Author's Note: Where the hell have I been you ask? Suffering from mad writers block. I'm so sorry to those who regularrly read my stories for my crappy upload schedule, but there's a few parts to come. After this holiday, i want to have another time jump. Mabye a year or so. Just as the story is a bit drawn out as of late. I also want to introduce some new characters im supprised i havent added yet, like Harold the Hellecopter, and Lady...(Although i dont know how im going to add her in.

Anyways, look out in the 1-2 month time frame as I "should" have everything planned out by then.

Hope you all enjoy the chapter!


The gate slid open and the minibus drove right up to the front door. The place was large, two stories tall, windows facing the town and the ocean. They all slowly got their bags out of the van and Gordon grabbed the keys.

"Ready?" He asked energetically.

"Yeah!" Everyone cheered.

He slid the key in and twisted.

The door opened to reveal a large room, with a pool table sofas and a large window overlooking the clear blue ocean. Outside there was a pool overlooking the view, and a large kitchen and dining area.

Thomas and Ashima took their bags down a long hallway and began to unpack. They had a little room to themselves, a window looking along the beachfront.

"Oh it's wonderful Thomas."
"That it is."

Thomas hugged her from behind as they admired the view. He left a gentle kiss on her cheek which sent butterflies rushing through her stomach.

"God you sure make someone feel special thomas."

"I learnt it from you." He said before leaving to join the others.

Before long James had already drawn a pool cue and was chalking the end.

"Up for a game thomas?"

"Sure. You're going down."

"Pah!" James exhumed.

Before long, the two of them were at it. However james was winning by a mile. Sinking shot after shot.

They had gathered a small crowd cram to watch. Ashima, Percy, Whiff and Rebecca. All watching intently on the game. And with one more hit james sunk the final ball.

"Holy Shit. That was quick." Rebecca laughed.

Thomas simply put down the cue. "Good game." He said with a smile.

"Anyone else wish to challenge me?" James boomed.
"I will… If you dont mind of course." Whiff said.

"No, of course. Be my guest."

And again they played. However thomas noticed will wasn't directly going for points. He was setting something up. James picked up on this too.

"You totally could totally get the one on the right in." He commented.

"I know." He said, unmoving. He hit another ball, again not getting any in. Then james sank another ball.

"Perfect!" Whiff exclaimed.

"I got the point…" James said, completely confused.

"I know, you'll see."

"...Alright."

Whiff lined up a shot. And with one push he knocked everyone of his balls into a hole, and the black 8 ball.

"Yes!"

"WoooaaaaayyYY!" Everyone cheered at the surprising victory.

"Goodgame, You were only two off." Whiff said with a wink.

James was completely frozen with shock.