I looked at Jack, "Please leave the poor boy alone, and stop getting worked up over petty things such as your name? This kid could be so exasperating! "Oh I wouldn't be talking, KIMMY!" He practically spit that word into my face. I wiped off the metaphorical spit, might as well finish this. "Let's go Louis, I would love to learn more about the lovely culture and people" I looked pointedly at Jack when I said this. "I will discover here in Montreal" I said taking his arm and sauntering away, turning just in time to see an amused smirk and wink at him. Ahhh it sure is sweet to have the upper hand sometimes. "hey, but you didn't want to hear it from me-" "Shh, Milton, I want to learn it from a true native, someone who has experienced the splendor that is Montréal!" I said waving him off. I could hear Shiloh, behind me reassuring him, with a quick pat on the back and a "S'okay Red, we must, as Dory says, just keep swimming, oui?" jack scoffed, "Are you even old enough to remember that movie?" Apparently some one's still grumpy. Louis turned, "She may be young bu-""Shiloh put a hand out to stop him. "Ya know, I don't think the cry baby should be the one insulting people about maturity right now." She said in a menacing tone, getting up in his face. Rudy gulped. "Alright guys, why don't you guys take us to the hotel huh?" Suddenly Shiloh's glower turned into a smile, fit for a tour guide. "Mais oui. You will simply adore Le Fleur Francais. I believe it will satisfy your glamorous 'Californian' standards" Why does she say California like that? I looked up at Louis with a question on my lips, but it had a short life, when he gave me a breathtaking smile. "I..duh…teeth" "Woo the witty way in which you manipulate words is just astounding!" Milton jeered under his breath. I scowled at him angrily, "Say that again 'Red'" I threatened. Shiloh rolled her eyes and Louis chuckled. We are a mess aren't we, a whining black belt, a love-struck (and apparently dumb-struck) blonde, a motor-mouth nerd and a "swag-master"? Oh and Rudy, who could forget Rudy? I wonder if we were going to be the next butt of their jokes after their next family dinner of polar bear and maple syrup. I straightened my hair and gave them a sheepish smile. Sorry I'm a bit of a handful sometimes" I apologized blushing. I could hear a scoff from somewhere. Jack. Louis covered my hands with his humongous ones. What is in the water in this country? "I think I can handle it!" he said smiling. "Ah oui, tes mains sont comme une couverture au-dessous de-t-elle." Shiloh said with a giggle. And this kid is from Jamaica? Louis smiled again and laughed, "Let's get you to you hotel, shall we. I looked around, we'd been standing here in this airport parking lot for a while now, I nodded. It's about time we left. Louis led us into the car, getting shotgun. I wanted to sit beside him, but someone had to give Rudy directions so we didn't end up in, like, Sassafras or whatever (she means Saskatchewan, a province in Canada) I ended up wedged between Jack and Jerry. One who was e=actively ignoring me by convincing Milton to tell him everything he knew about our hotel. Which was surprisingly a lot and not so surprisingly, didn't take much prompting. While the other constantly grilled poor Shiloh about Canadian stereotypes, and whether or not she was truly 13. "-so then in 1832" "Are you sure you've never seen one polar bear?" "-the renovations were expensive needing many donations from the community to-" "-But I mean you're pretty tall and cute and stuff, you sure you're 13, 'cause, I am totally single right now" I could hear Shiloh mutter something along the lines of , "And I wonder why" And Jack fell asleep about a half hour ago, which didn't even affect Milton's stream of endless and pointless facts. I wished Louis would turn to me so his beauty could distract me from this chaos, but he had his hands full with Rudy, go figure. "-So you've never been in an igloo, not even once?" And then Shiloh exploded. "No! I also hate hockey have never seen a beaver. Or Justin Beiber for that matter! I actually hate cold weather and I've never seen a moose or a polar bear and I AM 13 1999 kid, deal with it! One more stereotypical crack outta you, and Imma take this here pamphlet and stick it up your not-so stereotypical crack if you know what I mean!" She fumed. "And yes I love maple syrup, whaddy'all got against maple syrup? Would you like us to take it back?" And with that final exclamation, she promptly collapsed, exhausted and tired from her rant. Milton and I looked at each other, "So much for Canadians being some of the sweetest people in the world" he whispered. "Hey! I'm still here you know!" Louis exclaimed, turning to give us a smile. "Louis what does 'Route des fleurs' mean? And it was gone. Jack moved over a bit so his head was resting on my shoulder. I looked down at him. He may be annoying, but he's still my Jack. I then laid my head on top of his ready to rest at last, and I could've sworn I felt his cheeks twitch with a smile.

So guys I now it was looooong overdue but I finally understand why some people take so long…..I'd tell you but you'll have to find out for yourself. Again I don't own anything 'cept the plot and the OC's so no sueing me kay, cuz Imma be a lawyer! Love ya Review and Rate! Or whatever bye!