AUTHORS NOTE: Some T.I.S. references are made in this chapter, so refer back to Little Duck Lost and IOU One Galaxy if you're having some memory lapses. There's something fishy about this chapter, see if you can figure it out. Please REVIEW! This is a crazy chapter, as usual. You can review by scrolling down to the bottom left hand corner and clicking GO next to SUBMIT REVIEW. Thanks everyone. I don't own DTNG, Craig…

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"Em, your so beautiful," Craig whispered, as him and Emma kissed passionately on Emma's bed. Then, flashbacks of Sean.

"I'm so sorry Sean, but I can't. Not now."

"It doesn't feel right."

"Is it me?"

"No, not at all, you're absolutely perfect. I love you Sean, but I just can't…Sean, I'm sorry."

Emma's so pure, Craig thought, as he kissed her neck. Always good, clean fun.

Emma was lost for a moment. She was so happy to be with Craig. There was always something about him that JT or Toby could never fulfill. He was the attractive, older cool guy of the group – the one all the girls wanted, the one all the guys wanted to be. And when Craig told Emma she was beautiful, she believed it.

"CRAIG!" Emma said, shooting up, ruffling her sheets.

"What? What, what's wrong?"

"I can't have sex!"

Craig scratched his head in confusion. Too good to be true. She's a little insecure, but she's a whole year younger, what do you expect?

"God could you say that any louder!" Craig said, joining Emma at the foot of the bed. He put his arm around her and kissed her on the head.

"We don't have to have sex. I wasn't trying to get you to have sex. We were just kissing Em, chill."

"Sorry," Emma said, shutting her eyes in embarrassment. "I can overreact sometimes, after Paige's situation and all."

"Its okay, I understand. "

"I love you!" Emma suddenly blurted out, biting her lip. I've always loved you!

"I love you too. Now, where were we?"

Oh my god, that was incredibly easy, Emma thought.

"Did I tell you me and Shane had sex?" Callie said, taking another large gulp of wine and passing the bottle to Evie.

"No thanks hun, not tonight."

"Suit yourself!" she said, taking another gulp.

"Did I tell you me and Shane had sex?"

"I think you did, only about thirty times. Was he any good?" Evie asked, staring into the fire.

"Duh!" Callie replied, sinking her feet into the sand.

"That's true, I mean, he is a college guy and all. Where'd you guys do it anyway?"

"On a bathroom counter."

"Oh that's romantic. My first was in an airplane bathroom though, so I really shouldn't criticize," Evie said, tucking her hair behind her ears.

"Oh my god, Evie your earrings are gorgeous! So shiny!"

Evie giggled. "Ronnie bought them for me!"

"Yeah and speaking of sex…"

"We don't have sex."
"Still gross."

"I don't think so, I'm quite fond of these earrings. And my tennis bracelet."

"Hey Callie, did you see my new piercing?" Mischa, a friend of Evie's said, walking over from the other nearby bonfire and pulling up her shirt. "Isn't it cute?"

"Oh yeah Mischa, because you're totally not the first person in the world to get a belly button ring!" Callie shot back, rolling her eyes at Mischa's dangling star charm from her tan stomach.

"Bitch…" she said, walking away, giving Callie the finger.

Evie threw a few more logs in the bonfire, causing orange flames to ignite all around the rusty wood.

"Hey ladies!" Shane said, walking down the sand path. Tate followed behind him, carrying a large brown bag.

"For you ma'dear," Shane said, taking out a pack of Virginia Slims and throwing them at Evie.

"Muwah!" she puckered from her wooden log. Tate walked over and slumped down on a vacant log, where a tall, red haired girl soon joined him, sitting on his lap. Tate put his hands around her waist, while the girl shamelessly giggled, throwing herself at him.

He's just another dime a dozen jock, Callie thought. Now Shane, there's a real man.

"Hey Shane, come sit by me!" Callie shouted. Shane walked over and sat next to Callie, brushing some sand off his green polo shirt. Callie dropped her legs over his lap, taking another sip out of her wine bottle. Shane rolled his eyes. How cliché. What happened to your eyes? They're all bloodshot and baggy. Where's my old, knockout chick? This ugly hag isn't working for me. Callie threw the bottle on the ground, stretching out her arms. She put them around Shane's neck, bringing his face closer to hers.

"Relax honey," she said, kissing him. Shane kissed her back, his shaggy dark hair dropping in her eyes.

"You have liquor breath," he said, pulling away.

"Thanks," she said, edging off of him, swinging her legs back to the ground. Callie reached into the pink book bag beside her, pulling out a tin container. Grabbing her lighter she wrapped some weed up in some paper, and cupped her mouth to smoke it.

Evie laughed, not even caring about Callie, and looked over at Tate, who was already making out with the red haired bombshell.

"He doesn't waste any time," Evie said, studying Tate's wandering hands.

"Neither does she," Shane said, referring to Callie, though not looking at her.

Hey, he's kind of cute, Evie thought, watching Shane's brown eyes reflect in between the yellow sparks.

"What?"

"Nothing," Evie said, making a flirtatious face at him.

Shane looked over at Callie, who had well wandered off a few feet towards the shore, smoking.

"You want to go over there with Mischa and roast some marshmallows?" Evie asked, very innocently.

"Sure."

They started down the beach to the other bonfire, walking next to each other.

"So Callie tells me you and her finally had your little special moment together," Evie said, flinging her dark hair around in the moonlight.

"Something like that. That's a pretty ballsy thing for you to infer."

"I'm a pretty ballsy person. So you two are like an item now, huh?" she said.

"Uhh," Shane was stuck. Evie was really gorgeous, and Callie had lost her beauty queen edge in recent days. He looked over at Callie, who was still wandering down the beach. She was good for a throwaway, he thought. Shane studied Evie's beautiful figure and striking face.

"No. She's a little bit…"

"Naive?"

"Something like that. I was going to go with immature. Confused – trying to grow up to quick."

"I agree," Evie said, stopping. "I mean, you're so right, I don't even know what to do with her anymore," Evie lied.

"Aren't you still a kid?"

"Big difference between being grown up and trying to grow up."

"Are you going to this party tomorrow? This Spinner kid is cool. I've met him a few times."

"If you are, I am," she said, looking off into the water.

"So, my car has a really sweet sound system – wanna go check it out?"

Evie smirked and took his hand. "Yeah."

Callie walked down the shore, coughing as she watched Shane and Evie gallivant in the distance.

"SHANE? You're my boyfriend! MY BOYFRIEND!" she screamed. Callie shut her eyes. No! It didn't matter now though. Callie was so high she didn't even make an attempt to stop them. They were gone anyway. He had said he loved her. He had said she was the one. He had lied.