"I think we should be…you know, friends"

Quinn didn't look him in the eyes –

She couldn't

"What do you mean, friends?" Craig's face started getting strawberry red. He sounded hurt.

Both of them were standing near the waterfront. Quinn's hands on her hips, Craig's arms folded. Beads of sweat were running down her face. It had to be at least 97 degrees outside.

The fact of having this on her shoulder's for the past two weeks was a very mentally draining thing. Not to mention, having three very hot college guys staying next door wasn't helping her either.

She didn't really want to explain being friends with him. She simply wasn't interested anymore. Living together was a terrible idea from the beginning, even if it was just for the summer.

Craig turned away from her and dug his foot into the sand. He mumbled something Quinn couldn't understand.

"What?" She was getting quite irritated with him; he was acting like a seven year old

He turned around. "I feel the same way" It seemed like it took him forever, just to speak one sentence.

She gulped. He felt the same way? But, they were in love? Well, not anymore, but he was supposed to be in love with her.

"Wha…what do you mean, you feel the, same, way?" She dug her hands into the pocket of her shorts.

"You're right. Being friends would be totally better"

"Okay…"

"Alright then Quinn, I'm heading up"

His hair was straightened and he looked better than ever. Why was she letting him go?

"Okay, see you later then"

"Yep. Bye"

"Bye Craig"

She plopped down to the sand. They were actually broken up. They had gone from being engaged, to being friends. She hadn't expected to feel this way. Every single kiss was replaying in her head. Everything they had been through for the past few months. He was there for her every step of the way, and she simply had taken it all for granted.

She got up and walked over towards the cottage next door. This is what she wanted right? She wanted the college guy, with the big muscles & shaggy hair. Craig was soon forgotten and turned into a distant memory.

Cody came running towards her. He took his arms out and greeted her warmly.

"Hey" The soft whisper of his voice made her shiver

She stepped back and got a hold of herself.

"What's wrong…where's curly?"

She knew he was referring to Craig. "He's gone…"

He tried to act sympathetic. She could tell he was faking it. "Oh, gone, where did he go?"

Cody looked so cute in his orange & white polo shirt. His khaki shorts were swaying with the wind. He was the dream guy of every girl, or at least of Quinn's dreams. He liked her and she was falling for him. End of story.

She looked over towards the lake. The sun was starting to set now, and it was getting dark. This was the most romantic time of the day. Memories washed back into her head of Craig. Two days ago they had made the most amazing love down on the beach. And the night before that, Craig had shared the song he had written for her. It was a special place this beach, that it was.

"We broke up…" She squeaked. Tears were breaking down the creases of her eyes.

He hugged her. She looked over towards Craig's cottage. Emma, Hazel, Jimmy, Ellie, Marco and Craig were all having a blast. He didn't even show a bit of remorse or sadness. They just went on with their day, having a good 'ol time.

"Are you okay?" He started rubbing her back.

"I'm fine, I'm fine"

"You wanna come up and talk about it?"

"To your cottage?"

She did. She could prove to Craig that she wasn't sad either. She knew what they were going to do. Why else would he ask her?

She wiped her tears away. "Sure"

He took his arm out. "For my lady"

She hooked onto his arm. He was warm, but his skin was rough. It was going to be a wild ride, being with him. She had to prove to herself that she was over Craig. After all, she was the one who wanted this. They walked a slow and steady pace up to the cottage. Quinn revealed all of the details of their break up, while he didn't say a word.

Craig sat by the fire and looked over next door. He didn't like that Cody guy one bit. He was still in love with Quinn, but would never admit it. If she didn't like him, he would find someone else. After all, that's what she had done.

"Ellie, can I talk to you about something?"

Ellie tugged at her curls. What could Craig possibly want to talk to her about?

"Sure"

"No, I mean somewhere else. I think inside would be better"

Marco's face instantly lit up. He knew what Craig was up to.

"Alright"

Craig led her by the hands inside. Hookup, number one he thought to himself.

Who would be next, he thought. Who would be next?