So, yah, this is a spin-off of chapter 97. Bright and Sunny, prompted by me, 'stuckbeingrachel'! Y'all are probably gonna hate me for this.

Joy tucked a strand of brown hair behind her ear and placed her blue sunglasses on top of her head. She'd come along with the rest of the Anubis House residents but she was feeling like a third wheel around all of them so she was by herself again. Looking around the beach, she spotted Amber and Alfie, Amber lying a towel and Alfie sculpting a sandcastle. Jerome and Mara were walking down the beach hand in hand, looking back at the others every once and a while like they were checking that no one was following them. Patricia and Eddie were busy dunking each other in the salty waves of the ocean. Then came Fabian and Nina, the American was trying to tell Fabian not to switch schools so he could be with her in America, but Joy already knew he'd done it weeks ago.

She smiled at the female cashier and handed her the smoothie she'd ordered. She froze as she turned around, almost running into the shirtless teen in front of her. His sandy hair was wet and clung to his forehead and small water droplets dripped down his toned torso. He crossed his arms, muscles in his biceps flexing, and stared down at her with deep brown eyes, a smirk plastered on his face.

"Hey, cutie, where're you going, the party's over there." he jerked his head back, in the direction of where a large group of teenagers were laughing and dancing and grinding to blaring music. Joy hadn't even noticed them.

"Um, I'd rather sit over here and drink my smoothie actually, but thanks for the offer." Joy smiled, and side-stepped him so she could sit at her table.

"I'd rather you go over there and dance with Me." he retorted.

"I'd rather not—"

"Dylan, knock it off." a deep voice ordered and Dylan was spun around.

He looked up at the man in front of him and sneered. "What are you going to do about it, freak?" he asked, giving him a once over.

As he did, so did Joy. He was about her age, a couple inches taller than Dylan, and he had black hair. It was straight and fell an inch above his shoulders, bangs falling over his eyes. He smirked and Joy was immediately reminded of Jerome and Mick, this exact thing had happened between them once.

"I'll call your mother." he said simply.

Dylan scoffed, "Whatever," and stalked off to the party at the other side of the beach.

"I'm sorry about that; he's a bit of a jerk." Joy's saviour apologized, brushing his bangs out of his grey-blue eyes.

"It's alright." She assured him.

"I'm Andy Stone." He introduced himself, holding out a hand for her to shake.

"Joy Mercer." She replied, shaking his hand. She nearly jumped when she felt an electric shock run up her arm, and at first she thought he'd pranked her like Jerome and Alfie always do, but then she noticed that he didn't have anything on his hands.

"Pleasure," he smiled.

"American?" she asked.

"British?" he raised an eyebrow at her.

Joy almost giggled. "Yes."

"Yep," he nodded and pointed to her table. "Can I sit with you?"

"Um, yeah, sure." she shrugged and let him take a seat across from hers.

"Are you here with a boyfriend? Is that why you avoided my idiot of a step-brother? Or was it just because he's an idiot and a jerk and a womanizer? Did I mention he's an idiot? But what do you expect from a jock of all sports?" Andy asked, leaning against the table. He was wear a black tank top and Joy could see his tattoos climbing up his thin, pale arms to his back, chest and neck.

"No, actually, my ex-boyfriend is in Australia, so…yeah, I've been a jock's girlfriend before, not happening again. I don't think they're my type." Joy shook her head.

"What is your type?" he asked, tongue playing with the silver ring on his bottom lip.

Joy had just happened to notice the ring on his lip and the one on his nose. He also had a stud in his left ear a ring on his right ear; in the exact same place Joy had her stud that matched Patricia's.

"I have no idea." She chuckled with a shake of her head and a blush growing on her tan cheeks. "But they're definitely not a future archeologist or future football star. Maybe a vampire?" she said thoughtfully, favorite books, movies and TV shows flashing through her brain.

"Ever consider a Fallen Angel?" he questioned.

"Huh?" Joy looked at him with her dark eyebrows drawn together. What had he meant by that?

"How would you like to go out with me?"

"A fallen angel," Joy teased.

"I'll explain it later, if you agree to dinner." Andy smirked.

"Alright, it's a date." She said simply and without a second thought.

Do you hate me? I know all of you hate me for taking Fabina out of HOC for the time being and I am so sorry. But at the moment, I just haven't been able to write Fabina and Moy, my inspiration for them have left me. So that is why I created an OC for Joy. Let me know how you feel about Andy, yeah?

This drabble series has taken a turn from "prompt and I'll write" to "this is its own story, it goes where it wants". But I'm the writer so I get to choose where it goes. Now, this is still a Prompted Drabble series and I'm gonna keep it like that. You can continue to prompt Fabina and Moy if you'd like (please give me an idea and not just telling which couple you'd like. I can't write without an idea. If you expect your "prompt" to be filled when all did was say the couple name, then be disappointed, cuz I can't write without an idea. Sorry.). But they won't be very good.

Like I've told many people, Fabina and Moy were never my favorite couples, though I do ship them, I don't ship them as hard as I do Jara, Peddie and Amfie.

I'm going to make Andy a character in some of the next chapters and you guys can let me know how you think he'll do in the story. I wanted a different character than all the other ones, and a dude with cool hair, piercings and tattoos is definitely different! I'm gonna have another OC come in soon too...what do you think about that? I love doing OCs!

Review?

Thanks y'all, and again, I am so sorry.

God is not unjust; he will not forget your work and the love you have shown him as you have helped his people and continue to held them. -Hebrews 6:10

-Rachel