Author's Note: So, in her review, ratti pillo asked me if I had specific actors in mind for my OCs...the thing is, I totally do, so I sent her a reply, but I figured, I'd put them in here too...hope it helps.

Kelly: Anne Hathaway

Elena: Britnney Snow

Jimmy: Jimmy I see as this sort of weird mix between Jake Epstein from Degrassi and Michael Cera...I know, it's weird.

Janet: Kaley Cuoco

Brad: Drake Bell

Steve: Ben McKenzie

Lisa: Mila Kunis

Hope that helps! Please enjoy the summer arc.

Disclaimer: I own nothing

Chapter 21: Summer Skin Part I: Venice

Julie Gaffney smiled and walked out onto the terrace of the house that she'd been sharing with her mother in Venice. She sipped her coffee gently. Italy had proved to be everything she'd hoped it would be. She smiled looking out watching the sun rise over the canals, something that she'd done at least once every week since the first time she'd done it by accident.

"Up early again?" Jaime sighed and walked out. Julie laughed.

"You're up too," Julie pointed out.

"5 o'clock in Italy is 10 o'clock in Hong Kong," Jaime sighed. Julie nodded. "When is your friend going to be in Capri?"

"Next week," Julie said with a nod, "And she's not really my friend, Cassie is,"

"Jimmy's brother's girlfriend," Jaime nodded, "I know, but you seem lonely."

"Just home sick," Julie sighed, "I promise, I love being here with you."

"I thought we could take the train to Rome tomorrow," Jaime said, "You could get Tammy that present that I know you've been holding back on."

"I want to get her something from one of the designers!" Julie smiled, "She'll be so happy."

"I think it's a great idea," Jaime laughed, "What do you want for breakfast? I'll call for it."

"Uova, pane tostato e un espresso," Julie said slowly.

"Bella Julia!" Jaime laughed and kissed her on the cheek. "Your Italian's gotten so good. It's only been a few weeks. I knew you were brilliant, but it's really incredible."

"I'm not that brilliant," Julie mumbled. Jaime kissed her forehead.

"I'll get us breakfast," Jaime said, "And you are that brilliant. Why don't you call Jimmy?"

"What time is it in Minneapolis?" Julie asked, one of the many things she'd learned on this trip was that Jaime was excellent at time zones.

"Around 8 o'clock at night," Jaime smiled, "He'll be out of practice honey."

"OK," Julie skipped into the house and then into her bedroom and picked up the phone. She dialed all of the international extensions necessary and waited for the phone to ring.

"Hello," She heard a pick up.

"Hi, it's Julie is Jimmy home?" She sighed.

"Hey Gaffney!" She smiled, realizing it was Scooter.

"Scooter, hi," She said, "You pick up the phone there now?"

"It's weird I know," He laughed, "Hold on, I'll get the kid for you, he's outside." She sat waiting.

"Julie!" Jimmy shouted, taking the phone, "Can you hear me?"

"Yeah," She laughed, "Sweetie the line's clear, don't shout."

"Sorry," He laughed, "I miss you."

"I miss you too," She said softly. She could picture him, sitting on the couch in his living room, his dark hair probably grown into his eyes, his skin tan the way it always was when he'd been playing a lot of soccer. It just made her want to hold on to him, picturing him like that.

"So Portman's coming up next week," He smiled. She giggled. He wondered what she looked like right now. It was about 5 in the morning her time, which meant that she was drinking coffee, for sure, her hair was probably up, and she was surely lying down.

"Staying with you?" Julie said confused.

"Yup," He laughed, "We figured space wise."

"Right," She said, "How's Scooter feel about that?"

"We've neglected to tell Scooter at this point." Jimmy smirked. She could hear it in his voice. She wanted him so badly at that moment. "It'll be fun."

"Julie," She heard Jaime calling her, "The food's here."

"I have to go," She groaned. "I love you."

"I love you too," He sighed, "Call me tomorrow."

"OK," She sighed, "Bye."

"Bye," She clicked the phone and walked downstairs.

"How's Jimmy?" Jaime asked.

"Perfect," Julie groaned and sat down, "I miss him."

"I can see that," Jaime nodded. "What did you want to do today?"

"I was just going to grab my book and head to the piazza," Julie shrugged, "Read, people watch, that kind of thing."

"OK," Jaime nodded, "Lunch at noon."

"So" Julie smiled, and went up to her room to get dressed. She pulled a light blue spaghetti strap tank top on, and then a white linen skirt. At home she didn't wear skirts, but in Italy, well, no one was wearing jeans. She slid her feet into a pair of brown leather flip flops and then tied a scarf around her head. She sat down and finished off her eggs.

"I talked to your Dad last night," Jaime said. Julie looked at her. "He says hello."

"I should call him," Julie said, "I'll call him later I guess."

"That's fine." Jaime nodded. "And you got a letter." She handed it over. Julie smiled and opened it.

"It's from Tammy," She said, "Just berating me and making sure that I'm not wearing anything that will 'embarrass our entire country.'" Jaime laughed. "How's the baby?"

"He said it was good," Jaime nodded, "A boy."

"A boy?" Julie's face lit up. Jaime nodded again, "I'm going to have a baby brother!"

"Yeah," Jaime laughed. "They said they're naming him,"

"Michael James," Julie smirked. Jaime laughed. "I know."

"That's was almost your name," Jaime said. "Than God you were a girl." Julie smiled. "Go ahead for your walk."

"Arrivederci Mama!" Julie kissed her on the cheek and skipped out.

"Bye sweetie," Jaime shook her head as Julie walked happily out of the house.

Julie sat on a park bench, happily looking over Tammy's letter.

We miss you so much honey! Come home immediately. I insist. Jimmy asks me about twenty times every time I see him if I've heard from you. I miss you. I'm going to have sex with Fulton. I don't know when, but we're definitely going to.

She laughed. She could hear Tammy's perky little voice She did love it here, and the summer was passing quite wonderfully. She missed home, her dad, Elyse, Steve and of course the Ducks, but it was beautiful and peaceful here.

"Julie," A young man walked over to her.

"Paulo," She smiled. He sat down next to her. Paulo was eighteen and the son of the house keeper at the Villa, and the closest thing Julie had to a friend here. He was helping her with her Italian, and she was helping him with English and it was going very well. Jimmy did not know about this. "How are you today?"

"Good," He looked at the paper, "From Jimmy yes?"

"No," She laughed, "No, it's from Tammy," She folded it up, "Just news about her and her boyfriend."

"Oh," He nodded. "Non vi siete sentiti da lui in alcuni giorni?" You haven't heard from him in a few days?

"Ho parlato lui questa mattina realmente." She retorted crossing her arms. I spoke to him this morning actually.

"You're so formal," He laughed.

"I'm trying," She looked down.

"I brought you something," He handed her a cup.

"I already had one this morning," She said and took a sip. "It's no wonder I don't sleep here. The coffee is so strong."

"Does your mother know that you're here with me?" He asked. She blushed. "Julie, she still thinks that you are,"

"Taking a walk," Julie said, "Fare una passeggiata, sì?"

"Si," He nodded. "Very good. And Jimmy still doesn't know I exist?"

"As you have made it perfectly clear," She looked at him, "That you are not interested in American girls who are five years younger than you, and I've told you that my boyfriend is the only guy for me, I didn't see the need to make him paranoid." He nodded. She looked up as a clock tower chimed. "Noon!" She said, "I have to get back for lunch with Jaime."

"Ancora non posso capire perchè denominate la vostra madre dal suo nome." He shook his head. I still don't understand why you call your mother by her first name.

"I don't know the words in Italian." She said, "And I think it would be too complicated to explain to you in English. Tomorrow? Same thing?"

"Naturalmente," He said, "Arrivederci."

"Arrivederci," She smiled as she jogged off. That was why she wasn't completely bored out her mind. She at least had her daily meetings with Paulo.

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