Rach/Kell: AH! Haha. I ADORE this chapter! It was HEAPS of fun to write and i had missed teasing Tyler like CRAZY, so I was laughing a lot when writing this, laughing even more when the girls were sat at my computer and laughing too. I love to get their feedback.

Anissa(Leah) told me to stop teasing him, but Emi(alex) just laughed and highfived me :)

I love the boys and girls.

xx ENJOY!

(P.s-- when Leah and rachel are 'fighting'... that's EXACTLY how we do. At school it was hilarious one time... I held her arms while she yelled in the middle of the school quad.)

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Tyler's POV

I woke up earlier than most because of the uncomfortable position I had found myself in, "Reid… geddoff, man…" I had mumbled. Reid had snuffed and flopped over on his side, away from me.

I stumbled to the kitchen and got a drink, taking it with me as I sat on the arm of the couch, looking over the bodies lying on the living room floor. Leah was a beautiful sleeper. Many times I had stayed awake longer than her and watched her lie there, eye lids closed and frozen, eyelashes looking like rays of black light. Her lips perfectly pursed as if she was sleeping beauty, awaiting her fair prince. She inhaled softly and curled up closer to herself on the couch, tucking her wrists under her chin.

Reid had one arm around Alex's waist, his head lying above hers and other arm at an odd angle above. Pogue lay on his back. Honestly, a wonder how that boy could ever sleep. He was always on his back, or on his stomach, his bulky pecks probably would deflate if he slept on them. I earned myself an eye roll. Rachel was draped on his stomach, her arms folded perfectly, her cheek on the back of her hands.

It was an almost perfect picture…

I felt a huge gush of guilt that made me clench my teeth together. Over the last few weeks, we had met the girls and falling stupidly for them, but they looked about as stuck in this gooey mess as we were, unmoving.

We had somehow formed a little trio of couples, excluding out best friend. I couldn't remember the last time I sat down with him for a drink, or played football with him. I don't even remember the last time we raced across a pool together.

Since these girls had come in, Caleb had gone all silent and just sort of… disappeared.

I knew it hurt him a lot to hang out with us all. Smiling for the show. He missed Sarah like she'd ripped the heart from his chest. He never really understood the whole, forgive and forget. I knew that was the last thing he wanted to do, and I didn't want to either. I didn't want to forget Sarah. She had been a nice girl, fixed up my tie after almost every class and commented on my Hummer a million and one times. Yeah, she'd been a great girl to hang out with. Almost a best friend.

But her death was dragging Caleb into no-man's-land, and that's exactly what it was… NO- MANS- LAND.

None of us boys could reach him out there anymore; he'd slipped too far, the only way of trying to get to him was throwing different girls in his face, trying to find a desperate match.

Reid and I had been to a million bars and clubs in and out of town, collecting up girls, bringing them back like a box of cereal, he'd not taken any interest, so we took them back to the store.

Pogue had tried his hardest, taking Caleb everywhere with him, giving up all his time to help the poor guy, but even now, I never saw the two hang out. They used to be inseparable. That was before Rachel.

We were losing Caleb, and losing him fast. If we couldn't find him a girl over the next few weeks at school… then we were in deep shit.

Alex's POV

"Dude, we're in deep shit." I sat at the kitchen table, twiddling my fingers across from Reid, Pogue and Tyler. Rachel and Leah stormed around the kitchen, looking through cupboards.

Rachel slammed a door and it almost shattered, the things inside it rattling. "There is nothing in this place! NOTHING!"

"What do you mean?" Tyler frowned.

"There's no food, dickhead!" Reid whined, pressing his cheek to the table, "I'm going to starve to death… with her-"he pointed up at Rachel, his head still down, "-great." His had fell.

"We won't starve…" Pogue mumbled, looking at Reid sitting next to him, his elbow on the table and chin casually against his outstretched fingers.

"Huh?" Reid turned to face him, cheek still on the table.

"We're gonna eat you," Tyler grinned.

"Hey!" I yelped.

"Move," Rachel snapped at Leah, who stepped back quickly and kicking her shin on a drawer.

"OW! Dammit!" She cussed, rubbing her knee, hopping and almost falling on her face. I laughed.

"Oh don't be such a whiney spoon," Rachel poked her sides, making Leah jerk in response, yelping. I rolled my eyes and was ready to watch the show.

Leah spun around, holding out a long, slender, dark finger to Rachel's face, "Hey! That was totally uncalled for!"

Rachel looked at her for a moment and leaned forwards a little closer, "Bite me…"

Leah made an irritated yell as she went to grab Rachel, but hands caught her around the wrists as Rachel held them above, Leah's claws reaching out for her. Even though Leah was taller than Rachel by at least four inches, Rach still held her in firm grip, eyes narrowed and a clear evil smile on her face.

I laughed and sat up on the table, watching them both.

"GARR! STUPID!!! WHAT THE- LET ME- JUST YOU- AH!" Leah yelled at Rachel, trying desperately to get to the red head. Rachel looked calm, except for the laughter that was shaking her torso. I couldn't blame her, it was a hilarious sight.

"Oh Quincy… try all you might- we all know who can kick your ass," Rachel rolled her eyes, twisting Leah's arms around and spinning her, folding her arms up her back and bending her over slightly. "Check."

"ARRR!" Leah swung her arms wildly, trying to turn, but Rachel slammed her front against the fridge door. Not too hard…

"Hell yeah, bitch fight!" Reid started to clap.

"Ten on Rach," Pogue called like usual.

"I'll have to agree with you there, man…" Tyler sighed.

"Twenty on the fridge!" I called, but the boys stared for a moment, then looked away. Fine, so what that I had faith in a non-living object.

"Say it. Say that you're a weakling…" Rachel crooned to Leah.

"Reid's ass I am! I could kill you with in a second of your pathetic lifetime!"

"HEY!" Pogue laughed.

"No offence, Poguey." Leah added in an undertone, arching her back and trying to get out of Rachel's grip. She always seemed to be able to cling on hard to things she wanted, sinking her nails in and not letting go until she saw fit to.

"You know I'm stronger, faster, sexier-" Pogue punched the air with a yell at that and I snorted, "-funnier, scarier and just plain better than you. Admit to it."

"The hell I will." She grit her teeth.

"Quincy…" She pushed Leah's arm up further and the girl whimpered.

"OKAY! Jesus… you're…" Rachel waited, "…a total dork, now let me go!"

"Don't get me started on-"

"No touchy subject's Rach," I added, "that's if you value your neck…"

Rachel looked at me, then Tyler, smirked and back at Leah, "You know whose p-"

"DO NOT! I REPEAT- DO NOT GO THERE FAXON!" Leah screamed, throwing her back a bit, only for the red headed leech to cling back on.

"Come now, girls…" Reid said mockingly.

"Quincy… just because he's incapable-" Rachel started, grinning and rolling her eyes. Tyler rolls his too, one arm folded and putting his face down into his other palm.

"-Say that again… see what happens." Leah hissed.

"I said-"

"Okay, that's enough," Pogue stood up, putting a hand on Rachel's shoulder. She looked up and then at Leah.

"Dude, at least say I'm sexy. That's all it'll take."

"You're sexy! You're completely sexy! The Poguester just can't keep his hands off you, now LET ME GO!" She cried.

"Damn straight," Pogue grinned, leaning against the counter behind Rachel and pinching her ass. She squeaked and let go of Leah, I burst into fits of giggles.

After we were all done exchanging insults and "I'm so sexy I can.." 's, Caleb called and walked through the door not too soon after he hung up. Leah and him put groceries away, Rachel refusing and instead running to the plasma TV in the living room.

Power had come back on this morning, so I sat on the counter, the square hole in the wall, enabling me to see into the living room happily.

Rachel had an X-Box hooked up and four controllers lying around the room. Reid and Tyler's eyes went huge, both their asses on the couch before anyone could try to pronounce 'Bouillabaisse'.

Rachel sat on the floor, a controller in her hand and ones in all three of the boy's hands. I recognised the game Halo and rolled my eyes. Gamer girl. She was crazy.

Leah and Caleb were talking in hushed voices, I caught a stray 'he', 'stupid', 'no power'… So it was just catch-up talk.

I looked around and sniffed, spotting my converses by the door. I grinned; I think it about time someone with a brain explored the place!

Leah's POV

I was wrapping a piece of foil around my finger when Rachel walked slowly into the kitchen, getting a drink from the carton.

"Oi! There're glasses you know," I said, cringing as her lips left the top of the bottle.

She shrugged and put the juice back, sitting up on the counter, "So… what do you think we should all do out here? Apart from…." She smirked, "…the obvious."

I slapped her and started fiddling with the foil again, "I dunno. What is there to do out here?"

Rachel snorted and then started laughing. She slapped the counter with the palm of her hand and looked up, her hazel eyes glistening, "What is there to do out here? What- Quince! There's everything. We can do anything out here! That's why I thought to bring you all."

I tilted my head and bit my lip, "Right… well what would you have in mind? You know I suck at ideas." (Glares at Anissa). That much was true.

"Well… we can… go 'practise' out in the fields, we can swim near the waterfall up north a little, we can… go driving, we can hike-" she made a face that I didn't understand at that,"- um… we can go down to town if you would really like. Get some lunch or summat." She grinned.

I laughed, "How about we go to the fields. We can kick the boy's pretty asses."

"Bullshit," Reid said as he opened the fridge door, opened the same juice bottle and put it to his lips.

"AH! HEY!" I ran forwards and took it away, but his lips had already touched the top. I looked at the bottle in defeat, "In future," I looked at Rachel too, "please use a glass from that cupboard." I had pointed and Rachel raised an eyebrow.

"Dude, you've already learnt my kitchen? That's weird, man." She made a disgusted face at me, as if some kind of bad smell reached her nose. Oh wait- ew, what was that?

"Kitchens are my specialty, hon-" I cut off, looking around at Reid.

He narrowed his eyes and pulled the juice container from his lips, "What? S'not me!"

Rachel grabbed onto the door frame and swung herself into the living room, me following right behind her.

"Alright! Who torched what?!" She spat.

Pogue leaned out of the bathroom as he stood in the door way, "Uhh… Well see... I kind of… well Baby Boy…"

"Move," I hissed, walking forwards and squashing past him in the doorway. Baby Boy was at the sink, his forearm under the tap. "What happened?"

He laughed even though when my eyes touched the gross, burned and puffy spot on his arm, I almost screamed in horror. "Seems I nailed someone in a game, he couldn't take it and hit me with a good one," he raised his forearm for a moment then lowered it. "Nice one," He nodded at Pogue.

"Man, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to add in a little power…" Pogue said, his arms crossed as he still stood in the doorway.

"That was flesh I smelled burning? Oh gross!" Rachel whined and I shivered at the 'f' word.

"Are you okay, Baby Boy?" I whispered in his ear, rubbing circles on his shoulder. AND THEN WE HAVE HOT SEX AND WE LOVE IT.

He bent up and turned off the tap, making a small pained face at his arm and then grinned at me, his eyes going black and making him look absolutely smoking sexy in the 'bad boy' way, and the burned skin slowly dissolved. He gave a gasp of relief and his eyes were suddenly bright blue again.

Rachel clapped her hands slowly, "Okay! Great show! Mean while- do you think we could all go out for a little? It's getting stuffy in here."

Reid laughed, "Faxon- if you think you'll beat me, you're totally wrong."

"You want to race?" She narrowed her eyes.

"Oh, pull the other one, bitch."

"Asshole, I'll bet you've never really raced have you? Not warlock style."

He raised an eyebrow and in a literal flash, she was gone and the front door closed. I groaned and pinched the bridge of my nose, "Alright guys, you better be fast…"

I gave another sigh and closed my eyes, when I opened them I could feel the thick rim of black magic clouding them. I moved one leg, but what would have taken me at least seven or eight steps to get to the door, it only took me two.

Everyone moved so slowly around me, everything else almost in a blur. I saw Rachel out front, waiting for me, Alex laughing with her.

I caught up to them grinning, "I think you scared the boys, Rachybug."

"Did I?" She put a finger to her lip, "Oops."

I slapped her shoulder lightly and turned back to the house. Caleb had joined the boys, finally waking up and all four stood there, looking at us.

I bit my lip and grinned, "I'm guessing you've never tried that before?"

"Never- but damn it! It looks wicked." Reid beamed jogging over. He rubbed his hands together, licked his lips and then put them out in ready position, "Okay… teach me."

We stood there for a while, teaching the boys our sort of 'invention'. It wasn't anything that big, but it helped for sure when you were late to class, or when you were just plainly running for your life.

Reid got it within a few minutes, and soon was running fast in circles around Rachel, tagging her on the back of the leg every time. Sparks were sizzling off her hair again and I laughed when she tripped him, sitting on his back and pinning him face fist to the earthy ground.

Pogue and Tyler got it, smacking into each other once… twice… and then into me a third. Caleb got it too, and soon enough we were all racing around.

Alex was suddenly on Reid's back and Tyler had his hands on my waist from behind, lingering a kiss on my neck AND THEN WE HAVE HOT SEX AND LOVE WE IT. I giggled and ran my fingers through his hair, "We should be following them…"

He chuckled, "We should…"

"YOU TWO AT THE BACK!" Rachel laughed, pointed and then kept walking. We all got to a long grassy field and before I could say anything, Reid was already tripping Rachel and shooting big bubbles of air at her. Those two never quit huh.

Tyler laughed at me, "Okay, I'm going to go all the way over there, so I don't hit you."

I smirked playfully, "Oh what? You're scared? Jeez, I guess that wouldn't be a first."

"Oh, not you too." He rolled his eyes, "Just because of my nickname, doesn't mean I'm not afraid to kick ass."

I grinned, "Prove it."

He conjured up an electric ball and threw it up, catching it again, then pegging it at me. I caught it just in time, tossing it over my shoulder, "Oh please, you can do better than that!"

I shot three air bubbles at him, one after the other, quick as lightening. He dodged one, then got hit in the stomach by two. Caleb ducked in front of me, hitting my ankle with an air bubble and causing me to fall on my ass.

He chuckled and then held a hand out, "Sorry Quincy… easy target."

Rachel's POV

"You're such an easy ass, Faxon!" Reid yelled at me, shooting about a million air-bullets at me, and I dodged every one.

I twirled and ducked, spun and dropped, jumped and moved, rolled and fell. "Me? Easy? Never."

"Get off your ass," He hit me in the back of the neck, causing a crick and getting me cranky.

I jumped up and threw a ball of pure fire at his fat, ugly face (HE 'S PRETTIER THAN POGUE NAKED!!! Sorry for that…) He ducked and waved a hand quickly behind him and the fire suddenly glazed over with blue crystals. The frozen lump fell to the ground quickly with a thud. He turned back to me, "That could have been dangerous. Naughty Rachel."

"Up yours, asshole!" I threw more at him before Alex waved at me.

"DUDE! You'll send the place up in flames! Careful!"

"Just… let… me… hit… him… once…" I growled as I threw one after the other at Reid, begging the gods to let one land on his pale face. The fire balls kind of disappeared several meters behind Reid, usually before they could hit the ground, so I wasn't worrying too much.

"Alright! ALRIGHT!" Reid yelled haplessly. I giggled and lowered my palms that were hot and sweaty.

"Oi Rach," I turned, but in the same instant something hit me hard on the nose, knocked me off my feet to my ass and dripped down my face.

I glared up at Alex, who stood with her hands proudly on her hips, a triumphant smile on her cheeks. I smirked at her, half my fuzzy, fiery mane wet and the front of my white shirt, even more see-through than it had been in the first place.

Reid dumped one on the back of my head; the icy chill sliding quickly down my back was somewhat of a relief, but then Tyler turned behind Alex and in the last moment, threw another round sphere of water at me, hitting me in the chest again. He laughed and pointed, "Haah! See? Not nice when people gang up on you, is it?!"

"Shut up, Bab-" A mouth full of the stuff.

I turned over and coughed it up, spitting crazily and heaving as some had slid down my throat. Leah was now laughing as the tips of her fingers dripped silently.

Everyone started to peg water at each other, but I had my eye on one little girl…

"Buttheads…" I hissed, quickly shoving up the back of my forearm and shooting a fireball back in Alex's direction. She squealed and ran around, laughing as the thing chased her, my eyes narrowed.

"Hey! Oi! You could hurt her!" Caleb waved an arm.

"Are you kidding? My girl runs like lightening… or didn't you see?" Reid said to Caleb, arms folded.

"Alright, smartass…" Caleb grabbed the back of Reid's neck, shoving him forwards. That got Reid right in the manhood. He pushed Caleb away, glaring and baring his knuckles. "Bring it, tough guy."

"Now guys," Tyler rolled his eyes.

"Ten on Caleb," Pogue sighed.

"Never making that bet again," Tyler chuckled and peeled off his unbuttoned flannel shirt. "Guys,"

I tried myself off slightly, looking down at my see-through shirt and then meeting Pogue's greedy eyes briefly. My eyes flicked over and I used to make my shirt at leave half way dry. Leah and Alex grinned as the boys had somewhat of a "pretend" brawl.

We made it home at twilight, crowding into the house. Leah had dibbs on the shower again, before anyone else, and everyone started to line up.

The boys found the cellar and pushed the pool table and mini fridge aside, setting up a few single beds and a bunk bed in the corner for everyone to sleep, since the living room had gotten way too crowded.

I wondered around the kitchen, pulling out random things and boxes, climbing up onto the counter and opening a cupboard.

"Whoa! Okay… that's so not what I expected to see in the kitchen," I jumped and looked over my shoulder to see Tyler covering his eyes, "Shit… I came in for a drink, Rachel! Not a penthouse with the best view of Bootie Town."

I snorted and slid my knees together so that I didn't resemble some playboy bunny position and sat down awkwardly on the counter, a can grasped in my hand, "Sorry Baby Boy. You should have told me that you had a fear of white-girl-ass."

He narrowed his eyes, "Oh please,"

I laughed louder, "Just pulling your strings… " I frowned at him, "uhh… Boy, drinks are in the fridge."

He looked down as it had as he held open the oven, "Oh… Oh, I know- I just- never mind." He shook his head and walked to the fridge.

He was taking long glugs from the carton (boy, Leah will be mad…) as I watched him with beady eyes. I then smirked, looking down slightly and twirling a piece of thread between my fingers, "You and Leah have had sex, right?"

He spluttered the drink, pulling it away quickly and coughing. He covered his mouth and looked at me with angry blue eyes. He swallowed slowly, "You want to jump off a cliff?"

"Might do, Simms, but first, I would like to take a secret to my grave. How many times?"

"Do you just go around and ask people who and when they screw?" He made a face at me, shoving the carton back into the fridge.

I gasped melodramatically, pressing the back of my hand to my forehead, "Oh, I apologize… how rude thy has been… forgive me, lord." I pulled my hand away and dropped the act, "Cut to the sugar, babe. Gimme some dirt," I wiggled my eyebrows for effect.

He laughed, "You're such a crude little girl. I'm surprised Parry doesn't keep you locked up in a cupboard or something…"

"Oh, you've no idea what he does to me behind closed doors," I smirked.

"Oooh… I didn't need to hear that," He shook his head, a pained look on his face.

"I know," I jumped off the counter and grinned, skipping off into the living room.