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Deep into the Summer Months, the Gang had been dispersed around the world. Some decided to get a few Jobs while other went on Long Vacations. John had spent most of his summer working hard at the Beverly Hills Country Club along with his Buddy Randy, trying to pick up a few dollars. It would be all worth it when that hard earned money, would go to a Beach house. The two had been planning to rent a Beach House for a week before they went off to College. Beach Houses aren't cheap, especially when your in California.

Randy was hard at work on his Last day at the Club, putting together the tennis Court. It somehow would always give him a problem, even though he had been doing it since his first day. Which was about two months ago.

"Stupid Tennis court net crap!" Shouted the Man as he tossed down the next in fury.

John, who was over by the other net, noticed how he friend was in need. "Randy, you need a hand or something?"

"Does it look like I need one?" Randy shouted once more, kicking the net.

"Randy, Relax." John tried to keep his friend's temper down. "Your suppose to place the hook part on to the latch." John grabbed the net and did as he said so. "Just like that."

Randy sighed. "Your always there to help me, John. My Life would suck without you." Joked the tanned man, with freshly new tribal tattoos over his arms and back.

"It really would."

"Only another hour here then off to our nice week at the beach house. I can't wait to rent it." Randy grabbed the tennis rackets and placed them back into the shed as John followed.

"It's already done."

"Done?"

"Yeah, I got the House. I already told Torrie and Stacy. And of course not, Jeff since this is practically for him. John revealed, smiling at Randy. This beach house was suppose to be something for Jeff, as a Birthday gift from the guys. Throwing him a huge party for the next two days.

"When was this?" He asked, totally puzzled.

"While you were trying to put the tennis court up." John smirked again. "Once we get out of here, we head home, grab our stuff and just enjoy the week. Our Final Week before College."

"It's going to be fantastic. Girls, Booze and More Girls. What more can I ask for?" Randy spoke of his day dreaming to John.

"Uh, Remember Stacy?" John grinned.

"Well, She know I'm staring." Randy denied as he continued to think of Girls. Typical Randy Orton.

"Yeah that's because she'll gauge your eyes out once you stare at the first girl." Joked the his Best Friend. "Besides, I think you'll be stuck in your room for the week since you haven't had sex in nearly three weeks."

"I can't believe it. That's weird for me do. Not have sex. Sex is practical my middle name." Randy as he pointed to himself.

"Right after Tennis nets." John shot the taller man a Grin. "Let's hurry up and get paid. I want to head straight to the house."

"Relax, Bro."

--

It wasn't all work for the Gang. Some were spending some time on vacation. Just ask Candice. The beautiful Brunette was laying on a Beach Chair, soaking up some rays. She always loved the Sun and the sun loved her too, by providing her with a glowing dark tan. Laying there in a yellow and white stripped bold bikini top and bottom, with her wavy hair spread out against the chair and of course, what would Candice be without her signature Prada Sun Glasses?

Her and Dave were definitely having a Wonderful summer. One like no other. Who would have guessed that these two would go to Greece and spend the summer, going to the beach, eating Greece's finest cuisines and take part in the Town's events? No one. The Pair even took a week long trip into the Valleys of Italy and to a costal town in South East tip of Croatia. It was picture perfect and no summer could compare to this one. It just sucked that it was coming to an end.

Dave walked over to Candice, fresh out of the water with the excess water left on his skin, dripping over his chiseled chest and arms. He stared at Candice and was debating whether to wet her or not, by shaking himself off in front of her. As he approached her, the sound of dripping water hit against the floor.

"Dave, come one step closer and I'll karate chop you right in the manhood." Candice spoke.

"You saw me coming?" Dave questioned.

"I felt you coming near and the water hitting the floor. So don't you even think about getting a drop on me." Candice raised her finger up, wiggling it to signify not to touch her.

"Are you going to come in the Water?" Dave wrapped a towel around his muscular body.

"Not Really." Candice stood still, but this time taking her glasses over to reveal her eyes. "I love my tan."

"Come in the water." Pleaded the man. "It's warm and I want you to come it. It will be fun."

"But, I really don't want to get wet" Groaned Candice. "I like the sun and it likes me too."

"We have two more days left here and all you want to do is tan?"

"Bingo!"

"Not on my watch." Dave grinned.

He lift Candice, bridal style and walk toward the beach. Candice couldn't help but fidget and started to move around. "Dave! Please, no! Dave, don't do it." She pleaded as she wrapped her arms around his neck, clutching on to it. Dave's feet soon started to touch the water as Candice yelped, feeling the water hit her warm body. "Dave, it's not too late to turn back."

"Your getting in this water." He let out a small grin. "Whether you like it or not." He went even deeper as the water trailed around his waist.

"No, Please Dave don't-" But it was to late. Dave tossed his girlfriend into the water, as she sunk to the bottom like a rock. Dave chuckled at the sight but who wouldn't?

Candice reached the surface, gasping for some air. She removed the wet hair blocking her face and pushed it back. Her eyes were greeted by her boyfriend, laughing at her. "Dave, I'm going to kill you."

"What? Why? What did I do?" Dave played stupid to the soaked Candice. "Oh, did I get you wet?"

"Now, it's my turn." Candice started to splash water right into Dave's face, in large portions. "Take that."

Dave put his hands up, blocking the water. He grabbed Candice and wrapped his hands around her body, preventing her from splashing any water. "Relax, Enjoy the water."

Candice wrapped her smooth legs against his hard body. She smiled, looking into his eyes. "I don't want to leave."

"Me Neither. It's like we are in Paradise." Dave spoke.

"And now, we have to go back to Stupid California." She growled softly. "These two months went by way to fast."

"It's a Summer we'll never Forget."

--

In the City that Never sleeps, New York City, a Certain Redhead and her Roommate, Victoria were out in the Village, grabbing a Bite to eat after their final Day of Classes. Now, the two would be enjoying their week of summer before the semester starts. The little restaurant was small and located right across the street from their apartment. It had some of the best grilled chicken out in the city and the two were lucky enough to have it, right at there use.

"I can't eat another bite." Lita pushed away her plate that was only half full. "I'm stuffed."

"Same here." Victoria took a sip of her Diet coke as she leaned back in her chair. "But, it's worth the twenty five bucks."

"Couldn't agree more."

"Now, we have a week until classes start. I wonder what we could do?" Questioned Victoria. "I really wanted to head to the beach."

"That sounds great." Lita smiled. "I never got a chance to see the whole city and I really want to."

"Okay, so maybe the weekend, we hit the beach and we can do one of those tours with the bus. Get to know the place since we will be here for four years." Victoria spoke, playing the fork on the table.

"I think that would be a good idea." Lita said. "We should get other people to come too. Like Jane, Kerrie, Natalie and Lucy."

"I'd think they'd be down for the Idea." Victoria glanced at her cell phone, noticing the time. "I have get to the post office before it closes. I have something to mail."

"Alright, I'll pay this time."

"You sure?"

"Of Course, Go to the Post Office." Lita pushed her to go. She finally gave in. :You'll get me next time."

"Alright, I'll see you a little bit later." Victoria said, as grabbed her purse and walked out of the restaurant.

Lita grabbed the Bill and placed the money, along with a tip on the table. She left the restaurant shortly, walking across the busy side street on New York. She entered her building and saw one of her friends, who came up to her, with a smile.

"Hey Kerrie." Lita greeted.

"Amy, There's someone who came to see you. He's upstairs waiting by your door." Kerrie notified her, standing by the Mail boxes in the Lobby.

"Who could it be?"

"Your guess is as good as mine."

Lita grabbed the elevator and pressed the button for her floor. As the elevator went to each floor, she questioned who it could be? She would find out in just a few short seconds. As she exited the elevator, she saw the back on a man.

She let out a gasp. "Oh My God.."

She noticed his long black hair and that his t-shirt said 'Team Extreme' on the back. It could only be one more and one only. "Matt?"

He turned around and it was revealed that it was in fact Matt. Matt was standing right before her. His long curly black hair and that smile she never forgot. "Missed me much?"

Lita ran up to him and gave him a huge hug. Still in disbelief, she was just ecstatic to see her. "What are you doing here, In New York?"

"Well, I have a week left till I leave and I thought coming here to spend it would be good." Matt muttered. "If that's not a problem."

"Of Course not." Lita gazed into his dark brown eyes. "I'm so glad you're here."

"I am too. Though it cost me a lot of me, I'm still happy because I'm with you." Matt looked into her eyes before he pulled her into a powerful and passionate kiss. What a surprise for Lita, to have the one person she loves come be with her, for a week at least.

--

Down the Pacific Avenue, Two Blondes sped down the street with a rainbow haired boy in the back. In Stacy's convertible, There hair flies into the wind. The wind felt so good against their faces. It was a refreshing feeling. Stacy and Torrie had just finished their Job over at a small boutique in West Hollywood while Jeff, who recently started to work at the Peach Pit was given the next two days off to enjoy himself. Torrie looked back at Jeff, noticing how Comfortable he looked. "Comfy, Jeff?" She smirked.

"Very. The leather seats feel good Stace." Jeff closed his eyes, as the wind blew in the direction.

"I'm glad your comfortable, Birthday Boy." Stacy looked into the rearview mirror. It was Jeff's Birthday today. He turned eighteen after so long and was beyond happy. "Does anyone have any clue why were are going to Venice Beach?"

"Nope."

"John didn't tell me anything. Just to show up." Torrie shrugged her shoulders. "Did Randy say anything?"

"Not a word." Stacy admitted. "I tried to but it really didn't work."

"You should have had sex with him and then he would have spit it out." Said the man in the back seat.

"Yeah, he would have said it then. Good Job Stace!" Torrie joked, slapping her shoulder lightly.

"It's not my fault." Defended Stacy. "So keep it shut, Blondie."

"Ladies, Relax." Jeff stepped in between the girls. "Before you fight, let me get some chocolate or something. It would be a lot more interesting." Jeff Joked, breaking out in laughter.

"I smell another Randy Orton in the Making." Hugged one Blonde.

"Please, One's enough." Stacy pleaded.

"So What happened to Chris and Trish? Where did they go?" Jeff changed the subject so the girls wouldn't hate him.

"Chris and Trish took a road trip to Boise. He wanted to show her around there and stuff so they'll be there for a few days." Torrie admitted. "He wanted to go back ever since I went so I'm glad he went."

"Well, they are going to miss out on Randy and John's huge 'surprise' isn't that a shame?" Sarcasm rolled out of Stacy's lips.

"Isn't that John's car parked in that driveway?" Jeff pointed out to a Blue beach house, where in the driveway. They parked the car on the curb, as they all got out and stared at the complex. "So, I'm guessing they got a house?"

"I guess so." Torrie rolled her eyes. "Those two idiots probably spent a fortune on this."

"Let's go find them." Stacy headed up the stairs to the second floor where the entrance was located. Behind her were Torrie and Jeff as they walked inside the house, with the door opened. "These guys really care about safety. Leaving the door open."

"They're a smart pair of fools." Torrie smirked.

The three of them entered the house. It was a classy comfortable home with neat furniture. It seemed to have never been touched before until now. The gray painted walls matched the furniture nicely. There was another floor upstairs, based on the stairs that are shown heading upstairs. The three looked around the room for John and Randy until they heard noise.

"No, You idiot. Turn it that way." Yelled Randy.

"It's going to Break that way. It even says turn to the right." Shouted John. The two were in the middle of an argument. The argument lead to them moving into the area, where the three of them could see them.

"Oh Hey Guys." Randy said.

"Hey What's up." John asked. They both looked at each other and noticed they were here. "Uh, hold on just a second."

John pushed Randy back away from the three of them. They quickly assembled what they had to bring out. Shortly after, John came out with a Huge Cake with Candles on it. It read out Happy Birthday Jeff, with Randy By his side.

Jeff was a bit shock. "Holy crap."

"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Jeff, Happy Birthday to you." They all sung in unison.

"Well, this was a bit unexpected." Jeff announced.

"Make a wish!" Torrie said.

Jeff stared into the cake. Staring at the Candles, he wondered what he wanted for a wish. He let out a sigh before he blew out all the Candles. "Yay!" Stacy clapped along with everyone else.

"Thanks guys. Didn't exactly expect it." Jeff spoke, still in shock.

"Well, Here's your gift." John pointed to the room.

"Where is it?"

"Your standing in it." Randy said.

"The Beach House is mine?" Jeff looked around. He couldn't ask for a better gift. Having a Whole house to himself.

"Well, Till the end of this week at least. Happy Birthday Jeff." Randy Tossed him the keys.

Jeff stared at the keys and grasped them. "Thanks guys. Shouldn't we start to Party right about now?"

"What's a Party without us two?" A voice said.

Everyone looked over and it was Trish and Chris, standing at the door. "Surprise." Chris said as they approached the group.

"I didn't expect you guys." Torrie said as she hugged both Trish and Chris. "I thought you were suppose to be in Idaho right now?"

"Well, Change of plans. Once we heard of this we had to come. Jeff's our main man." Chris smiled.

"Wow, This is a really good birthday." Jeff exclaimed. "Thanks guys."

Well, Don't just stand there. We have a Beach House. Let's a have a Party, Damn it." Randy cheered. This certainly was an ideal summer and the only way to properly end it is with a Party. Come on, What kind of Summer would it be without one last Party before we are back off to School, studying. The Gang was prepared to enjoy this summer to the fullest extent.

Author's notes: So, what did you think? It was a bit short than i planned but i'm just really exhausted today. It's been a rough day for me. First, let me clear something up, The sequel will have the SAME People just more new characters. So don't worry! haha. I'll probably update Monday and Tuesday only this week because I have my Prom Wednesday so I probably won't be back on the computer till atleast Friday or Saturday. New Story coming soon. Sometime this week maybe? haha, you'll have to wait and see :) And the Next Chapter is the Final Chapter! I know it's sad but there's a sequel!! :) Thanks for reading and PLEASE REVIEW!! Those reviews would make me feel great and with the story wrapping up, it would be great to see a few more last reviews. Thanks again. PEACE.