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Sorry if this chapter is kind of short. & sucky. But that's writer's block for you.

Upon leaving the restaurant, everyone piled into the dirty black mustang handed down to Cam after Harris left for college, Cam being the only one of the group who already had his license. Plovert won the rock paper scissors game for shot gun, and therefore got to sit up front in the passenger seat with Massie squeezed in between him and Cam. Everyone else got to squish into the back seat, which, as Kristen was quick to point out, was made to only seat three.

"You can sit in my lap, if you want," Josh offered. Kristen paused for a second, considering, before perching daintily on his knees, followed by Alicia climbing much less daintily into Kemp's lap. Following everyone else's example, Dylan sat herself in Derrick's lap, leaving Claire to sit in the floor.

"So, what do you guys wanna do when we get there?" Claire asked, feeling slightly awkward about having to look up at everyone to see their faces.

"How 'bout we go for a swim?" Kemp smirked, clearly cherishing the image of the five girls in bikinis.

"Isn't it a little cold for that?" Kristen pointed out.

"It might be too cold for the pool." Massie mused, "but there's always the hot tub!" Referring, of course, to the one located inside the Block's gym/spa.

Upon arriving at the house, the girls disappeared into Massie's room to change into some of her many designer swim suits—Dylan opting to keep shorts on over her bikini bottoms and Alicia careful to choose a less-revealing top. The boys were left to raid Todd's room for five pairs of swim trunks—Todd refusing to let them borrow them at first, but relenting when Claire promised to do his chores for a week.

"GAWD, IT'S COLD!" Dylan screeched as soon as the girls left the warmth of the house, clad only in their chosen swim attire and flip-flops.

The girls squealed their agreement, breaking out into a run and cutting across the manicured lawn to the gym/spa building. Even Alicia picked up the pace to a brisk walk to escape the frigid air. When the five of them burst into the building, shivering and panting for air, the boys were already waiting for them in the hot tub.

"How nice of you ladies to finally join us," Derrick drawled as the girls climbed into the bubbling tub.

"Hey, I don't care about how it long it takes them to put their swimsuits on," Kemp began, earning himself a few appreciative smiles from the girls. "Only about how long it will take to get them back off!" The smiles quickly dissipated as Claire, Dylan, and Kristen splashed Kemp and Alicia playfully smacked him.

"Hey Kemp?" Massie asked innocently. "Are we going camping?"

"No…"

"Then what's with the tent?" Everyone whooped and hollered at Massie's wit, and Plovert leaned over and punched Kemp in the arm.

"She got you good man," he laughed.

"Or maybe you're so whipped you think everything that comes out of her mouth is funny," Kemp retaliated. Plovert grinned sheepishly and made no attempt to deny it, and Massie, who made a rule of always keeping her cool, blushed.

Claire turned to Cam. "Looks like Massie's whipped, too!" she giggled. Cam didn't seem to find the situation very humorous, however, and Claire sighed.

Around eleven o' clock, Kendra Block stuck her head tentatively through the door.

"Isn't it a little bit late for you all to still be here?"

"Mommm," Massie whined, defiantly snuggling in closer to Plovert.

"It is a school night, dear." After a brief staring match between mother and daughter, Massie relented.

"Fine."

"You girls are all welcome to spend the night, of course," Kendra added as the ten teenagers climbed out of the hot tub and began drying themselves off with the complimentary B embroidered towels.

"No thanks." Dylan shook her head. "Like you said, we do have school tomorrow."

Once everyone had changed back into their own clothes and had either been picked up by their chauffeurs or gotten a ride home with Cam, Massie slipped into some comfy pajamas and nestled underneath her covers, palm pilot in hand. The only thing left to do, of course, was sum up today's events in a list.

CURRENT STATE OF THE UNION
IN: Hot Tubs
OUT: Pools

IN: Kristen & Josh
OUT: Alicia & Josh

IN: Cuddling withPlovert
OUT: Cuddling with Bean

"No offense, Bean," Massie said aloud, glancing at the tiny black pug curled in a ball at her feet. Gently placing her palm pilot on her bedside table, Massie clapped her hands together twice to turn the lights off.

"Sweet dreams," she whispered before drifting off to sleep.