A/N: Sorry that last chapter was really long and kinda boring; I just wanted to get out the whole background so you can understand what's going to happen in the future, why little things cause huge problems for Emily and Lucas. And so you don't think I have something against people who go to private school, I go to one, so I get to make fun of the people who go to them. Also, LAST NIGHT'S EPISODE WAS AWESOME! Yea, it was great. So, back to the story…


Callie and Bradin were walking across the beach. Bradin was still wondering why Callie had called him an ass. He tried to slip his hand into Callie's, but she moved away.

"Ok, what's wrong with you? You've been acting weird since dinner" Bradin asked, upset that she was shutting him out.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" She asked with a serious expression on her face.

"No, of course not!" He responded quickly. Now he was even more confused that he was before.

"Really, then are you stupid? Cause one of us is." She answered. They had stop walking and were now looking right at each other.

"Well, I'm not that smart, but I'm assuming this isn't in the school sense. What's going on Callie? What's your problem?"

"Oh I don't know, maybe I take offense that my boyfriend was flirting with someone right in front of me, and to make matters worse, her boyfriend was sitting right next to her" There was a hint of jealousy in her voice.

"Who? Emily? Callie, I wasn't flirting with her. I'm happy with you, why would I want to ruin it?" He started to get defensive, he hadn't realized that he was flirting with her, but there was something about her that attracted him.

"You so were, and you're lucky Lucas didn't notice because he looks like the kinda person who would kill someone over her, even his best friend"

"Sorry Callie, I didn't mean to do that. I want to be with you. No one else. I'm really sorry. I'll even apologize to Lucas and Emily. You're the one I want." It seemed as if he was saying it to assure himself, but Callie seemed not to notice.

"It's ok, don't worry about it, but I wouldn't apologize, since Lucas didn't notice."

She leaned in and they kissed. The little voice came back into her head, So this is love, yea, it's gotta be love. She tried to shake it, she was afraid to use the word, even though she had already told him she loved him, it was too scary. She felt his hand slide up her shirt and she pulled away.

"Bradin, we talked about this, I'm just not ready. Please tell me you understand"

"Yea, I get it. Sorry." She gave him a look, he knew she didn't like it when he used that word to much "Come on, lets keep walking"

Callie looked at her watch, "I can't, I have to be home, we have a volleyball game tomorrow and I need to sleep." She turned and walked toward the pier.

Bradin watched her walk away and smiled. She's amazing he thought, but for some reason he just couldn't get Emily's eyes outta his head. Little did he know, Emily was facing the exact same problem.


Those eyes Emily thought as she drove to Kevin's house to pick up Missy. STOP her conscience yelled at her, you and Lucas just got over all this drama, and he's his friend. You know what that means, NO! Plus he has a really cool girlfriend. You can't do this to any of them, including you. She pulled up to a beautiful white house and parked her blue Mercedes convertible in front of the door.

"Missy? Missy, where the hell are you?" She wandered around, knowing the house by heart; it was a usual St. Seb's party location. She cringed as she though of the crazy things she had done there months ago, things that almost made her loose Lucas. "MISSY?" She walked to the back deck where she heard a lot of loud music and laughter. She looked out at the beach and saw the whole dance team, cheerleading squad, football team and surf team crowded around a huge fire.

"Emmy! Get over here, better late than never" A very wasted Brittany yelled. Emily rolled her eyes and walked toward her very drunk group of friends.

"Hey y'all, I got a call from Missy and came to pick her up, do you know where she went?" She declined the bottle being offered to her by one of the boys.

"Come on Em, live a little" He tried to get her to take the bottle of wine cooler.

"No thanks, I don't like the way I act when I'm on that stuff it causes me to…" She was interrupted by a scream from the house.

"MISSY?" Emily yelled. She saw her friend run out of the house. She ran up to meet him. Missy missed the bottom step and fell to the ground laughing hysterically.

"Wow, someone had a little too much to drink" She said as she helped her up. "Where's Chris?"

"Far, far away I hope." She replied. Just then a really drunk, pissed guy walked out the porch door and glared at them. Emily got up and slapped him across the face.

"What the hell Emily, you're such a bitch" He stopped and stared her right in the eye.

"Well, it must match you ass-hole like behavior Chris. What the hell did you do to her?" She looked angry.

"Nothing she didn't ask me to do" he responded and walked over to his friends and grabbed another beer.

"Come on Missy, let's get out outta here" She said and helped her onto her shoulders so she could lean on her.

Emily walked up the stairs and felt Missy feel heavier on her shoulder. She knew she had passed out. "Are you kidding?" She exclaimed as the weight became so unbearable she had to switch arms. Just then a guy came up and helped her.

"Thanks Greg" she said as he picked her up. "You clean or do I have to worry about you too?"

"I'm clean Emmy, I'm the designated driver. You're lucky you weren't here, it got pretty bad." He placed Missy in the back seat of Emily's car. Emily got in the front seat.

"Thanks. You want a ride or are ya gunna hang around with the lunatics?" She asked.

"Nope, I'm gunna stay here. Don't worry about the fall out from not coming, they won't remember anything in the morning, we can lie and say you were here the whole time. I got your back."

"Thanks, I owe you. I really lucked out when you made the Surf Team, now I have my best friend to look out for me." She smiled and leaned out of her car to give him a hug. She started the car and pulled out of the drive way and onto the main street. She drove for a while and heard Missy wake up and get sick.

"Missy if you throw up in my car I'll kill you." She turned back to make sure her friend was ok. As she turned back to the road, she slammed on the break. She just barely missed a tall blonde who was walking down the street.