This is when they finally get to the beach! And I might not be right about the scenery!

I don't own House of Anubis (or anything else, so don't sue me).

Fabian's POV

After a breakfast the Waffle House, we all headed to the beach. It wasn't long before we payed and then finally pulled up into the full parking lot.

Everyone practicly leaped out, as if they couldn't wait to jump in the ocean.

When we all got our things (a beach towel for must of us, unless you were Amber, who had a big white beachbag) we headed toward the beach, and the sidewalk was hot enough to boil eggs on. I could feel it through my rubber flip-flops.

"Look!" Came Amber's ear-shattering squeal.

I have to admit, the secenery was impressive- golden sand, sparkling water, and cloudless, bright sky, exactly like it was in the movies.

"Amber, enough of the squealing," said Patricia.

We had finally found a clear spot on the beach, and I was pulling off my white shirt, when I looked at the girls. And almost had a heart attack.

They had ditched their cover-ups, revealing their bikinis. I mean, it wasn't like they were being rude or anything. How do I put this? They had everything... covered up. That pretty much made them better than ninety percent of the other teenagers.

"C'mon guys!" Nina looked at the ocean, an excited gleam in her eyes.

"Why, is the American happy to see her home?" teased Jerome.

"Yes. Now let's go!"

We took off into the water, the cold ocean crashing down on our legs. The sea water was deathly cold, compared to the hot atmosphere.

"Something's moving under my foot!" screamed Amber.

Nina stopped to look at her for a second. "Amber, that's the sand."

Fact: When salt gets in your eyes, it stings. Nina kind of forgot to tell us that. We learned that eventually.

Anyway, at the hotel, Mick was pursueing me about going out with Nina.

"It's been a year, Mick," I reasoned with my best mate. "Let it go. Besides, I kind of found another girl I like, and I'm thinking of asking her out."

"What? Since when?"

"The dance."

"You mean that girl you were talking to? Yeah, she's pretty. But still... you're moving on from Nina?" When Mick saw my face, he changed the subject. Well, enough. "So, what's the name of your girl?" He sat back a little.

"Um... I don't know."

Mick looked like he was going to burst out laughing when there was a knock at the door, and the door opened gently.

"Hi," said Joy. "Can I talk to you... alone?"

My roommate nodded and left the hotel room.

"So, what did you come for, Joy?" I asked her.

"To get back my ring," She smiled at me, while my eyes widened.

"You mean... you... you? You're her?"

"Yeah. It's me," Joy the said "The ring's my grandmother's," in an American-British accent. She sounded a little differant than she did at the dance, but I didn't take that into consideration. I was just happy that I had found the beautiful girl from the dance.

"You know that the dance was amazing to me. I fell in love. And now, I'm asking... will you step out with me, Joy?"

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Evil Joy. The next chapter will probably come soon because I now have inspiration.

~RosePedal51