I'm just going to go straight into this chapter, with, of course, thanks to y'all who reviewed the last one. Enjoy!

July 5th

Ok, so I wasn't going to ring or arrange to see Lucas today, you know, the whole treat 'em mean, keep 'em keen trick. Plus, I didn't want to seem desperate or anything. But then I realised I already probably seem kind of desperate, considering everything I did to get him in the first place. And, for the first time in my life, I really, really like someone. Lucas is the first person I can look at and say 'That's the kind of guy I'm going to marry.'

Did I really just write that?

Anyway, I was just about to dial Luke's number, when he rang me. See, we're already on the same wavelength! I said: "Hi, Broody," and he said: "Hi Cheery. I had a great time last night. Do you want to meet up for a coffee or something?" (Note: he gave me a nickname!)

Making out in front of his mom would have been embarrassing, so I said – well, I said that, and he laughed.

"No, it would totally not be at my mom's place. How about down by the river court? I'll bring the coffee if you bring those beautiful eyes of yours."

No guy has ever called any part of me beautiful before. Hot, yes. Beautiful, no. So I was putty in his hands.

As I was nearing the court, I saw Lucas, remembered the date and also something kind of important.

"Hey, Broody, it's July 5th, right?"

He nodded and handed me my cappuccino. Extra milky and extra frothy, just the way I like it.

"How would you like to go on vacation?"

Luke just looked at me. "Brooke, you do realise we've only been dating a day? Oh, yeah, and I was going to ask, we are dating, right?"

"Of course! What did you think last night was? A shopping trip?" I smiled and he breathed out a sigh of relief.

"Anyway, so in like six days I'm going to this resort up near Carolina Beach and it's just gonna be my friend and her boyfriend, and I'm gonna be so lonely." I did my best puppy dog eyes.

"And by 'my friend and her boyfriend' you mean Peyton and Nathan?"

I wasn't planning on telling him this, but since he guessed I didn't really have much of a choice.

"Um, yeah? I know there's the whole brother thing and it's all awkward, but-"

"Alright," he said, which I totally wasn't expecting. "I wouldn't want my cheery girl to be lonely, would I? How much would it cost, though? Because some of us aren't made of money."

"Oh, no, it'd be free. We have a spare room in our villa."

Lucas looked at me and smiled wickedly. "Oh, I thought we'd be sharing one."

I'm looking forward to this!

July 10th

I've been so bad the last few days and I completely haven't written, but I've been so busy with shopping and packing for our trip and with Lucas.

No, not like with Lucas. It's crazy, but I actually enjoy spending time with him enough that I don't have to have sex with him to have fun. And plus, I want it to be really, really special, seeing as how it's his first time and, well, it's my first time with someone I actually care about.

Anyway, I've got to go – Lucas is coming to help me get some stuff ready for the trip – we're going tomorrow and I am sooooo excited!

July 11th

It happened! Like, it. So much for waiting, huh? Hang on, I'll start where I left off.

Wait, so right now I'm sitting in Lucas's truck on the way to Carolina Beach. It's just him and me; always the ones to save fuel, the nine of us alone are taking five cars. Peyton and Nathan are riding open top in the Comet, and a few minutes ago when they pulled up next to us, we had a conversation just driving along the road. It was just slightly surreal but incredibly cool.

All right, I know you're dying in anticipation, waiting for me to tell you what happened last night. Basically, to cut a pretty short story even shorter, Lucas came round to work out what I was going to leave at home so I could fit everything into three suitcases (before, it took up almost six). He took one look at me, I took one look at him (looking very hot in a blue t-shirt and jeans), and I guess we just acted on impulse. But it wasn't just acting on impulse because we were bored or anything; it was sexy and passionate and just how I wanted it to be.

He is a fantastic – well, what do you call it? 'Lover' sounds so romance novel. But whatever it is, he's damn good at it. I didn't even have to fake an orgasm. It's very hard to believe that that was his first time.

Now we're sitting in his car and just talking about everything. I guess he was right about us sharing a room, and am I looking forward to it? You damn well bet!

Ok, I know it was totallyshort and alsolate, but I had major writer's block. I'm not sure what's going to happen in the next chapter, apart from their vacation, so any ideas seriously welcome!