A/N: This is getting up later than I wanted it to but at least it's posted right? Right. Anyway, I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own NDSSG much as I'd like to. But we all know that Nickelodeon wouldn't air it if I were writing the episodes because they don't air anything with homosexual themes on cable, like Disney, they shy away from something so touchy. It's their loss really.

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A day at the beach; I haven't had one of them in a long time, not since my parents got so busy. We haven't been on any kind of vacation for three or four years…I've missed them. But today I get to go out with the Mosley family.

They picked me up, just like Jennifer said they would, an hour after she called. I had just finished getting ready when I heard a knock on the door and she was on the other side. I looked over her shoulder to the outside and saw her family's van idling in my driveway.

I couldn't help but smile at the sight of that monster in front of my house. It's the largest van I've ever seen, and probably the oldest I'll ever be in. I don't know exactly when it was made but it's orange, brown, and beige (a color scheme most suited to the seventies) and built to hold twelve people. On this occasion it would only be carrying six and all the baggage necessary for a day at the beach; which is actually quite a lot of stuff…but I suppose for ten people it isn't that bad.

"Hi." That was all I said as I turned my smile on her and handed her my overnight bag while pushing her further out of the doorway so I could get out. I locked the house and walked with her to the van.

Looking in I saw there were only two seats left open in the back and I assumed those were the ones Jennifer and I would be occupying. Her parents were in the front, followed by the twins, and then our seats; the rest of the van was filled with gear for the day. I made my greetings as I climbed in and waited for Jennifer to do the same.

As soon as she did we were off. I soon discovered that we couldn't hear a word that was said up front for all the noise the van made on the road but Jennifer and I were still able to talk. We didn't really need to though; we were content to sit in a comfortable silence. At least I thought so until Jennifer turned to me and asked "Are you alright?" She's still worried about my crying over the phone earlier and I can't say I blame her; I must've sounded like a mess.

I looked up into her face and saw all the concern and love there and I gave her a soft smile hoping to erase some of that concern. "Yeah. I'm okay." I lean my head onto her shoulder and take her left hand into my right. "I was just upset this morning because of my parents. I wish they'd let me know they would be gone this weekend. I was kind of hoping to see them…so I could tell them about us."

"Really? You would have told them so soon?" I'm surprised that she asked this question, why wouldn't I tell them?

"Well, yeah. We told your parents already, why wouldn't we tell mine?" I'm honestly confused. I mean, I know that my parents won't win any prizes for fabulous parenting but they still deserve to know right?

"No reason. I just thought maybe you'd want to wait a while. Let us settle into the relationship and all." That would make sense I guess, but I'd rather get it over with. I don't know how they'd react to the news but I don't want to lie to them about anything. Hiding my relationship with Jennifer would be like lying to them.

"No. I think it would be better to just tell them and get it over with. I don't know exactly how they'd take the news but sooner I tell them the sooner I'll know. Telling them now would give them the whole summer to adjust. And they'd see it as a pretty big adjustment. I know my mom has always had this dream of me getting married to some wealthy man and having dozens of little grandchildren for her. I'm not sure but I think she'd take this the worst. My father…well, I don't really know him well enough to even guess how he might react. I just don't want to be stuck waiting to tell them and worrying about what they'll do. Does that make any sense at all?"

"It does. It's sort of the reasoning we used to tell my family isn't it? Better now than later. But I want to be there with you when you tell them. You don't have to do it alone, and I'd much rather I was there to support you." She squeezes my hand a little to emphasize her point and I realize that I really want her to be with me when it does happen. She's right that it would be good to have support, but I guess she knows all about that, she had me and her mother on her side when she told the guys.

I only nod as I wrap her left arm up in the both of mine, forgoing the hand holding for a more solid connection. We stopped talking after coming to that agreement and I soon fell asleep. I seem to do that a lot when she's available for a pillow.

I wake hearing her coaxing me to open my eyes "Come on Suzie. We're almost there and my arm is asleep. I'm going to have those needle-y feelings in it if you don't get off soon."

"Sure make jokes. Your tired girlfriend was taking comfort in your presence and fell asleep and you wake her with jokes. That's just great." I'm teasing her and we both know it so she takes no offence.

"Ha! Who's joking? I can't feel my arm right now. I can't figure out how you put it to sleep, your head can't be that heavy." I remove my arms from around hers and she starts rubbing it in an attempt to wake it. Before long I take up the task and try to massage feeling back into the limb without responding.

She continues as we both work on her arm, "Oh, that's so much better. I guess your head is that heavy. How'd you get such a heavy head do you think? Is it the brain or the hair? I don't know which would make it heavier."

That drew a laugh from me "Definitely the brain. My hair may have a lot of body but I don't think it would be enough to put your arm to sleep." We're both enjoying the playful banter but all too soon we've arrived at the beach and I realize just how stiff sitting in the same position for all this time has made me.

Apparently Jennifer was having the same thoughts as she climbed out and stretched before helping me out. I stretched too and then we both turned to the task of unloading the van.

We were there early enough that there weren't too many people there and we'd have our pick of the best places to situate ourselves. I felt kind of like we were setting up camp and we pulled out blankets and towels and food. When the older boys and their partners got there they helped unload the rest and set up the volleyball net.

Thomas and Michael were already at work on a sand castle with Mrs. Mosley supervising. Mr. Mosley was setting up a barbeque nearby and I wondered how I'd missed seeing that in the van.

Before I could ponder that much longer I was drawn into a volleyball game of girls vs. boys. Liz, Jennifer, and I were on one team. Blake, Aaron, and Bobby made the other team. I could tell we were going to kick their butts after the first serve. The guys had no idea how the game was played, well, Bobby was actually pretty good but the other two were hopeless.

And so began our day at the beach. I could tell that it was going to be great. Barely forty minutes there and I was already having a blast, and so was everybody else. Yes, it was going to be a wonderful day.

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A/N: That's it for now. Let me know what you think.