AH! I'm back to write another chapter. Let's hope it works out. And if I contradict myself someone has to tell me. And YIPPEE! I got my third book back! And another disclaimer! These characters are not mine….I would like for them to have been created by me, but they weren't! The only character I can proudly claim right now is Stephen…the hot British bloke.

Tibby had stayed at the apartment when Lena and Paul had gone out. She and Carmen were now lying on Carmen's bed. Tibby rolled over onto her stomach. "Brian hasn't called me…I wonder why." Carmen had to laugh at her friend's density. "Tibbs…you know why he hasn't called you." "Yeah…I guess I do." Tibby sat up, and went to grab her cell phone. Carmen sat up, and jumped off the bed. "Whoa Tibby…what are you doing?" Tibby flipped it open. "I was going to call him." Carmen took the phone out of Tibby's hand and snapped it shut. "I wouldn't. I think he wants to see you in person." Sitting back down, Tibby threw her hands up. "Gosh Carmen. What am I supposed to do?" Her friend sat down beside her. "Well…I mean who can you trust more…who's in it for the long run? Stephen…the guy who lives in London, and of whom we know nothing….or Brian…the guy who knows you and still likes you? I won't go into looks…because even though Brian has grown into them…boy has he grown into his looks…he still doesn't have that…I don't know…mystery quality that Stephen has…and he also doesn't have Stephen's body…" Tibby had to cut Carmen off. "I get it! And you are right….I do trust Brian more…but the girl inside of me wants Stephen…real bad."

David had taken Stephen to the diner up the street. Stephen didn't wait before he said anything. "I'm sorry that I came suddenly like this…I meant to call." David ordered two coffees and sat back. "No. Don't worry about it….actually…no I was and still am shocked…my heart is still racing. But…I'm glad you came…" Stephen smiled. "You are?" "Yes…" David said quietly. "To tell you the truth, I've been waiting for this day to come for a long time. It was just a matter of when it came…and I guess that time was now. I know your mother died. My friend, who lives in London, told me. He was actually good friends with her." Stephen sat up and smiled faintly. "You are friends with George?" David nodded. "Yes…we were roommates in college…of course he came to college in America…I'm sure you knew that though." Stephen shook his head. "No, I was unaware he went to college…or that he had even been to the states…odd." David had to laugh. "Well, he came from money…just like Jewels…I mean Julianne…but he wanted to do his own thing. I haven't talked to him in a while…how's his business?" Stephen took a sip of his coffee. "Umm…it's great…I don't fancy the work…waking up at 4:30 in the morning to deliver the packages isn't too pleasant…" David laughed. There was a few minute of silence before Stephen spoke up again. "I…I mean….George called my mum Jewels…" "I would suspect so." David answered. He took another sip of his coffee and placed it back down on the table. "So, how long are you planning on staying here?" "I planned on not staying very long…I wasn't expecting you to be this welcoming…" David cut him off. "You can stay as long as you need to…but I need to talk to Christina about it first."

Paul had driven Lena to her house so that she could pack. He followed her up the stairs. Effie came waltzing out of her room. She ran into Paul. "Oh hey Paul…" She caught her balance and then continued on her way. Lena laughed. "She's even more beautiful then the last two times we went to the island…I fear the worst." They walked into Lena's room, and Lena shut the door. Paul flopped down on her bed. "Write me when you get there…send it to my house…I'm going back for a few days." Lena was in her closet looking for her suitcase. "I will." She found it and then came back out. She leaned down and kissed Paul. "I'll call you tomorrow before we go to the airport." Paul got up and hugged Lena. She leaned into his arms and had to hold back her tears. "I love you." Paul smiled down at her. "I love you."

Bridget had wanted to take Billy to see a movie. But he had other plans. He was in the middle of tickling her when her dad walked into the room. "Umm…hi dad!" Bridget leaped off of the couch and Billy fell off onto the floor. "Mr. Vreeland." Her dad just turned around and walked back up the stairs. Billy got up and grabbed his shoes. "That movie is looking better and better." Bridget pulled on her shoes. "You are just afraid of him." Billy couldn't deny it. "I'm not gonna lie to you."

Ok…so that's all for today. It's a pretty boring chapter, but I've been sitting here for a couple of hours…and I need to do something productive….like geometry…ha..productive! anyways…review and tell me what you thought of this chapter…if that's what you want to call it. Oh yeah……Lena's leaving for Greece…and she's going to arrive to more than one surprise…..daddadadadadada!