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"Well here we are." Tom said as we came into the house, it was so beautiful on the outside, with it's blue siding and sky blue window frames. The inside of the house was even more mind-blowing. The foyer was painted a pale violet with pale green trimming. The green carpeted stairs led up to the second floor that was painted the same violet in the foyer, and you could see half of the left side of the hallway to the bedrooms. "C'mon I'll show you to the room." Tom said, stepping in front of me and headed up the stairs.

I trailed behind him, and we came to the first door on the right of the stair. Tom opened the door, and I faced blue walls with sea green swirls and pink and black plaid stickers in the shape of flowers. "Tom, I love it." I said as I continued to look around my room and saw the door that led to a purple bathroom and the balcony outside. "Are you serious, a balcony?" I asked as I stepped outside to look at the view that the ledge gave me. "Screw the year, I'm staying." I said as I threw up my hands.

Tom laughed. "Well, I'm gonna help Gio in the kitchen, the guys'll be here in an , you can unpack and get changed if you want."

"Nah, I think I'll just take a walk or something, that alright?" I asked as I followed Tom down the stairs to the kitchen, seeing a bunch of steam. "Dude, what are you making?" I asked as I sat down on the stool in the opposite side of the counter.

"Chicken Fajitas." Gio said as the steam depleted and I saw her face. "Thought you might like them."

I went to her side and hugged her, "You know way to well." I stepped away, "I think I'll just bike around, once I finish rebuilding it."

"Good luck with that!" Tom snickered. I shook my head at Tom's comment and ran to my room to change into a pair of jeans and flip-flops. I looked for the box on the side of the stairs that held the pieces of my bike.

I'd sent it a few days ago, so it wouldn't look too weird with a bike box as my carry-on, saving myself a huge embarrassment. "Hey guys, where's-" I was caught off guard by Tom carrying a red toolbox. "Thanks." I dragged the box outside and onto the driveway, with Tom trailing behind me.

With my sharp thumb nail, I cut the tape on the box. "Set it here." I pointed to the spot next to me. Tom set the toolbox next to me and stepped back into the house. I searched the pink frame of my bike and pulled it out from the wheels and gears and laid it on the blacktop. I then picked out the bag of bolts and screws labeled 'Handlebars'. "Here we are." I pulled out a monkey wrench and a roll-up set of wrenches. I then grabbed my handlebars and began to attach it to the body.

After 15 minutes of screwing and bolting everything. I closed the toolbox and placed them inside. "I'm going for a ride!" I yelled into the kitchen, and stepped back outside. I held my handlebars in my hands and pushed the kickstand off the ground.

I pushed off and began to peddle away and down the street. The wind blew through my hair, sending its brown curls past my face. I looked around and noticed all the amazing scenes and houses. I found as small park in the middle of it all, along with a soccer field (I hate soccer.) and a sand pit for volleyball (my favorite sport of all-time). The sun peeked through the clouds, even though I thought that the sun didn't practically exist here. I pulled out my cell phone, (Might as well get back.) With a sigh, I turned back around and headed back to the house. My bike was placed on the side of the garage. I stepped in and saw Tom sitting on the couch with some guy with a Fohawk.

"Hey." I said softly as I headed to the fridge and pulled out a Coke. I took it with me upstairs and I changed back into my skirt and converse. I let the hair fall forward from its half-ponytail, and grabbed my brush to run over its strands. I came back down the stairs to find Tom and the guy standing.

"Jo, this is Harry, one of my mates." Tom said as I came into the room.

"Hi. It's nice to meet you." Harry said as he held out his hand. I took it and shook it. "Geez, have you got a grip." He said as I let go of his hand, and raised an eyebrow. "Not that it's a bad thing."

"I don't think it is." I responded, lowering my eyebrow in suspicion. "I think that it shows confidence." They looked at me, in disturbance. "Sorry, they always said that at my school. It's like, stitched into my forehead." They laughed at me clenching my head. I let go and dropped my arm. "It's nice to meet you too."

"I can see she's Gio relative." Harry said. "She may not look like her, but she sure acts a lot like her."

"For your information," I said as I span around and stoke a pose, putting a hand on my hips. "I happen to be an actress, thank you very much. And after all she is my cousin, I know how to be exactly like her." I sat back on the stool and took a sip of my Coke. They both looked at me with raised eyebrows, "Don't even think about it, 'cos if you do, I'll make your head spin so fast, you won't know which way you're facing." I smirked. They turned around silent. I smiled and turned to face Gio.

"Thanks for that." She whispered to me, out of the boy's hearing range. "It's hard to keep them in line without using sex as a threat."

"Aww. Thanks, it's my passion to find new threats." I smiled and winked at her, the front door was being banged on, "What the hell is out there? Rabid dogs?" I asked as I glared out into the foyer, wide-eyed.

"Something very close to it." Harry said back. He stood up and moved next to me, "Brace yourself, this may get a bit turbulent."

"Sweetie, I've been on a plane for over 12 hours straight. One thing I think I can brace and sustain is turbulence." I told him.

"Tom, open the door and let us see the bird!" Someone called from the other side of the door. "And we need beer!" they called again and continued to bang on the door.

"Oh boy, just like the people in Milwaukee. Loud, obnoxious and will do anything to get a beer…" I said, huffing, as Tom got up and went to the front door. Harry laughed at my comment, causing me to smile.

A boy with brown curly hair ran up to me and hugged me while I was still sitting on the stool. He hugged me so tight I lost my breath all to quickly. "Well, hello to you too." I said as he let go of me. I gasped in air as I took in his appearance. Out hair was the same color and curly like mine the one difference is that instead of my hazel eyes, he possessed bright blue ones. "You might not wanna hug me to hard, I don't wanna die on my first day here because my lungs popped out."

He stared at me blankly. Harry leaned over to me and whispered, "Just ignore Danny for the moment, he might try to pick you up, with the way he's checkin you out." I winked at Danny, which caused him to stiffen. I laughed and looked back at Harry.

"Thanks for the tip. I might need to keep that in mind." I laughed as a blonde boy, about my height and, from the shirt he was wearing, had a colorful tattoo on his arm, not to mention an pair of amazingly vivid blue-green eyes, came into the room. "You're not gonna make me suffocate like this one are you?" I asked, pointing to Danny, who was still silent and I could feel his eyes trace my body up and down.

"No, not unless you want me to." He said smirking, I rolled my eyes. He held out his hand, "Dougie Poynter at your service, Holly."

I smiled and took it, "Thank you, Dougie. But, you can call me Jo." He raised an eyebrow at me, "Long story." I responded as he let go of my hand, but kept his gaze locked onto me. I turned to Gio, "When are we eating, I'm starving."

"That's not your bag said." My eyes popped out and I stared at her, mouth open. "It's not my fault you bought all of that food."

"Lauren talked me into it. I can't mess with her when she had to get up earlier than I did." I said, "She scares me in the mornings." I hid my face with my hands.

"Everyone scares you in the morning." Gio retorted, and I glared back at her, "but you scare people too."

"Hey, that was a one-time thing and you know it." I held up a finger, and turned to look at the boys, who all looked confused. "Let's just say my junior prom equals no sleep plus having to get up at the crack 'a dawn." They nodded their heads. "Which leads me to be A1-Bitch for 2 hours."

"That'll be a sight." Tom smirked, and I shoot him a look, which shut him straight up, "So where are you from again?"

"Well, technically Chicago. But I lived in Milwaukee for 14 years." The guys stared at me blankly, "And you have no idea where Milwaukee is, do you?" They all avoided their gaze from me, "It's by Lake Michigan, a few miles north of Chicago."

"Oh," Dougie said, smiling. "Isn't that where that 'Miller' beer company is?" I nodded, "Oh that's cool, so'd you get any free samples-" Harry hit him in the back of the head. "Ow, what the Hell was that for?!" He yelled.

"Dude, she's 17. She can't drink here, and she definitely can't drink back home." Tom said as he hit Dougie on the back of his head, exactly where Harry hit him.

"Son of a Bitch!" He said as he rubbed his head, and sat down. "Do you see what they do to me?" He asked, giving me a sad puppy dog look.

"Aww, poor baby." I said as I put a hand on the back of his head rubbing it. He smirked, and blushed a bit. Then I smacked him in the same spot. "That make it better?" I asked, the guys laughed. I smiled and Dougie gave me an evil look, "I'm sorry, couldn't resist. Why don't ya lemme get some ice for that." I went to the freezer and picked out ice cubes and a Ziploc bag to put them in. "Here you are."

"Thanks," He said as he placed it on his head wincing.

"Oh, suck it up. Could be a lot worse, and you know it." I reasoned with him as I sat next to him. He shrugged his shoulders, passing my comment by. "Trust me, I know I've had worse."

"Alright, now that everyone knows everyone." Gio said as she reappeared from wherever she was. "I think some chicken fajitas are in order."

"Did I mention that I love you?" Tom asked as he put his arms around her. The guys rolled their eyes and started to head to the dining room.

"Once or twice, today. But it doesn't kill me to hear it again." She smiled and kissed him.

"Please not before I eat." I said as I went into the dining room, I took a seat next to Danny. "Are they always like that?" I pointed to the two love birds walking into the room.

Danny leaned closer to me, "You have no idea. They're worse than Doug when he's been watching porn all day."

I stifled a giggle, since Dougie was right across from me. A plate of fajitas was set in front of me with a glass of wine. I turned to look at Gio, "What doesn't leave this room, stays away from the law." She winked at me and went to sit in her seat on the other side of the table.

"Did I mention that you're my favorite cousin of all time? Passing Lauren?" I asked as I folded my hands and bowed it for a second to say grace. I looked up at some staring faces, "Well excuse me if it's wrong to say grace." I snapped at them as I took a sip of the wine. "Apparently, it must be wrong for me to say 'Thank God' for my food and that I made it here safely." I responded sharply. They all looked at me, except for Gio, with horror in their eyes. Gio knew that I was just goofing off, but none of the boys did. I took another sip of wine, I put the glass down. I started to laugh hysterically, this was fantastic.

"Gio, I think your cous' is off her rocker." I heard Harry whisper to the girl next to him. "Is that why she came to visit?"

Gio started to laugh, "It's her form of dramatic humor." She turned to me, I had stopped laughing, but continued smiling like an idiot. "Guess she had you guys going."

"She what?" Danny asked, clueless of what was happening, he was too busy eating.

I laughed, "Gi's right though, I had you thinking I was pissed." They all gave me 'yeah right' looks, "Well, then, why'd ya'll look so terrified?" I pointed out as I cut a piece of the chicken. They all avoided gazes with me. "I thought so." I said as I took a bite of the chicken. I guess London wasn't going to be so bad.