We all stood outside the terminal waiting for my dad. It's was a little less than comfortable. Ella got hit on by some random dude. Caitlyn noticed she left all her chargers back at the school and I don't know French to save my life. Luckily Shane got me a French to English dictionary as a gag-gift.

Jerk.

Suddenly,I felt a pair arms around and I was spun around and heard a familiar laugh.

"Dad!" I squealed as he put me down.

"I missed you Princess," he said, hugging me tightly.

I groaned and rolled my eyes, "Dad, not in front of my friends,"

"You didn't tell me you were bringing friends, so I had too. Payback,"

I laughed nervously, "Yeah, I deserved that,"

I looked over at my friends, most who were all snickering. I shot them a playful glare, making them shut up immediately.

"So when did you plan on telling me you were bringing friends?"

"When we got here," I answered with a smile.

My dad shook his head and grabbed my bag. I took that as an 'okay, that's cool'. What's he gonna do? Ground me..yeah, I think not.

I turned to everyone and introduced them. Have I ever mentioned that Caitlyn always is so creepy with adults. Well Caitlyn is always strangely polite to adults. It's kind of scary, to be honest.

We all piled into my father's SUV, the ride back to his house was a little more casual than the ride with Mr. Gray. What do you expect? One of them is my school dean and the other is Shane's future father in law. I mean my dad.

Then we got to the house there was a butler?

"Dad, you've got house help?" I asked.

"Yeah, well. Elizabeth thought it was necessary," he answered.

I..and everyone else in the car cocked an eyebrow.

He better hope that it's an assistant or something, "Who's Elizabeth?" I asked.

My dad pressed his lips together and leaned back in his seat, his hands playing with the steering wheel. The guys took it as their cue to bolt out of the car.

"Who's Elizabeth?" I repeated, expecting an answer this time.

"Mitchie, you've got to keep in mind that you're mother and I have been divorced for quite sometime. It's been a couple years,"

"Dad..who is she?"

"She's my..fiancée," he answered.

My jaw dropped. I was dumbfounded. He didn't even tell me that he had a girlfriend and all of the sudden it's like BOOM! Fiancée.

"What the fuck dad?!" I exclaimed, reaching for the door when I saw the lock drop.

Let's just say it took five minutes before I gave up trying to get out of the vehicle. My old man has too good of reflexes, damn it.

"Mitchie, it was bound to happen sometime. Beside you don't have to worry about it, we're not getting married for a long time so she'll practically be like a real mom to you by then,"

I scrunched up my nose. No way was so unknown home wrecker ever going to be like a real mom. So no. But I can pretend, just for my father.

"Don't worry, she's not here for your vacation. She's on business,"

I nodded, letting out a sigh a few seconds later, "Okay..can we go inside before my friends think we're having a big father, daughter moment?" I asked.

My dad chuckled and unlocked the door, getting out of the car. I followed suit and went to the back, beginning to get everyone bags out of the vehicle when the butler showed up.

"..Hi," I greeted.

"Sup," he responded

I grinned, for an old, gray haired guy with his nose up in the air and his English accent. He was pretty bad ass.

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"So what are we going to do now?" I asked as we had almost finished lunch in the dining room.

Everyone shrugged, "Mitchie, too tired. Jet lag. Sleep," Jason answered.

I had to admit they did look tired, Caitlyn had already begun to doze off and Shane had to stop Nate from drowning in this really weird cold, cucumber soup.

I sighed, "Well I guess we could just hang out around here. Maybe watch some French television," I laughed, "Why do none of us know French anyways? This is ridiculous,"

Shane shook his head, "Hey Mitch, how about you and I go out." he said.

Here we go again with everyone and the raising of the their eyebrows.

"I meant like..to see the sights and explore," Shane corrected.

I grinned and nodded eagerly. Shane, me plus France equals a very happy Mitchie. "Sounds good," I said coolly, taking a spoonful of the soup only to gag on it. "Maybe we should find a place for a burger or something too," I added, pushing away the bowl.

Shane laughed, shaking his head. "That's a plan,"

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Even though it was now four in the afternoon, everyone was now dead asleep. I never really noticed that Caitlyn talks in her sleep. Not just talks but has one sided conversations. You think that I'd be wondering who she was talking to. But when she keeps saying, "Oh Nate, you're wonderful," and so on and so forth. You kinda get the idea of what's going on.

I got off my bed when I heard a soft knock on the door, I opened the door and smiled when I saw that it was Shane.

"Hey, you ready to go?" he asked.

I nodded, taking my bag off of doorknob and closing the door softly to not wake up Ella and Cait.

"So..our friends are really immature," Shane said, rubbing the back of his neck.

I agreed, thinking back to lunch. If only he really meant it that way. But nope, failure. I kissed my dad's cheek on the way out as Shane took my hand and led us out to the cab that was waiting to take us into the city.

I couldn't help but blush when the opened the door for me and let me go in first, when he got in I could tell his cheeks were a light shade of pink, making me giggle a bit.

The ride was a bit silent and honestly I am getting sick of silent car rides but you can't flirt when there is some random person driving you. I insisted that I pay the fair after a quarrel with Shane.

I shrugged as I looked around the city, "So what do you want to do?" I asked.

Shane took my hand..for the second time that day, I might add and pointed to my right.

"Let's go there," he suggested.

I grinned and all I can think right now is. I love Paris and a nice sunset.

I wonder what's in Paris, France and the sunset looks great from it.