This is what happened last:

"Elena que se vaya a cabo en una fecha conmigo ... este domingo…Josh I have an idea. We combine our wagers and the girls have to go on a double date with us. What do you say senoritas?" My hand was itching for the handle of the Jet Ski next to me. I glanced at Elena who had the biggest grin on her face. She knew, I knew, and they knew, there was complete recognition. First, she leaned over and whispered in my ear of her plan. I started laughing so hard while she spoke are reply…

Thank You again for reading on in my story I hope that you enjoy! The Part 2 is in here so don't worry. I marked it! I'll try to get another chap. up, but no promises…R&R!

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Chapter 9: Race

Kathy's POV:

"Alright then, but if (we) win, and by 'if' I mean 'when'. Us girls get one wish from one of you. We can wish for whatever we want from you, and can use it whenever we want. Deal?" Elena the "Great Negotiator' said. We all shook hands and then laid out are plan.

"Whoever gets around that small island, and back wins?" Josh suggested. I added on, "How about when we do come back to the dock the 'passenger' people jump from the back or the jet ski, onto the dock, and whichever 'passenger' makes it to that pole wins!...(I inched a bit closer to Josh)...Deal?" He quickly replied, "Deal" Then we were off.

Elena and I hopped into our places. We took off our flip flops, her to run easier on the dock to the pole, and me for leaning into the turns better. I checked the gas and the engine real quick, just too show the guys that we were serious.

"Ok!" I yelled over to the black contraption that was holding are enemies.

Just before we took off, Elena whispered in my ear. "So that's the same Josh that sent you the box. This is so cool! You have to admit that there is defiantly something going on here. No one just happens to fall into each others company within three days that you barely know, especially this far from home." She smiled, and I just started the engine. We lined up, and Josh began to count down.

"Ok? Ready...Set...GO!" I put pressure on the gas. Not maximum, but close enough. Both of our jet skis were roaring, and the water was spraying high above our heads.

Elena and I fell in sync with the speedy vehicle below us. Josh and Pedro were close to us. During that time of the race, sometimes we would be ahead, or they would pull ahead. The dock was nearing, I told Elena to get ready, and to be careful not too fall and hurt herself. We were neck-and-neck with the boys. I did a quick and fancy sharp turn up to the side of the dock, and off ran Elena with Pedro close to her. Josh and I were cheering on are partners. Then it happened, the defining moment of winner or loser.

I couldn't believe it, "AH! A tie?!" Great! A tie, now what do we do about our bets? Man, I really wanted to beat them, I could've wished for Josh to do whatever I wanted. What's next?

I pulled the jet ski back into its rightful placed, and secured it with the rope. Josh did the same, and we all took off our life jackets (At least Josh and I did; Elena and Pedro both unhooked theirs when they were close to the dock, and threw them off as they ran). That's when I noticed that Josh and I matched in our bathing suits. His swimming trunks were green with a blue fire pattern. I mentally laughed at that... Wait, Elena and Pedro?

"Did you guys know that you're matching?" I asked them. I had just figured out that they both wore red, black, and white outfits. This is so weird...

Elena began to blush, "Oh yeah, we did know. Uh..." she said. Then it all sunk in. I looked at Josh, "Did they tell you to wear those?" I pointed to his trunks.

"Actually, yeah. Pedro insisted that I wear this pair." He said while getting a better look at what I was wearing, and glaring at Pedro at the same time. "Funny how that happened." Josh directed to Pedro.

Pedro finally spoke up, "Ok, ok, we planned it. We thought that it would be funny if we all matched. Even if you two didn't know each other yet, but now I see that's not a problem." I just rolled my eyes and changed the subject. "So what are we going to do about our wagers? I figure that it's all or nothing."

Part 2:

They all shrugged, even though they knew what we wanted. So I said what we were clearly thinking, "Well how about, since we raced and everything, it wouldn't be fair to do all of tat for no apparent reason, so I propose that maybe it should be a win-win situation. The guys get their wager and Elena and I get ours. What do you think?" I offered.

There was a round of (applause...jk) answers, "Sure", "yeah, okay", and "I'm all for it", at once, as a reply. So it was settled. Later as the day progressed, we all went swimming; knee boarding, boating, and we even played a game or two of volleyball in the lawn.

It was getting close to six o'clock so I figured that then would be a good point in time to start making the hamburgers, for dinner. "Hey, I'm going to start the burgers, you know season them and all. I'll be back." I said while putting on my long and comfy cover-up. The hike up to the house was short. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed all of the ingredients needed; raw meat, nature's seasoning, dales, and a big plate to put it all on. I washed my hands and was about to begin when I remembered that I had forgotten to ask how many
I should make, and who wanted cheese.

I began to turn when two hands cupped my waist, and a tingling feeling shot all through that area. I squirmed and tried to move, but the person held on tight. I tried to breath through all of my laughing. My hands instinctively wet for the person's to try and pry theirs off, but it was a useless effort. After a minute or two of almost hyperventilating he stopped and I could breathe again. My face reddened from the struggle, I completely turned around and there stood Josh cracking up at my little episode. I gasped for some more air, "I can't believe you did that!" I said after slapping his arm. He faked pain, and grabbed onto his shoulder. I just played along, "That's what you get for messing with me. By the way how many hamburgers do you want? Plus do you want cheese with it?" I asked him.

He smiled at me, "Two, and no cheese. I'll have one tonight and take the other one with me if I decide that I want it as well." Josh answered. Then I thought of a way to get rid of him while I was preparing the food, or I would never get done, with such a distraction. "Hey, could you do me a favor and start up the grill?" I asked.

"Sure, uh, where is it?" I pointed to the back patio, and sent him on his merry little way. Next, I walked out to the front and yelled down to Pedro and Elena for what they wanted.

About 15 minutes, and I was done. I washed my hands free of the food particles, and carried the burgers out to where Josh was with the grill smoking. "Hey stranger, here's the food, now don't go burning everything, I don't like my food crispy." I said and laughed a little. He just gave me a funny look, and turned to place our dinner on the rack inside the grill.

I walked back to the kitchen, and began to grab a bag of chips, three different types. I also set up some pickles, paper plates, silverware, plastic cups, and so on. Then I poured everyone drinks, and walked back outside to see how it was going with Josh.

I quickly opened the door to the back porch then I heard a loud thump and a grunt from what I had hit with the door. I slowly peeked out from behind it. I gasped, "Oh crap! I am so sorry Josh; I didn't know you were there!" I ran up to him, and saw that he was slightly bleeding on his forehead. I touched that spot and he winced. "It's ok, happens all the time. Girls are just pouring in to hit me on the head with a door." He joked while following me inside. I rushed to the sink and grabbed a paper towel to wet it, slightly, with cold water.

I sat him and me in two chairs facing each other. I leaned in and dabbed the small amount of blood away. After a couple of seconds I caught him staring at me. "What?" I asked trying to distract him, and also feeling self-conscious.

"Oh nothing, I just never noticed that you had brown eyes, before." I blushed, and he seemed to take note of that. I abruptly stood up having finished with his head. "Maybe next time you should wear a helmet." I said not wanting to speak of his last comment. Then Elena and Pedro stormed in laughing and asking what was taking so long for dinner.

About an hour later, of talking and eating the guys decided that it was time to go. Tomorrow was Sunday and we all needed the rest. After they were gone I ran into the bathroom, before Elena could say anything. I took a quick and warm shower. We met in the living room with our pj.'s on, and sat down for a movie. Elena had already set out some options to choose from. We settled on a chick flick, romance since we were both in the mood.

Thanks for reading on! I am so terribly sorry for the forever wait for this update! I could tell you what all has happened, but it would take way too long. I'm just glad I have time to update…read and review, please. Later :)