response. "She'll be heartbroken!" There is no way I am letting any guy break my sister's heart!
"So what do we do?" Katie asked.
"We split them up before he can break up with her!" My mind was already racing, finding dozens of ways to do the deed.
"Are you sure? Things like this don't usually turn out well…"
"C'mon, Katie! Help me? Please?" I begged her, making a puppy face.
"Okay! Fine! Just stop doing that, it's weird. So how are we gonna do this?" We lowered our voices to whispers as we mapped out our genius plan.
