CHAPTER 7

((Your wish is my command…here comes some more fluff…hahaha…I love JILEY too…this will be short again I'm so sorry…but finals are calling…only one left thank god…read and review…XOXO, CHRISTINE

p.s. obviously this story needs some more stuff to happen…here's a poll: should either of the couples fight/break up in the story?? I have a feeling I know your answeres but I just want to see…oh and in the last chapter…jake says yes dear, not Jackson…eww this is not an incest epic…thanks to all who informed me of my devious error))

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Summer lovin', had me a blast

Summer lovin', happened so fast

Met a girl crazy for me

Met a boy cute as can be

Summer days drifting away

To, uh oh, those summer nights

Well-a, well-a, well-a, uh!

Tell me more, tell me more

Did you get very far?

Tell me more, tell me more

Like does he have a car?

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Oliver was the type of guy who could just relax and have fun. He took things light-heartedly, seeing the positive sides in many negative situations. He was a good advice-giver, a vital thing needed when you have girls for best friends. He had the ability to smile and laugh, and he had the ability to cry…while laughing of course. He was cool in his own sort of way, making him an easy friend who is always there for those he cares about. He was often ridden off as weird and "unfit for a popular girl", but in reality he wasn't all that bad looking and he had his own sense of style. He was smooth as gravy and nothing ever stopped that. He was such a nice guy. He wasn't, however, an experience kisser…Here is the lesson of this next scene: Don't ever sit in separate chairs while attempting to kiss.

Oliver leaned in towards Lily's face. There chairs were not that close together, giving Lily the odd view of his open mouth before she finally realized and shut her eyes. He got really close, the back two chair legs tipped off the ground, all the weight on the front ones. They were sitting in those high chairs that go up about four to five feet. Oliver leaned even farther, not realizing that his seat was at the maximum leaning distance. He went for the kill, and as he did so, his chair tipped. He went flying into Lily, open-mouthed, causing her chair to topple backwards. He fell flat on top of her his head landing on her chest, as she began to fall flat backwards. In a matter of less than a second, Oliver and Lily were lying in the sand, covered in it. Oliver's mouth was still open, and he felt it bite something large and soft with a small point at the end. He was biting her breast. Lily winced in pain. Everybody began to form a circle around the awkward sight, laughing insanely. When Oliver realized what was going on, he quickly darted his head up off Lily's chest, scrambling to his feet, helping her up. He assisted her in wiping her sand-free, everyone around them still howling. Lily's bikini bore saliva and bite marks.

"Sorry," Oliver muttered, completely embarrassed, while staring at what he had done. It had been weird. It had been vulgar. But, he now knew that he loved Lily.

((way too short I know I'm sorry…I hope nobody was offended…just too good of an opportunity to pass up…please forgive me but my finals are calling…and so is my dinner…XOXO, CHRISTINE))