I guess I haven't really made Sienna the "innocent" girl that I had originallythought I was going to. My ideas just kind of flowed in a different way once i started typing, but that's okay. The story works better this way.

Disclaimer: I don't own Summerland or any of it's characters.

Braden shifted his weight uncomfortably as he entered the living room of an enormous mansion, filled with drunken teenagers. Sienna was brightly leading the way across the party towards a small group of girls who were, of course, beautiful. Braden didn't know how he really ended up here. He had asked Sienna to hang out and then she said that they could stop by her friend's house to watch a movie. Braden let out a humph, movie my ass, he thought to himself.

"Braden stop standing there looking dumb, we have enough boys doing that tonight, we don't want you to do so too." Sienna sighed and pushed him closer toward the girls who were blatantly staring at him. He could tell they were judging him and he hated that feeling. He didn't really like these people, they seemed stuck up and Braden didn't enjoy surrounding himself with people like this. He also wasn't appreciating Sienna's patronizing tone. He wasn't in a good mood and he couldn't really point on the reason why. He was out with Sienna right now, wasn't he? He should be ecstatic.

"I want you to meet my friends, Braden," she said this in a kinder manor this time. Thank God she wasn't mocking him for once. "This is Judah," she pointed to a girl who looked like a slightly shorter version Paris Hilton. Hopefully this girl was a tad smarter than the celebrity she resembled or else he didn't think he could be around her for more than five minutes. "and This is Demi," this girl was obviously Italian or something of the sort thought Braden, as he admired her complexion. She had that magical tone to her skin and her smile seemed so white that it was mesmerizing. Still, she wasn't as beautiful as Sienna, "and here is Cecily," a girl with warm brown hair and soft round eyes looked at him coaxingly. Her softness made Braden ignore that she wasn't as pretty as the girls around her. She seemed to notice his intent stare on her and she blushed. "Now if you're done staring at darling Cece…" Sienna began.

"I wasn't staring; I was just trying to be nice," stated Braden hotly even though he knew she was right.

She completely ignored him as she turned and exclaimed, "And this hottie over here is Vegas!" The girl that Sienna pulled quickly towards her was utterly beautiful. Her red hair was so long it completely covered the top half of her long slender body. Braden had to admit, Vegas was gorgeous. Her grey eyes stared at him, trying to make eye contact with him, and when he finally looked at her straight on, he noticed that there was a hint of lavender that shone brightly in her eyes. Damn, she was beautiful.

The girls all sort of formed a circle around Braden and he couldn't help but feel a little like a Pimp. "So how come we haven't seen you before?" asked the Italian girl that Braden thought he remembered being of the name Demi.

"He's a surfer" cut in Sienna simply, but the girls around him nodded in understanding as they looked him up and down again. Braden had no idea what his being a surfer had to do with anything but he said nothing.

As a trey of drinks went by, Sienna thrust one into his hand and told all of her friends to take one too. Braden was slightly surprised by her sudden bossiness and wanted to know something. "Is this your house or something?"

"No, why would you say that?"

"I dunno, you were just ordering your friends around like you owned the place so I thought…"

The Vegas girl laughed and said, "He's got a point, Sienna."

"When you're right, you're right!" she said throwing her hands up as if in defeat. "But you humor me Vegas, by letting me order you around in your own house."

"This is your house?" asked Braden. He was surprised that anyone could live in this place. It seemed as if it would be quite the work out to go from the end of one room to the other.

"Yeah, are you impressed?" she paused and after seeing him nod she added slightly slurred from the alcohol, "You should see the pool!"

"Oh my god Vegas, you have to show him!" added Sienna who Braden noticed hadn't taken a drink. He however, was gladly grabbing a second drink while the Vegas girl dragged him away from Sienna.

She gave him a lopsided smile as he was being dragged away before turning to talk to her other friends. So that is why he had been taken here. She had wanted to set him up with one of her friends. He frowned; that obviously meant that she didn't really care for him in that way, yet. But did it really matter? Why should he go for Sienna when Vegas was just as gorgeous and she actually wanted him. Sienna mocked him too, which, even though he only knew her a day, annoyed him to no end at times. Vegas didn't seem very annoying at all.

Braden grabbed a third drink as he topped off the second one and grasped more tightly to Vegas's hand. When they arrived to the pool area, it was secluded and no one was in there. Usually at parties a pool was the first place everyone went. "How come no one else is here?"

"Because I didn't want it to get trashed so I told everyone it was being fixed," Vegas gave a slight smile as she stumbled backward. She caught herself and started laughing, "I am such a sloppy drunk!"

"If you're not sloppy, then you're not drunk," Braden forgot where he had heard this saying and he racked his brain to remember. Maybe he was just clever and thought of it himself, Yes, that was it, he told himself. She seemed to find this hilarious and fell to a pile on the ground with laughter. He started to chuckle uncontrollably as well and fell to the floor next to her.

Soon the laughing stopped though and he forgot why he was on the ground. It seemed like a weird place to be, but Braden just stared at the sky, aware of how it seemed to spin. Those were some damn good drinks, he thought to himself.

"I want to go in the pool," said Vegas, "I am getting hot" She was rubbing the skin on her arms which Braden thought was dumb because you do that when you're cold, not hot. He giggled like a little school girl as he thought to himself that she was more of a Paris Hilton than Judah was.

"I am hot too," he said suddenly forgetting what he was thinking. He totally abandoned thinking from that point onward though. He jumped into the pool with his clothes still on. As he plunged to the bottom and rose back up to the surface he spotted Vegas laughing at him.

"You are supposed to swim naked, silly!" Vegas snickered and Braden realized that she only had her panties on. She slowly slipped them off and got in the water as gently as a drunken girl could. She waded towards him and he slowly took his shirt off. He was drinking in the sight of her walking seductively to him, her breasts rising slowly with her breath. The last thing he remembered, was thinking to himself that Sienna's friends rocked!