Random Isle Esme Excursion!

Chapter 5-Arrival (Alternatively called: HOLY CRAP ALL THAT WORK AND WE ONLY JUST SHOWED UP!!! Lol)

AN: Wooow it's been FOREVER!! I apologized to the Bones fandom people, and now I extend my apologies to the unique bunch that love vampires AND Nick at Nite sitcoms!!! Sorry for taking so long!!! Anyway, sorry in advance to the iCarly/George Lopez fans, but my east coast Wizards/Nanny/Personal ("Mary Sue") bit took so long that I didn't feel like writing one for the west coast. Oh, well. I'll include mostly them in the next few chaps. Anyway, on with it! Andelez, andelez!


MANHATTAN-JOHNSON RESIDENCE

RYAN'S POV

"Kat, get a move on!" I screamed. "We need to GO!"

I stood in the middle of my foyer, yelling up the stairs at my idiot sister and her friend Zeela, who were putting on makeup or something. They were the worst of all of us; I didn't know Livvi (AN: That's Liv. The. Night. Writer. everyone!) well, but she seemed very tomboyish from what I knew. Hopefully she wouldn't care about makeup and crap.

"I'm moving as fast as I can!" Kat screamed back. I rolled my eyes, but before I could say anything, the doorbell rang. I wrenched open our ancient front door and saw Livvi standing on the porch, a cab parked behind her.

"Hey Livvi! Come on in, Kat will be right down. She's putting on makeup or something."

Livvi giggled and followed me into the living room, where Joey and Emmi sat on the couch with our stuff. "Nice place," she commented, looking around.

"Thanks," I replied. Kat came running down the stairs.

"Livvi!" she exclaimed, running to her. Kat hugged her. "Sweet hair! Where'd you do that?" she asked.

Livvi twisted her head slightly to show off her spiky black-and-purple 'do. Her bangs were cut diagonally across her face. I could see why Kat liked it; it was pretty cool.

"I went to the Holiday Hair by my house. My mom took me. She didn't like it much, but she said it was okay."

"Awesome," Kat and Emmi said in unison. I laughed.

"Jinx, you [Kat] owe her [Emmi] a soda!" I said. They glared at me.

Just then, Zeela bounded down the stairs, holding a hair straightener. "Is everyone her already??" she demanded, and ran back up the stairs. After a few more minutes of us talking, Zeela came back down, her formerly coiled hair perfectly straight, carrying her fully packed bag. Kat grabbed Joey's from the floor and handed it to him, found mine on the stairs and gave it to me, and picked up her own from the couch. We each grabbed our 2 carry-on bags and followed Livvi out to the cab. She got her things from the backseat, paid the cab driver, and joined us on the sidewalk.

"My sister should be here soon. We'll just have to wait until then." The girls talked about what they were going to do, and I watched across the street, where a similar event took place…


MANHATTAN-SHEFFIELD RESIDENCE

GRACIE'S POV

I had never in my life thought that it could take so long to pack for a vacation.

Loading Maggie's, Niles' Daddy's, and my suitcases into the trunk of our limo was challenging enough, but when Fran came downstairs with 2 bags for her shoes, makeup, and hairspray alone, we all knew we were screwed.

All in all we had about 10 suitcases and a few carry-ons for the 5 of us, but nobody remembered C.C. When she drove up with 2 extra suitcases, it's fair to say we were royally ticked off. Trying to avoid work, I slipped across the street, where I saw a group of girls about my age waiting for something. One of them was on the phone.

"What?? You promised you would…No! That's why we called you…Well, don't expect any more favors from me!" she shouted, and hung up. "Well, guess we're walking," she announced.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"We were supposed to be going to the airport, but our ride bailed. We're on our way to Isle Esme."

I stared in shock. "You're kidding. From that contest thingy?"

"Yes. Well, we were." She exhaled sharply. "Did you enter?"

"Yes, and I won! I'll be there, too!" I smiled, but she just grimaced.

"Have fun. I guess we can't go." She sighed.

I looked back over to our side. Fran was waving me over. I held up one finger, telling her to wait. I looked back at the girl.

"We're just about to leave. If you come over, I'll see if I can get you a ride."

She looked up in disbelief. "Really?" she asked. I nodded, and she smiled and stood up. "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go! Ryan, Joey, you coming?"

Two boys I didn't see came out of the bushes and grabbed their bags. The first girl, her 3 friends, and the boys followed me across Park Avenue.

"Daddy," I said, walking up to him. "These guys live across the street, and they're going to Isle Esme, too, but they don't have a ride. I was wondering…could we maybe take 2 limos, so we'll have more space and they can come with us?"

He seemed to think about that idea for a loooooong time. Finally, he answered, "I don't see why not. Go get your stuff. Niles will drive you guys.

"Yesss! Thanks so much!" I grabbed my suitcases from the trunk and we loaded into the second limo.

--WAS GOING TO INCLUDE A SCENE IN THE CAR BUT DIDN'T FEEL LIKE IT--


NEW YORK CITY-WAVERLY SUB STATION

ALEX'S POV

"Mom! Can you please hurry up?!"

It was exactly 5 minutes until we needed to go, and the whole family was still packing. I didn't get why we weren't allowed to use magic to pack our bags; it was so much easier that way.

"Alex, honey, I'm almost done. Be patient." I sighed impatiently. We needed to go. Now was not the time to be patient.

After what felt like an hour, Mom came down the stairs with her suitcases and carry-ons. She headed outside to load them into the car, and I followed her eagerly.

"Alex!" shouted Harper and ran towards me. "Which do you think looks better? The wax strawberry headband, or the wax grape choker?"

"The strawberries," I answered sarcastically.

"That's what I thought!" she exclaimed, way too excited. I rolled my eyes and climbed in the van next to her. It didn't really matter what she wore; this was going to be a great trip.

It took about half an hour to reach the airport. When we got there, it was crowded, as usual. I grabbed my suitcases and hurried to the front desk, and wouldn't you guess? Our flight was delayed.

"Well that's just great," I said in defeat. "What do we do now??"

"Well...there's a restaurant over there," suggested Dad. "Anybody hungry?"

It seemed like everybody wanted to go. Why not? I thought, and agreed to go.

My luck just kept getting worse. The place was completely full, so they grouped us up with another family...of 12. Hopefully we would get done quickly so it didn't take too long.

Mom, being the oblivious parent that she is, introduced herself right away. "Hi! I'm Theresa Russo," she said, shaking hands with the brunette woman at the adjoining table. I did a quick head count; there were 4 adults and8 kids. Not bothering to figure out whose kids could be whose, I sat down next to a girl about my age with wicked awesome hair. "Hey," I said, "this your family?"

"No, we're not related, really. This [the one next to her] is Kat, she's my BFF; that [a short girl next to Kat] is Zeela, and she's Kat's BFF; she [a blonde with geeky glasses] is Emmi, another one of Kat's friends; he [the chubby boy staring at me] is Ryan, Kat's llittle brother, and that [a short boy next to Ryan] is Joey. He's Ryan's friend. Now this [a strawberry-blonde girl next to Joey] is Gracie, a new friend of ours; that's her sister, Maggie [a 20-something currently talking to my mother], and their dad Maxwell [the British man], his wife Fran [who sounded like she had laryngitis], his business partner C.C. [the blonde next to Maxwell] and their butler [the other man who seemed t be with C.C.] Niles."

I paused for a minute. "And you just met them today?"

She nodded. "Uh-huh!" She laughed, and offered her hand. "I'm Livvi, by the way."

I shook her hand. "Alex. And this is Max and Justin, my mom Theresa, and my dad Jerry. That's my friend Harper."

"Nice, erm, choker," she commented with false appreciation. "Very...different."

"Well, she's a little loony." We laughed in unison "I like your hair."

"Thanks," she said, twisting her head so I could see the back. It was spiked out, almost like a Christmas tree, but shorter.

Suddenly, the Kat girl gasped. "Theresa Russo? Hey, you're the one who's supposed to chaperone us! On Isle Esme, remember?"

"Oh, that's right! Your father said I should meet you at the gate. Let's see...Kat Evans-Johnson, Ryan Johnson, Joey Smithson, Zeela Martinez, Livvi Baker, and Emmi...Jones, right?"

"Yes, it's Jones," replied Emmi, smiling.

"Well, I guess you'll be coming with us now!" Mom seemed way too excited.

"Mom, can we eat now, please?" I asked irritably.

"Yes, honey, what would you like?"

AFTER LUNCH...

"Will everyone boarding the 1:00 to Rio De Janeiro please report to Gate 6 at this time. Thank you."

"Come on, we're gonna be late!"

"Ma, I can't talk now! We have to get on the plane!"

"Where's my shoe??"

"My bag! It's gone! Someone stole--oh, there it is!"

"I feel nauseous..."

"You just lost the game!"

"Will you kids SHUT UP?!"

"Your mom!"

"FEATHERS!!"

"Oy, what's going on here??"

"I'm gonna throw UUUP!"

The airport was a flurry of confusion as the 18 of us rushed through airport security and onto the plane. We were riding first class. This was just getting better.

The overall flight was okay, even with Maggie getting sick and Kat losing "the game".(AN: You're welcome :)) She wouldn't tell us what that meant. Anyway, after a few days (just joking) we got to Rio. 2 families were already there, the Shays and the Lopezes. We loaded the boats one family at a time. The Shays were first, then the Lopezes, then us, then the Sheffields, and finally the Johnsons. (AN: Disregard the "listed in order of appearance" on the character list).


ESME'S COTTAGE-BLUE ROOM

JASPER'S POV

After days and days of planning, building, and cooking, Alice and Renesmee were finally ready for our guests. Just in time, too; they were due any minute now.

"Jasper, do you think I should wear the red eyeliner, or the blue?" asked Alice, walking down the hallway with a towel draped loosely over her shoulders and 2 pencils in her hands.

"How about you put on some clothes first?" I suggested. "As much as I love what you're wearing now, I don't think our guests would appreciate it."

She raised an eyebrow, looking at me suspiciously. "I'll get dressed later," she insisted. "We're alone right now."

As if on cue, the door opened. Her eyes widened and I looked at her with an "I told you so" face.

"Hello?" called a loud voice from down the hallway. "Anyone here?"

"I'm, uh, coming!" called Alice. She wordlessly asked me which color to use. I grabbed a green T-shirt from the dresser, placed it in her hand, and took the blue pencil down with me. She walked away hurriedly, penciling in the red lines around her gorgeous topaz eyes. I rolled my own and ran downstairs to meet the first guests.

Back in the white room (AN: Feathers!!), our first guests had arrived: the Shays. Two girls and a boy who all looked to be about 14 stood with a 20-something man that I guessed to be their brother and an older, paranoid-looking woman that seemed to be their mother. "Full house," I whispered to myself before greeting them. I cleared my throat, trying not to breathe.

"Hello, and welcome to your vacation Welcome Center on scenic Isle Esme! Unfortunately, your guide is not yet available, but if you'll follow me, I'll show you to your condo."

I led the 5 of them out the door, listening to their conversation. "Freddie, are you sure this is the right place? It doesn't seem right..." said the woman in a panicky voice. Freddie sighed.

"Yes, Mom. This is where the plane dropped us off, right? I'm sure the guide's just busy."

As if on cue, Alice hurried up beside me and turned to face the group. "Hi!" she said cheerfully. :"Sorry I'm late. I'm Alice Cullen, and I'll be your guide for the next 2 weeks. My apologies for the unprofessionalness of this whole operation. We're still working on this."

"How old are you?" demanded the older woman, no doubt concerned by Alice's small stature.

"I'm 22. My family is mostly vertically challenged. This is Jasper, by the way, my fiancee."

I smiled and waved at them, then slipped ahead to open the door as we got to their condo. I tried not to laugh at the woman's face when Alice had said she was 22. Obviously, she wasn't easily convinced.

"And voila, your home for this vacation," announced Alice, waving her arms at the one-story home she had built over the past 3 months. I held the door for the family as they filed in, carrying their bags. "Jasper will take your things. If you'll follow me, I'll show you to your rooms."

The 5 of them handed over their luggage and I loaded it onto Alice's makeshift luggage cart. The rest headed back to their 3 rooms. Some of the houses even had more. I shook my head in disbelief. Alice was very obsessive sometimes.

Alice went through her speech flawlessly. "In your entry, you mentioned that 3 rooms would be perfect. You are free to switch and change within these three rooms only. Out back, you will find a spacious deck, and we ask that you please meet us there in 1/2 an hour. It is 5:00 now. You may unpack your things and explore as you wish, but the meeting is mandatory and dinner will be served, so don't be late. See you then!"

We repeated this process, with only slight variations, to the other 4 families. Alice and I were ready to go at the pool deck by 5:20, and everyone else was there in 10 minutes. What happened next was a night to remember...

AN: FINALLY!!!!! Holy shizzzzles I've been writing this for a MONTH!! My bad! Anyway, the next chapter won't take too long...and it will be quicker after reviews!! So reviews!!