Chloe's POV

I've only been at Starz Dance Studio for 3 days and had already grown close to everyone. Especially Lucas.

And now, Lucas and I were sitting outside under a pink, white, and yellow umbrella table that was protecting us from the blazing sun. We were drinking our milkshakes that Lucas had paid for from :

The MooShake Place :

"It's UTTERLY Delicious!"

Lucas told me that him, Hannah, Jessi, Brandon, Kimmy, and Sammy always go to The MooShake Place to hang out. He also told me in a shy voice, that he wanted me to come here with them whenever they go. When he told me this, I felt those annoying butterflies beginning to swarm around in my stomach.I was really becoming a member of their team.

And Lucas wanted me here. I want to be here.

Brooke's POV

I couldn't believe this. He might actually like me. Brandon might actually like me!

I've been getting this feeling in the pit of my stomach for the past 2 days. A feeling that he might like me.

I've got to go tell Jessi!

I ran out the front door of my new house and sprinted down the street. Jessi only lived about 2-3 blocks away, so I walked there a lot.

I sprinted up the porch steps and planted myself in front of the front door.

Knock knock.

No answer.

Knock knock knock.

Nothing.

I was beginning to get worried. Earlier, Jessi told me she would be home. All day. I twisted the doorknob.

It opened.

Lucas's POV

"So, what are you planning to do this summer, Lucas?" My head jerked up. I was to busy staring at Chloe to even realize that words had come out of her mouth.

"Huh? Um... 24?" I replied, a sheepish grin on my face, earning a giggle from my- I mean- the Blonde Beauty.

"I asked you what you were planning to do this summer," repeated Chloe, her deep, brown eyes gazing into mine. "Swimming..." I begin saying, but the thought of Chloe in a bikini stops any more words.

My phone began to vibrate in my pocket, but I didn't care.Chloe in a bikini. Wow.

"Lucas. Hello? Lucas!"

"Huh? Sorry, what?"

Chloe looked me over, then asked with a toothy grin on her face,"Are you alright, Lucas?"

"Um...no- I mean... I was just thinking about us- I mean, us and... everyone else swimming together and how much fun it will be," I quickly reply while my face and the tips of my ears burn red.

Chloe softly giggles. She looks down towards her lap, and even though she thinks I can't see, I can.

Her face was bright red.

Brooke's POV

"Jessi?" I walked into her empty living room. Seeing that no one was there, I quietly walked up the wooden staircase and down the deserted hall. I stopped in front of her door. Just as my fingers were about to circle around the doorknob, someones hands grasped me tightly by the shoulders, digging their nails into my shoulder blades, and spun me around.

"Mrs. Kennedy!" I thought the hands of a killer had grabbed me. But it was just Jessi's mom, Susan.

"I'm sorry Brooklyn, I didn't hear you come in and I thought you were... someone else." The way Mrs. Kennedy said "someone else" scared me. Who could she be expecting?

I pushed the thought aside and went back to why I was here. Brandon.

"Mrs. Kennedy, is Jessi here?"

"Yes, she is." Mrs. Kennedy paused, her eyes began to look sad. "But she locked herself in her room all day. And I have no idea why," said Mrs. Kennedy. Her eyes lingered on me for a moment, then she turned around, and walked down the hall.

I lightly tapped on Jessi's door and whispered, "It's just me. Brooke."

The lock clicked and the door slowly opened.

?'s POV

I was finally back in Miami, and couldn't wait to see everyone! Well, by everyone I mean Lucas.

I'd been in Las Vegas for 1. Whole. Week. 1 whole week without seeing Lucas!

I had texted Lucas today, telling him to meet me at MooShake Place so we could catch up, make-out, talk, make-out, - and oh! Did I mention make-out?

I was getting closer to the famous milkshake parlor, when I saw him.

He was sitting outside, next to the parlor, in a umbrella table. But he was sitting with someone else. I couldn't see their face, just the back of the persons blonde head.

Wait a minute!

(1) Lucas. Is. With. Some. Blonde. Skank!

(2) That unknown friend is just another 13-year old boy with really, really long hair!

For now, I'm going with number 2.

"Lucas!" I yelled. His eyes darted towards me, and widened. I have that effect on people. The mysterious persons head turned towards me, too.

I felt my whole body flare up in anger. I curled my fists tightly into small balls.

Never mind. It was number 1...