Bonjourno! Hey everyone, thanks for all your reviews, its so kind of yous
lot to bother to read my stories, it makes me feel happy to know that
someone out there actually appreciates what I do rather than being RUDE.
Hem hem. I read Harry Potter 5 in a day!!! Woo. I love it so much. I can't
believe they died, they were my fave character, apart from Viktor of course
3 Viktor 3, anyways, listen to me rambling, I must get on with the story.
Disclaimer- I don't own beyblade; well not yet anyway, I got lawyers working on it right about now..It will be mine! Sorry. *Hangs head in shame*
Ok, so in this chapter, I kinda make up what lives off the Italian coast line, but don't kill me, I dunno what's there, I just made it up, it makes it more interesting than saying, there was a load of water, so don't tell me off, ok?
So, story, hem hem..
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Chapter 6- Think he's gonna wanna start a fight
After a month, everything was going smoothly. Everybody had settled down. Everyone was talking to me again at school, well, almost everyone, Hugo was still here, he had decided to stay longer than 2 weeks for unknown reasons, but there were a lot of hushed phone conversations involved, but he is yet to tell us why, oh, and I had my room back.
It was summer now, the sun was frequently overhead and sales in ice creams went through the roof. I had recently been informed that I was going to go to the seaside. It was Enrique's birthday party, I have no idea when his actual birthday is because apparently he has about 7 birthday parties a year, so nobody can really be sure which is his real one.
He had invited lots of people including all his guests he had at his house a month ago. There were going to be 20 of us in total. Rome isn't exactly near the beach, so we had to leave a day in advance and stay in Enrique's 'Seaside cottage', which is apparently more like a house than a cottage, do stuff like windsurfing and all that, then have the party and then go home.
We were on our way now. I was sitting in our cheap blue car, staring out the window, watching the scenery flash by. I was frequently jolted about because Hugo isn't that good a driver. I would have preferred my mum to drive me, but she refused.
We had left early in the morning, to get there on time, but we were still running late. I sighed as I rested my head on the back of the seat as I drifted slowly off to sleep.
I was walking around my house; I saw an iridescent purple fog engulf all my friends one by one. I walked up to the top of the stairs, and peered over the edge, I saw more purple fog. I tripped, and I was slowly falling down until I was jolted awake.
"We're here," Hugo said, turning around to face me while still driving,
"KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE ROAD!" I shouted as the car swerved and I hit my head. "Don't they teach you that at the driving lessons?"
"Oh, sorry Natty, I forgot" Hugo said, looking back at the road and driving straight into the driveway of the house. "Yeah this is it, Number 54 Bayview Close" I looked up at the sparkling white of the house and the bright red front door, they were still visible in the fading light, as it was getting quite dark.
I got out of the car and took my small suitcase out of the boot. There were 3 other cars parked nearby and somebody I didn't know, with a big white scarf trailing after them, was just entering through the door.
"Bye Hugo, see you soon," I slammed the boot shut and marched off to the front door. Hugo waved to me before he drove off. I got to the gleaming front door at the same time as Max, who looked exhausted.
"Hey Max," I said, as he walked up
"Hi Natalie, are you excited about this party? This is the first one I've been to. It's really great isn't it? I just flew from America to be here, I was visiting my mum. So I'm really tired. I hear Enrique's got lots of food. Tyson should be happy, and me too." He laughed and I pressed the doorbell.
After about 5 minutes, somebody finally answered it.
"About time too," I mumbled as we were shown in. The 'cottage' was large and airy, the ceiling was very high and it had a more homely feel than Enrique's other house. There was a loud noise coming from the garden and I dumped my bag in the hall with an assortment of other luggage, ranging from carrier bags to full-size leather suitcases. I followed Max out to the garden. I gasped as I saw the amazing view, the garden backed directly onto the beach down at the bottom. All you had to do was walk through a gate and you were there.
There was a big red and white striped Marquee in the middle of the medium- sized garden. About 10 people congregated beneath it, with the rest of them scattered around the garden. It looked like nearly everyone had arrived. I had just about set foot in the garden and I heard Enrique shout out to everyone
"Come on, it's getting late, we should get some sleep, or we'll be too tired tomorrow." Most people looked annoyed, as if they would have liked to stay out there for longer, but they all trudged inside. I waited to one side, so I could talk to Enrique.
"Hi," I said, when everyone else had begun the task of finding where they could sleep tonight.
"You made it, I was getting worried," he said, when everyone else had finally gone either upstairs or to another room downstairs where they were to sleep.
"Yeah, well we were running a little late, my brother is hopeless with maps and we went in completely the wrong direction, so anyway, where am I sleeping? I don't really know,"
"Oh yeah," Enrique grinned, "I'll show you," He then walked off upstairs; I picked up my now solitary bag and followed him. The stairs were quite narrow and I nearly tripped a few times, but I soon recovered. He led me to a room at the back of the house, facing the sea. It was simply furnished, with a small bed, wardrobe and adjoining bathroom. The room and the furniture was a cream colour, and the glow from the sun outside turned the walls a fiery orange.
"You'll be sleeping here, this is one of the best views from the whole of the house, think yourself lucky you're not sleeping on the sofas like some of the others."
"Thanks," I walked into the room, "It's so beautiful, I love the view. Well, goodnight." I turned to face Enrique
"Yeah, goodnight, be ready to party tomorrow!" He walked out the room, closing the door after him. I flopped onto the bed and fell asleep almost instantly.
The next morning was hectic, 20 people were all trying to get up, eat and get ready, but it was almost impossible. Even though I woke up quite late, I discovered that the breakfast table was still pretty much intact, obviously, Tyson hadn't woken up yet.
The sun bathed the beach in a warm glow as we all eventually made our way down to the golden sand one by one. At last, about half an hour after everyone else, Tyson came rushing down,
"Sorry I'm late dudes," he panted, looking around at some disapproving faces.
"Now that we're all here, we can have little fun!" Enrique said jovially as everyone stood round listening, "Check the board over there for what you're doing and we meet up for lunch at 1:00." He then walked off towards a dock, where some jet-skis were waiting. I went over to the board and tried to see over the crowd of heads. As it slowly thinned, I could see what I was doing first.
The whole range of activities was so varied; it was more like a holiday camp than anything else, water-skiing, windsurfing, scuba diving, pedalos, boat rides (I assumed these were for the less-active people), canoeing and many others. I saw that I was scuba diving with 5 other people before lunch. The board said you were to make your way to the left and there would be a yellow hut with a speedboat outside, and sure enough, there was.
When I reached the hut, I found out that the other people scuba diving were Ray, Johnny, the person I had seen earlier with the scarf and two people I didn't know, I assumed they were friends of Enrique's because they were speaking to each other in fluent Italian and didn't talk to anyone else.
There was an instructor there, who explained everything, but I don't think anyone was really paying that much attention. I didn't really need to; I'd done scuba diving before. Ray had in the meantime, introduced me to the scarf-guy. He was called Kai; he didn't look as if he really wanted to be there and never really spoke, but kept glaring at Johnny.
"Don't mind Kai, " Ray whispered to me, "He's a bit moody, but he's alright once you get to know him. For a while, he was happy, about a year ago I think it was, then I dunno, he just reverted back to his old ways. He's a grouch again."
"Oh, he used to be on your team?" I asked
"Well, yeah, we all used to be on a team, but we're not any more," Ray stopped talking there because the instructor started giving out our equipment and pointed out changing rooms.
Soon, we were on the speedboat and gradually moving away from the coast. I couldn't help laughing when we all saw many people, especially the remaining blade breakers making spectacular falls from the water-skis. They then bobbed up and down in the water, laughing as well and waved at our passing boat.
We reached far enough out that we wouldn't get hit by any other activities and were soon underwater after a quick reminder of what to do. The sea was a clear blue and the shafts of sunlight, which broke through the still rippling water on the surface, seemed to bring all the creatures to life. The brightly coloured fish swam in and out of sight in amongst the small water plants nestled in the bottom of craters. They all seemed to stay long enough for us to get a glance of them, but when we moved in for a better look, they swam off. The plants waved up at the little fish as they swished their tails from side to side to propel themselves through the water; it was a beautiful sight.
After 15 minutes of swimming around, we re-surfaced and got back in the boat. I noticed Johnny shoving Kai back into the water when he was trying to get out and Kai retaliating later by purposely dropping Johnny's clothes into the sea. They kept making snide comments at each other and to tell the truth it was getting a bit tiresome after a while.
A klaxon then went off, that was the signal for us to return back to the beach. The instructor then started the boat up, after retrieving Johnny's clothes and we sped back to main land, with Johnny and Kai at each other's throats the whole time.
Lunch was quiet. There was a long table for food, but the majority of it had already gone, because we had arrived back later than everyone else had. Most people had already gone off to their next activities and we got stuck with the leftovers.
After what was left of lunch, I went over to the board, now I was windsurfing. I had never done that before. I went to the blue hut on the far right and found Kenny, Enrique and three girls there.
" 'Urry up!" The instructor shouted, "We 'aven't got all day y'know," I glared at them and sat down next to Enrique, who was ignoring Kenny. Kenny was talking about quantum-physics, and Enrique obviously wasn't interested in the slightest. He stopped staring into space with a glazed expression on his face to talk to me all the way through the explanation about windsurfing. I could have done with listening, but I didn't want to be rude.
Windsurfing was actually a lot harder than I thought. We had to wear the wet suits again, and all of us got soaked within minutes, as none of us were really that good. It was so hard to stay on the actual thing. I noticed Enrique eyeing up the other girls a few times, he never gives up, does he? We had been out a few times, but I wouldn't say that I was Enrique's girlfriend yet, so I didn't say anything, but I just enjoyed myself and forgot about it.
After what seemed like hardly any time at all, in fact it had been about an hour and a half, we had to go back to the beach. There were then a few hours until the actual party started; we could do whatever we wanted, as long as we were ready by 7. In the meantime, most people joined in games on the beach; we had to stop quite quickly though because other people soon gathered on the beach, mostly tourists. They soon began to complain when they tried to build sandcastles, or sunbathe and people running after the Frisbee crushed them. The group then split up, with the majority staying on the beach, but some going back to the house, to sleep and stuff.
I was lying on the beach, half-asleep, when I heard someone call my name,
"Yeah," I replied, without opening my eyes
"Why are you all wet?" They asked
"Huh? But I'm not-" I then felt a huge cascade of salty water drop on top of me. It was so cold. I sat up abruptly and spat most of the water out on the ground, to try and get rid of the disgusting taste, but I couldn't, it lingered in my mouth. I looked around and just saw someone running off to the house, carrying a bucket, but the sun obscured my vision, so I couldn't see who it was. I jumped up and raced after them, whoever it was, I would kill them.
When I reached the door, it looked like somebody was already doing it for me
"What did you do that for?" I heard an angry voice that I recognised as Enrique's, shouting.
"Just a bit of fun," As I got closer, I saw Johnny standing in the garden, with Enrique blocking his way into the kitchen.
"Yeah, very fun, for you maybe, don't do it again," Enrique looked very angry
"You can't tell me what to do,"
"Wanna bet?"
"Yeah, I'm not taking any orders from an Italian,"
"Oh, really, well, maybe I don't want to talk to a Scot,"
It got a bit ruder after that. After a while, they both were practically fuming and then they both advanced, with fists out. It was hard to tell who flew at whom first, but all I could see after a flurry of fists was Enrique break away with a steady flow of blood trickling down from his nose and Johnny falling back, hand held firmly over his eye. The stood back for a second, glaring at each other, then Johnny stepped forward again, Enrique did the same and they threw more punches at each other, mostly missing. It would have continued for longer, if Robert had not suddenly come up.
"What's all this commotion, I could hear it all the way down on the beach, it's disturbing the-" he then saw who was fighting. "Johnny! Enrique! You should be ashamed of yourselves. Look at you, acting like commoners, with your noble upbringing, you shouldn't be acting like this. Stop it at once!"
They broke away, each breathing heavily and looking angrier by the second. Johnny then stormed off down to the beach, with Robert in tow, complaining about how he acted. Enrique flopped onto the floor; I went over to him,
"What was that all about?" I asked and handed him a tissue, which he help over his nose.
"Ah, nothing, I always wanted to do that, after how Johnny acts all the time, you ok though?" I nodded, "Well, if he ever tries anything like that again, you tell me ok?"
"Seriously, it's not that big a deal," I reassured him, "It's only a bit of water."
"Yeah, well, you never can be sure with Johnny." He stood up, looking sullen all of a sudden. Enrique then went into the house, I assumed to his room. I glanced around, but everyone else went on as usual, as if they hadn't noticed the argument, but by the way they were whispering and pointing, I could tell that they had.
By 7, everyone was sitting in the garden, waiting for Enrique, who hadn't showed yet. I had a sneaking suspicion he hadn't come down yet because of Johnny. But, sure enough, he did come out into the garden eventually. After saying a few words, which kept being interrupted by a loud fake cough, Enrique looked ready to murder, but he kept his cool and continued until everyone had moved away and was enjoying themselves. Music was blasting from a loud stereo and some of the tourists on the beach were even joining in the party once everyone had moved down to the beach.
The night went on quite un-eventfully, everyone had a great time and the giant cake made most people whoop with joy at the sight of so much icing. After everyone had eaten as much cake as they could bear, we played games down by the sea, which may seem childish, now that I look back on it, but it was fun at the time.
The highlight of the evening by far was when Tyson fell into his own trap that he had spent the evening building. Everyone laughed so much after that, and he couldn't get out as well.
We all retired to bed at about 1 in the morning, so when everyone came to pick us up the next day, all most of us could do was grunt goodbye and fall asleep again in the car. I looked back at the house as we drove off and wished that I could have stayed there for much longer.
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Well, there you go, hope ya like it, next chappie soon, goody bye!
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Disclaimer- I don't own beyblade; well not yet anyway, I got lawyers working on it right about now..It will be mine! Sorry. *Hangs head in shame*
Ok, so in this chapter, I kinda make up what lives off the Italian coast line, but don't kill me, I dunno what's there, I just made it up, it makes it more interesting than saying, there was a load of water, so don't tell me off, ok?
So, story, hem hem..
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Chapter 6- Think he's gonna wanna start a fight
After a month, everything was going smoothly. Everybody had settled down. Everyone was talking to me again at school, well, almost everyone, Hugo was still here, he had decided to stay longer than 2 weeks for unknown reasons, but there were a lot of hushed phone conversations involved, but he is yet to tell us why, oh, and I had my room back.
It was summer now, the sun was frequently overhead and sales in ice creams went through the roof. I had recently been informed that I was going to go to the seaside. It was Enrique's birthday party, I have no idea when his actual birthday is because apparently he has about 7 birthday parties a year, so nobody can really be sure which is his real one.
He had invited lots of people including all his guests he had at his house a month ago. There were going to be 20 of us in total. Rome isn't exactly near the beach, so we had to leave a day in advance and stay in Enrique's 'Seaside cottage', which is apparently more like a house than a cottage, do stuff like windsurfing and all that, then have the party and then go home.
We were on our way now. I was sitting in our cheap blue car, staring out the window, watching the scenery flash by. I was frequently jolted about because Hugo isn't that good a driver. I would have preferred my mum to drive me, but she refused.
We had left early in the morning, to get there on time, but we were still running late. I sighed as I rested my head on the back of the seat as I drifted slowly off to sleep.
I was walking around my house; I saw an iridescent purple fog engulf all my friends one by one. I walked up to the top of the stairs, and peered over the edge, I saw more purple fog. I tripped, and I was slowly falling down until I was jolted awake.
"We're here," Hugo said, turning around to face me while still driving,
"KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE ROAD!" I shouted as the car swerved and I hit my head. "Don't they teach you that at the driving lessons?"
"Oh, sorry Natty, I forgot" Hugo said, looking back at the road and driving straight into the driveway of the house. "Yeah this is it, Number 54 Bayview Close" I looked up at the sparkling white of the house and the bright red front door, they were still visible in the fading light, as it was getting quite dark.
I got out of the car and took my small suitcase out of the boot. There were 3 other cars parked nearby and somebody I didn't know, with a big white scarf trailing after them, was just entering through the door.
"Bye Hugo, see you soon," I slammed the boot shut and marched off to the front door. Hugo waved to me before he drove off. I got to the gleaming front door at the same time as Max, who looked exhausted.
"Hey Max," I said, as he walked up
"Hi Natalie, are you excited about this party? This is the first one I've been to. It's really great isn't it? I just flew from America to be here, I was visiting my mum. So I'm really tired. I hear Enrique's got lots of food. Tyson should be happy, and me too." He laughed and I pressed the doorbell.
After about 5 minutes, somebody finally answered it.
"About time too," I mumbled as we were shown in. The 'cottage' was large and airy, the ceiling was very high and it had a more homely feel than Enrique's other house. There was a loud noise coming from the garden and I dumped my bag in the hall with an assortment of other luggage, ranging from carrier bags to full-size leather suitcases. I followed Max out to the garden. I gasped as I saw the amazing view, the garden backed directly onto the beach down at the bottom. All you had to do was walk through a gate and you were there.
There was a big red and white striped Marquee in the middle of the medium- sized garden. About 10 people congregated beneath it, with the rest of them scattered around the garden. It looked like nearly everyone had arrived. I had just about set foot in the garden and I heard Enrique shout out to everyone
"Come on, it's getting late, we should get some sleep, or we'll be too tired tomorrow." Most people looked annoyed, as if they would have liked to stay out there for longer, but they all trudged inside. I waited to one side, so I could talk to Enrique.
"Hi," I said, when everyone else had begun the task of finding where they could sleep tonight.
"You made it, I was getting worried," he said, when everyone else had finally gone either upstairs or to another room downstairs where they were to sleep.
"Yeah, well we were running a little late, my brother is hopeless with maps and we went in completely the wrong direction, so anyway, where am I sleeping? I don't really know,"
"Oh yeah," Enrique grinned, "I'll show you," He then walked off upstairs; I picked up my now solitary bag and followed him. The stairs were quite narrow and I nearly tripped a few times, but I soon recovered. He led me to a room at the back of the house, facing the sea. It was simply furnished, with a small bed, wardrobe and adjoining bathroom. The room and the furniture was a cream colour, and the glow from the sun outside turned the walls a fiery orange.
"You'll be sleeping here, this is one of the best views from the whole of the house, think yourself lucky you're not sleeping on the sofas like some of the others."
"Thanks," I walked into the room, "It's so beautiful, I love the view. Well, goodnight." I turned to face Enrique
"Yeah, goodnight, be ready to party tomorrow!" He walked out the room, closing the door after him. I flopped onto the bed and fell asleep almost instantly.
The next morning was hectic, 20 people were all trying to get up, eat and get ready, but it was almost impossible. Even though I woke up quite late, I discovered that the breakfast table was still pretty much intact, obviously, Tyson hadn't woken up yet.
The sun bathed the beach in a warm glow as we all eventually made our way down to the golden sand one by one. At last, about half an hour after everyone else, Tyson came rushing down,
"Sorry I'm late dudes," he panted, looking around at some disapproving faces.
"Now that we're all here, we can have little fun!" Enrique said jovially as everyone stood round listening, "Check the board over there for what you're doing and we meet up for lunch at 1:00." He then walked off towards a dock, where some jet-skis were waiting. I went over to the board and tried to see over the crowd of heads. As it slowly thinned, I could see what I was doing first.
The whole range of activities was so varied; it was more like a holiday camp than anything else, water-skiing, windsurfing, scuba diving, pedalos, boat rides (I assumed these were for the less-active people), canoeing and many others. I saw that I was scuba diving with 5 other people before lunch. The board said you were to make your way to the left and there would be a yellow hut with a speedboat outside, and sure enough, there was.
When I reached the hut, I found out that the other people scuba diving were Ray, Johnny, the person I had seen earlier with the scarf and two people I didn't know, I assumed they were friends of Enrique's because they were speaking to each other in fluent Italian and didn't talk to anyone else.
There was an instructor there, who explained everything, but I don't think anyone was really paying that much attention. I didn't really need to; I'd done scuba diving before. Ray had in the meantime, introduced me to the scarf-guy. He was called Kai; he didn't look as if he really wanted to be there and never really spoke, but kept glaring at Johnny.
"Don't mind Kai, " Ray whispered to me, "He's a bit moody, but he's alright once you get to know him. For a while, he was happy, about a year ago I think it was, then I dunno, he just reverted back to his old ways. He's a grouch again."
"Oh, he used to be on your team?" I asked
"Well, yeah, we all used to be on a team, but we're not any more," Ray stopped talking there because the instructor started giving out our equipment and pointed out changing rooms.
Soon, we were on the speedboat and gradually moving away from the coast. I couldn't help laughing when we all saw many people, especially the remaining blade breakers making spectacular falls from the water-skis. They then bobbed up and down in the water, laughing as well and waved at our passing boat.
We reached far enough out that we wouldn't get hit by any other activities and were soon underwater after a quick reminder of what to do. The sea was a clear blue and the shafts of sunlight, which broke through the still rippling water on the surface, seemed to bring all the creatures to life. The brightly coloured fish swam in and out of sight in amongst the small water plants nestled in the bottom of craters. They all seemed to stay long enough for us to get a glance of them, but when we moved in for a better look, they swam off. The plants waved up at the little fish as they swished their tails from side to side to propel themselves through the water; it was a beautiful sight.
After 15 minutes of swimming around, we re-surfaced and got back in the boat. I noticed Johnny shoving Kai back into the water when he was trying to get out and Kai retaliating later by purposely dropping Johnny's clothes into the sea. They kept making snide comments at each other and to tell the truth it was getting a bit tiresome after a while.
A klaxon then went off, that was the signal for us to return back to the beach. The instructor then started the boat up, after retrieving Johnny's clothes and we sped back to main land, with Johnny and Kai at each other's throats the whole time.
Lunch was quiet. There was a long table for food, but the majority of it had already gone, because we had arrived back later than everyone else had. Most people had already gone off to their next activities and we got stuck with the leftovers.
After what was left of lunch, I went over to the board, now I was windsurfing. I had never done that before. I went to the blue hut on the far right and found Kenny, Enrique and three girls there.
" 'Urry up!" The instructor shouted, "We 'aven't got all day y'know," I glared at them and sat down next to Enrique, who was ignoring Kenny. Kenny was talking about quantum-physics, and Enrique obviously wasn't interested in the slightest. He stopped staring into space with a glazed expression on his face to talk to me all the way through the explanation about windsurfing. I could have done with listening, but I didn't want to be rude.
Windsurfing was actually a lot harder than I thought. We had to wear the wet suits again, and all of us got soaked within minutes, as none of us were really that good. It was so hard to stay on the actual thing. I noticed Enrique eyeing up the other girls a few times, he never gives up, does he? We had been out a few times, but I wouldn't say that I was Enrique's girlfriend yet, so I didn't say anything, but I just enjoyed myself and forgot about it.
After what seemed like hardly any time at all, in fact it had been about an hour and a half, we had to go back to the beach. There were then a few hours until the actual party started; we could do whatever we wanted, as long as we were ready by 7. In the meantime, most people joined in games on the beach; we had to stop quite quickly though because other people soon gathered on the beach, mostly tourists. They soon began to complain when they tried to build sandcastles, or sunbathe and people running after the Frisbee crushed them. The group then split up, with the majority staying on the beach, but some going back to the house, to sleep and stuff.
I was lying on the beach, half-asleep, when I heard someone call my name,
"Yeah," I replied, without opening my eyes
"Why are you all wet?" They asked
"Huh? But I'm not-" I then felt a huge cascade of salty water drop on top of me. It was so cold. I sat up abruptly and spat most of the water out on the ground, to try and get rid of the disgusting taste, but I couldn't, it lingered in my mouth. I looked around and just saw someone running off to the house, carrying a bucket, but the sun obscured my vision, so I couldn't see who it was. I jumped up and raced after them, whoever it was, I would kill them.
When I reached the door, it looked like somebody was already doing it for me
"What did you do that for?" I heard an angry voice that I recognised as Enrique's, shouting.
"Just a bit of fun," As I got closer, I saw Johnny standing in the garden, with Enrique blocking his way into the kitchen.
"Yeah, very fun, for you maybe, don't do it again," Enrique looked very angry
"You can't tell me what to do,"
"Wanna bet?"
"Yeah, I'm not taking any orders from an Italian,"
"Oh, really, well, maybe I don't want to talk to a Scot,"
It got a bit ruder after that. After a while, they both were practically fuming and then they both advanced, with fists out. It was hard to tell who flew at whom first, but all I could see after a flurry of fists was Enrique break away with a steady flow of blood trickling down from his nose and Johnny falling back, hand held firmly over his eye. The stood back for a second, glaring at each other, then Johnny stepped forward again, Enrique did the same and they threw more punches at each other, mostly missing. It would have continued for longer, if Robert had not suddenly come up.
"What's all this commotion, I could hear it all the way down on the beach, it's disturbing the-" he then saw who was fighting. "Johnny! Enrique! You should be ashamed of yourselves. Look at you, acting like commoners, with your noble upbringing, you shouldn't be acting like this. Stop it at once!"
They broke away, each breathing heavily and looking angrier by the second. Johnny then stormed off down to the beach, with Robert in tow, complaining about how he acted. Enrique flopped onto the floor; I went over to him,
"What was that all about?" I asked and handed him a tissue, which he help over his nose.
"Ah, nothing, I always wanted to do that, after how Johnny acts all the time, you ok though?" I nodded, "Well, if he ever tries anything like that again, you tell me ok?"
"Seriously, it's not that big a deal," I reassured him, "It's only a bit of water."
"Yeah, well, you never can be sure with Johnny." He stood up, looking sullen all of a sudden. Enrique then went into the house, I assumed to his room. I glanced around, but everyone else went on as usual, as if they hadn't noticed the argument, but by the way they were whispering and pointing, I could tell that they had.
By 7, everyone was sitting in the garden, waiting for Enrique, who hadn't showed yet. I had a sneaking suspicion he hadn't come down yet because of Johnny. But, sure enough, he did come out into the garden eventually. After saying a few words, which kept being interrupted by a loud fake cough, Enrique looked ready to murder, but he kept his cool and continued until everyone had moved away and was enjoying themselves. Music was blasting from a loud stereo and some of the tourists on the beach were even joining in the party once everyone had moved down to the beach.
The night went on quite un-eventfully, everyone had a great time and the giant cake made most people whoop with joy at the sight of so much icing. After everyone had eaten as much cake as they could bear, we played games down by the sea, which may seem childish, now that I look back on it, but it was fun at the time.
The highlight of the evening by far was when Tyson fell into his own trap that he had spent the evening building. Everyone laughed so much after that, and he couldn't get out as well.
We all retired to bed at about 1 in the morning, so when everyone came to pick us up the next day, all most of us could do was grunt goodbye and fall asleep again in the car. I looked back at the house as we drove off and wished that I could have stayed there for much longer.
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Well, there you go, hope ya like it, next chappie soon, goody bye!
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