Wellllllllllllll......ok...where to start....college blah blah blah, payback's coming along slowly, homework, im sorry for lack of updates, feel free to shoot me now.
anyway hehe, soz it took so long i ran out of ideas and i had a random thought and well....yea. We're (Me and Val (Fox-rox1539)) are working on 'Drunken celebrations' - go readdd!!!! so just wait lol
well enjoyy

Taylor threw her hands up in the air, "Hey Sara, for being on a two week exchange trip to Harvard to learn, well we're not doing any learning AT ALL"

Sara turned the page of the book she was reading and raised an eyebrow, "Well that's not my fault now is it" she turned the page again, "blame the author, she can't be bothered to write chapters based on lessons and learning physics, especially as she's only learning biology and chemistry".

Taylor slowly raised her head to look at the other brunette, "uhh…what?"

"Hmm?" Sara glanced up from her book.

"Author?"

"What about an author?" Sara raised her eyebrow again.

"But you just said…" Taylor trailed off.

"No I didn't" Sara shook her head and went back to her book.

"Oh…o…k" Taylor flopped back onto the bed.

"And besides, off page learning is probably for the best so the readers don't get bored", Taylor leapt up.

"There you see you did it again!!" Taylor pointed at Sara accusingly.

"I'm serious, what?" Sara closed the book and set it on her lap.

"You make it sound like we're in some bad fan fiction or something" Taylor sat on the edge of the bed.

Sara shrugged, "well….I never said it was bad".

"So we're…in a fanfic?" the slight pause was broken by a knock at the door.

"What's a fanfic?" Sara raised her eyebrow again and headed towards the door.

"I have a headache" Taylor groaned and again flopped against the bed, banging her head on the wall in the process.

"Aww diddums" Sara opened the envelope she was handed, "Hey Taylor look, we got class schedules!" Taylor just threw a pillow at her.

"Sara?"

"Mmph"

"Sara"

"MMPH"

"SARA!"

"WHAT DAMNNIT!"

"No need to shout" Taylor pouted and turned her head towards the window.

"Any reason you're acting more immature than usual?" Sara closed her eyes and laid her head back on her arms.

"I looked over our schedule; we got lessons for the next 5 days".

"Well the point of this trip is to learn while you're here" She heard Taylor sigh and assumed she'd be pouting too.

"Uhh Sara…I said we'll, meaning you have to come too".

"Well duhh captain obvious" Sara groaned, "When's our first lesson?"

"Uhh…9am".

"What time is it now?"

"8:55" Sara jumped out of bed and glared at the Brit, "what's that look for?"

"I HAVE 5 MINUTES TO GET READY?!"

"I tried waking you up earlier but you just screamed at me" Taylor shrugged then grinned, "I hope you shower fast"

"TAYLOR I HATE YOU, YOU'RE SUCH A BI…" the rest of her rant was muffled through the door to the bathroom.

"Learning sucks"

"Tell me about it" Sara sighed.

"We did this ages ago" Taylor was struggling to stay awake during the lecture on some random physics thing; yea…they stopped listening to the professor when she introduced herself an hour ago.

'Boorriinngg…aww stuck inside on a good day too...' Taylor looked out the window at the nice shining blue sky, the lush green grass and the other students who weren't trapped in school wandering around the paths having fun. She sighed again and was about to turn her head away when a car pulled up outside the window, sending the reflection of the sun straight into her eyes.

"AHH THE SUN IS IN MY HEAD!" Taylor threw herself out her chair and practically jumped on the table, "SUN OF A...hehe...sun…see what I did there Sara" Sara groaned at the bad attempt of a joke.

"Hey little miss British, if you're going to disturb my class, at least do it with a good joke" the professor shook her head, a hand rubbing her temple, "Honestly you're worse than 5 year olds".

"You know, technically seeing as it's only…10am here…in England that's ...hmm…lets say 5 hours difference…yea sure why not…where was I." Taylor pouted, "OH yea, technically in England it's 3pm right…and I usually don't have any lectures or anything today. So seeing as I'm English or British or whatever you wanna call me, can I leave if I say I'm still following that time zone?" Taylor smiled and used her puppy dog eyes.

"No" Taylor pouted again, "Now sit down or it's push-ups for you".

"Push-ups?" Sara raised her eyebrow.
"Can she do that?" Taylor whispered, glancing over at Sara, who merely shrugged.

"Last chance!"

"Well can she or not?" Taylor harshly whispered again.

"Right that it!" The professor pointed to the front, "50 PUSH-UPS"

"WHAT?"

"100!"

"BUT"

"Do you want 200?" Taylor pouted and made her way down the stairs.

"1, 2, 3, that's not a push-up start over" the professor was shouting at the Brit stuck on the floor doing push-ups

"THIS IS CRUEL AND UNUSUAL PUISHMENT!" Taylor wailed.

"So is teaching you lot! Now START OVER DAMNNIT!"

Taylor was lying on her back on the bed, unable to move from the workout she was forced to do in the physics lecture.

"Why meeeeee- is that the phone?" Taylor stopped sobbing and randomly waved her arms around until she hit her mobile phone off the shelf and onto her stomach.

"Helllooo?"

"TAYYYYYYYYYY" Becca shouted down the phone.

"BECCCA!" Taylor instantly sat up; "Well that was a bad idea…owch" she slowly slid off the bed and landed with a thump on the floor

"What the hell was that, well like I care"

"What's up with you" Taylor rolled so she was on her back again, staring at the lovely blank ceiling.

"I'm annoyed!" there was a thump in the background and Taylor could faintly hear Amy swearing in the background, "I've hardly appeared!"

"Appeared in what?"

"…never mind. How's Harvard?"

"Can't complain, not a lot of learning yet though, but I was made to do push-ups in our last lecture".

Becca snorted, "Sucks to be you Tay" she sighed, "God the writer should update more then I'd probably be in more chapters".
"Writer?" Taylor's eyebrows creased together in thought.

"Yea, writer….you know…a person who writes things…how old are you, 6?"

"…" Silence was herd on both ends of the line, and as usual, it was broken by Becca.

"Hey Tay?"

"Hmm?"

"Bought me a present yet?"

Taylor just hung up and went back to staring at the ceiling.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Nothing….well….yea...nothing" Taylor huffed and crossed her arms on the table.

"You don't really sound too sure about that" Ed sat next to her, lightly punching her on the shoulder, "Now Tay, tell Auntie Ed all about it".

Taylor smirked, "It's nothing Ed".
"Ahh well can't blame a guy for trying" Ed shrugged and stole the half full…or was it half empty, can of cola in front of her.

"Yea you can, well I got to go anyway, meeting Sara for lunch" Taylor got up, dragging her bag behind her.

"Hey Tay! One question" Ed shouted to her.

"Sure"

"CAN I HAVE MY BOXERS BACK YET?"

"NEVERR"

wellll review etc, and again, any suggestions for Payback or this is appreciated!!!!! byeeee