Chapter 6: The Keiblers'

2 Weeks Later...

Randy had gotten a lot closer to their group. He did want to get closer, he wanted Nikki so badly. He's shared a few laughs with her, and after the incident at the club in SoBe, he began to see the soft side of Nikki. All he saw in her was beauty, brains and strength. He then saw that she was sweet, well... Bittersweet.

"Hey! How's ya doin' Nikkerz?" Randy had caught up to Nikki after a crowd of screaming fans.

"I'm all good. Gosh... Fans can get a little pushy sometimes huh?" Nikki signed another autograph.

"Yeah, but, we're here for them." Randy had to yell over the screaming fans.

"Agree with you there my man." Nikki smiled for a photo-op.

The security guards had pulled Nikki and Randy from the scene, and pushed any fan that wanted more.

"It's like war out there!" Nikki took off her coat.

"Yeah..." Randy took Nikki's luggage. "I'll get that for you."

"Thanks." Nikki saw Stacy running up to her.

"Look look! I got a cover shot in Cosmopolitan! I look glam don't I?" Stacy showed her older sister the magazine.

"You look hot!" Nikki pretended her finger was sizzling.

"Umm... Sis? Who's that guy you and them hang out with?" Stacy asked.

"Oh, you mean Randy?" Nikki corrected her.

"Yeah. Don't you think he's hot!" Stacy squeeled.

"Maybe. He's a close friend. Just can't keep his hands off the ladies." Nikki informed.

"Hmmm... I want that." Stacy spotted the security guard beckoning her to come. "Whoopsie... I gotta go. I'm going out to meet the fans. See you!"

"Later Stace." Nikki waved goodbye. Then Randy came around again.

"So..." Randy began.

"Soo... What?" Nikki picked up the conversation.

"I was thinking maybe you and I..." Randy couldn't find his words again. At least I'm not stumbling! He thought.

"Me and you could what?" It was obvious Nikki had no idea where this was going.

"You and I could... go out to dinner? My treat?" Randy added the "my treat" part. He really wanted this date.

"Thanks, but no thanks. I think I'll pass." Nikki stopped. "Ooh... There's one in lingerie." Nikki wanted to distract Randy. She hated it everytime he asked her out.

"WHERE!" Randy lokoed around. Nikki pointed to her. "COME TO PAPA!" With that, Randy walked away.

2 Months Later... Malibu, California

Nikki and Stacy had went home to their hometown of Malibu, CA. The English consolate was throwingMr. Keiblera birthdayparty in London, and their mom wanted them to gussy up at home for the bash. Neither John nor Trish could make it, and Randy cancelled all his plans to be with Nikki the whole weekend.

DiNG DONG!

The door of the mansion had opened and all 3 stepped inside. Stacy loved the smell of home, and Nikki cherished her childhood memories growing up here with Trish. Stacy and Randy soon saw Mrs. Keibler running down the stairs with arms wide open.

"MY BABIES! You're home!" Mrs. Keibler hugs Nikki and Stacy. "And... Who is this fine young gentleman?" Mrs. Keibler went over to hug Randy.

"Oh, he's a new addition to our circle." Nikki smiled and went upstairs.

"OK. You can get ready and all in one of the guestrooms upstairs, it's in the south wing. Nikki's room is in the west wing, and Stacy's in the east wing. I'll be in the north wing so stay away from there." Mrs. Keibler snapped her fingers and the butlers came over to pick up their luggages and brought them upstairs.

"Where would you like to stay monsiuer?" The butler said in a French accent.

"Ummm... Wherever?" Randy said puzzled.

"This way monsiuer." The butler led Randy into a room that had a theme of the color blue. "This is the BLUE room. Any questions?"

"Yeah, I noticed. WOW. Thanks, I tihnk I'm good." Randy was astonished. Not only was the downstairs beautiful, the upstairs was too.

"Wow... Stacy and Nikki grew up in a rich family. Nice house, she's got a gorgeous mom, and they have butlers! I wish I grew up like this." Randy thought he had whispered but Nikki heard.

"Maybe a little too filthy rich dontcha think? And thanks, my mom does sport the rockin' bod. She after, use to be one of the top fashion models, she's now a designer." Nikki paused."Hungry? The intercom on that wall there has a button that says KICTHEN. Just press the button and wait for someone to answer. Then place your order. That simple. Oh, and if you need anything, I'm in room 4 so just press 4 over there to page me. Feel free to raom around the house. Just make sure to knock first before you enter a room. Backyard's open for business too. I haveta go, I have to get a fitting for my outfit." Nikki walked out of the room.

Randy ran after her. "So wait, you're just going to leave me here? With butlers, chefs and maids?"

"Yeah. Enjoy it! Plus, you're not the only one here. My brother's here. Later." Nikki ran out of the house.

"Hmm... Cool." Randy stepped onto the stone floor in the backyard.

Randy looked around. It was breathtaking. He'd never seen anything so beautiful. Beautifully landscaped, with lush trees and flowers, all tended by a gardener. A sleek jacuzzi, still bubbling, seems like someone has just used it. Randy walked down to the game house, where there was an arcade, billiards, a bar, go karts etc. It was like a little boy's dream. He then went into the harbor, where he went into the party house, a huge house that was used for throwing parties. Randy knew now how their house was kept so clean, their parties were held here. He stepped onto the beach, and felt the white, sparkling sand. It slid off his hand like a blanket would. He then saw the private yacht named Merriweather, 4 shiny jet skis and a hut used for storing all the boating stuff. He could see tha hrizon of the Pacific Ocean, and for some reason, it had calmed him down.He spent an hour touring the whole place, and the whole time he wished he had grown up here when he was young, and that Nikki and Stacy are crazy for leaving this place, it's like paradise. Randy stepped back inside, into the kitchen, where he was met by a teenage boy.

"Who are you and what are you doing in my house?" the teen asked.

"I'm your sister's friend." Randy answered.

"She finally went for it huh?" The boy hesitated, knowing he forgot something. "Name's Ryan. 17. The second youngest." Ryan stuck out his hand, Randy shook it. "Whoa whoa dude. Don't break the guitar hand." Ryan took back his hand.

"You play guitar? You in a band?" Randy asked.

"Yeah. Practically everyone that plays a guitar is in a band. If not, they're just nuts." Ryan stuck a huge spoonful of Cherry Garcia into his mouth.

"Hmm. Wait, if you're the second youngest... Then who and where is the youngest?" Randy really liked the Keiblers, to him, they were like a perfect family he has always wanted.

"That would be me." A girl with a big hoopskirt and heavy makeup tripped into the kitchen.

"Uh... Hello. I'm Randy --" Ryan cut off Randy.

"Nikki went for it!" Ryan winked at his sister.

"YES! Welcome! My name is Jeanine." Jeanine saw the awkward look on Randy, she noticed he was looking right at her outfit. "Oh. About the outfit and makeup, this isn't me. I'm a broadway star, well, up and coming, and I am jsut fitting on this costume for our school play." Jeanine patted her hoopskirt.

"Let me guess... Romeo and Juliet?" Randy laughed. "I was Romeo when I was in middle school."

"Cool! You're right. I'm Juliet, obviously?" Jeanine fixed her hoopskirt. "I saw you over my window and thought that I would say a howdy hello."

"Thanks. Soo, you're the youngest right?" Randy wanted to make sure, he didn't want to mix them up, especially soon to meet their father, he wanted to make a great impression. Mr. Keibler might think that Nikki and I are a couple. That's just what I need. Randy like the thought of this.

"Yeah. Nikki's the oldest, then Stacy, then Ryan, then ME!" Jeanine said in a falsetto tone.

"Wow... You've got a fine voice there." Randy was amazed.

"Thanks, Stacy got me into musical. Nikki got me into the whole broadway thing." Jeanine said.

"Take these dresses up to their rooms and can you fix it up? Thank you." Mrs. Keibler's voice can be heard in the kitchen.

Stacy walked into the kitchen and sat on the counter. Stacy snatched the cherry Garcia from Ryan and took a bigger spoonful than Ryan's.

"HEY! I was eating that dude!" Ryan tried to grab the ice cream.

"Well, now I'm eating it." Stacy stuck out a tounge.

"GET YOUR OWN!" Ryan grabbed Stacy's skirt on accident and she screamed.

"What the fuck! I already have my own, right here." Stacy waved the ice cream in the air.

"Hey! Kids, no cursing! You may be adults now, but you're under my roof, therefore you're under my rules. By the way, everyone needs to sleep early tonight! We're leaving tomorrow at 7 am sharp. You not ready, you go bye bye. Stacy honey, I got your dress covered. Nikki..." Mrs. Keibler turned around to talk to Nikki but wasn't there. "Oh well, your dresses will be fine. The limo will arrive at 7 am so be ready! Girls, dresses are ready, makeup will be provided by the consolate, and Randy, Nikki picked the tux out for you. Goodight everyone." Mrs. Keibler went upstairs.

"Sooo... Did you find everything OK? What'd you think of the house?" Stacy hopped off the counter and threw out the carton.

"Yes! I love this house! And no, it's not a house, it's a MANSION! A MANOR! A RANCH! I DONT CARE BUT I LOVE IT!" Randy screamed.

The Keibler siblings just stared at him.

"Wow... You sure do have big dreams." Ryan scoffed and left the kitchen. Stacy and Jeanine just chuckled and left tp go upstairs as well. "Oh, hey pal. 7 am." Ryan pointed at Randy.

"7 am. I gotta get up at 5." Randy went upstairs to get ready for bed as well.