OMGOMGOMGOMG i soo totally forgot about this...and i had more writers block and lots of homework blah blah blah...sooooo sorry for not updating. I will eventually update 'Payback' too, but since there was tie between CSI: NY and House i have 2 crossovers to write (yay me)...so keep an eye out!

Anyway, back to the story!!

"Please"

"No"

"Please!"

"No!"

"WHY NOT!?" Taylor pouted and jumped back onto the bed, not dropping eye contact with Sara.

"Because I said so" Sara shook her head at the immature attitude of the other brunette.

"Please!! I'll pay you!"

"What would I do with British pounds?" Sara raised an eyebrow.

"I dunno...er…something" Taylor whined, "Please!"

"Taylor, for the last time we're not going to sneak into Ed's room!"

"You know what, you're no fun" She stuck her tongue out at Sara and grabbed the nearest book.

"Tay….Tay…Taylor…damn it woman pay attention!" Sara grumbled. "Fine we'll sneak into his room".

"YAYS!" Taylor jumped off the bed and rummaged through her back pack, "Got it, lets go!"

Sara shook her head and followed her eager friends down the hall. It had only been a day since the Brits had arrived in Harvard and well….Taylor had already managed to make friends with half her class and make almost all the professors mad at her for some reason (it's not like she almost blew up the science lab and innocently blamed Sara). Edward Barlow was one of the guy's who'd Taylor had become friends with, and now they were attempting to break into his room.

"You never said you could pick a lock" Sara whispered harshly.
"Yeah well when you're friend keeps dragging you into the trouble she's caused you tend to pick up a few things" Taylor turned the handle slowly and pushed the door open silently.

"What kind of trouble?"

"The type which makes the entire football, soccer…what ever you call it, team chase you around the entire University forcing you to hide in a closet for 2 hours with the only woman who knows the words to the Spongebob Squarepants opening theme song" Taylor turned her head and spotted the weird look Sara gave her. "Sorry, flashback" she chuckled nervously, "anyway, let's go!"

They crept into the room and closed the door. Turning on the lights they began to sneak around the room.

"Find anything?" Taylor shouted from the bathroom, for some reason she was rummaging through the cupboard under the sink.
"You have to see these!" Sara laughed as Taylor came up behind her.

"Oh my God, they're bright pink!" She took a picture of the pink boxer shorts, went over to the shelf and picked up one of the pictures. "He's got a six pack! Damn why did he have to be gay, I'd date that any day!" She huffed and put the picture down.
"Taylor?"

"Hmm?"

"Why are we doing this again?"

"That's easy, it's because…well, it's because…" Taylor frowned slightly, "Wasn't this your idea?"

"NO!" Sara clamped her hand over her mouth, "Why would I suggest this?"

"Because you wanted to know if I had a six pack?"

"No, I already knew that" Sara stopped short and turned round, "Oh...hi Ed".

"What are you doing in my room?" Ed walked towards the girls, ignoring Sara's red face and glares in Taylor's direction.

"You know, any guy would love to have a beautiful brunette…and Sara in their room" Taylor grinned at Ed and tried to hide the camera behind her, "But fine, if you don't want us we'll be leaving"

"Taylor, Sara's already gone"

"Uh oh…." She ran out the door waving slightly over her shoulder, "SARA YOU'D BETTER NOT LOCK ME OUT!" Ed shook his head at his friend's antics and sat on his bed then noticed the boxers on the dresser.

"Crap!" he ran out the door, following the Brit, "TAYLOR GIVE ME THAT CAMERA!"

"So how's Taylor?" Amy asked casually over the phone, "Hey wait, no give me the phone back!!" Sara looked at the phone before Becca's voice boomed through it.

"HEY SARA! IF TAY STARTS ACTING UP, DON'T BE AFRAID TO HIT HER!"

"BECCA I'M DEAF NOW!" Sara shouted back through the phone. "THANKS!"

"There's no need to shout Sara" She could hear the smirk in her tone and Amy's giggling in the background.

"I agree with Tay, you're insane" Sara shook her head.

"Hey, I haven't lost my mind, I simply misplaced it and I can't remember where ok!"

"Becca?"

"Yeah?"

"You scare me"

"I scare a lot of people!"

"Uh huh…I'm gonna go" Sara hung up the phone and threw it on the bed.

"SARA!" Taylor ran in the room and launched at Sara, pushing her off the bed and onto the floor.

"Erm…Taylor, personal space" Sara tried to get the Brits arms from around her shoulders, but she held on. "Let go!"

"BUT I'M HAPPY!" Taylor whined in her ear.

"Taylor, how much Cola did you drink?"

"ABOUT TWO 2 LITRE BOTTLES!!!!"

"DAMN IT TAYLOR STOP SHOUTING!"

"That hurt my ears" Taylor's lip quivered in mock hurt. Her eyes widened as she jumped up off the floor letting Sara go, "BATHROOM!!!"

Sara propped herself on her elbows and glared at the bathroom door.

'Are all Brits this crazy or is it just them?' She sighed and heaved herself up.

"2 days down, 12 to go" Sara murmured under her breath, not noticing Taylor sneak out of the bathroom.

"Hey Sara?" Taylor smirked as the other brunette jumped as she turned.

"What?" She backed away slowly.

"YOU'RE A GREAT FRIEND!!" Taylor dived for Sara again. She leapt to grab the phone but missed.

"Taylor" Sara said with a fake sweetness, "GET THE HELL OFF ME OR YOU'LL NEVER GET BACK TO ENGLAND ALIVE"

..silence.

"Hey Sara?"

"WHAT?"

"Wanna drink?" Taylor held up a bottle of beer in front of her face. Sara blinked a few times.

"Give it to me!" Sara dove for the bottle, leaving Taylor chuckling behind her.

"Ya see!" Sara turned to Taylor. "I'm not such a bad room mate after all" They both grinned at each other before downing their beers and beginning a game of cards.

'Maybe 12 days won't be so bad'

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