A/N: I know, I know I haven't updated in a fucking month. This story is really hard to write for, but I am not giving up! Blame writers block for the delay.

The rest of the day passed by quickly and was uneventful, much to my pleasure. I was in a much better mood than I was this morning. I think Spencer finally got the message.

The five of us were riding in Wade's car. Him and Linay in the front, Justin, Randy, and I in the back. I was in the middle.

"So, Justin, how did you like football?" Randy asked. Justin tried out for football today, and to my knowledge, he made the team.

"It was pretty cool. I love all sports in general, so football practice today was pretty fun," He smiled. God, I just loved his smile. Wait, what?

I've been thinking those types of things ALL DAY about him. What the hell is wrong with me?

My thoughts were interrupted by Wade's SUV parking. I looked out the window. I gasped. "Randy!"

"What's wrong?" He asked, turning his head toward me, complete confusion on his face. I jabbed my finger on the window.

"Hey watch it! Those windows were expensive you know!" Wade said.

I ignored him. "Dad's home!" I shouted and smiled. My father was ALWAYS away on a business trip, so I only saw him one week out of each month, at the most. I wish I could see him more, but it is what it is.

"What? He isn't supposed to be home for another week!" Randy exclaimed. I shrugged and basically leaped out of the car as careful as I could. I hurried up to the door and burst through it. The others followed suit.

"There's my baby girl!" I heard my father shout. I turned my body towards my dad.

"Daddy!" I exclaimed. Yes, I still called my father daddy sometimes. Don't judge me. I hopped towards me and threw my arms around him. He chuckled.

"Have a nice trip?" He said, referring to my leg. I rolled my eyes. Mom already must've told him. "Randy my boy! How's my son doing?" Dad said, giving Randy a hug.

"I'm fine Dad," He said, hugging our father back.

Dad went up to Wade and shook his hand. "Good to see ya again, British boy."

Wade chuckled. "You too, sir."

"How you doing Linay?" Dad asked, giving Linay a side hug.

"Pretty good Mr. Orton," She smiled.

"Good. Oh here now. Who's this fine young man?"

"My name's Justin Gabriel sir. I just moved from South Africa and now live across the street," Justin said, offering his hand. Dad looked at it and scoffed. He then proceeded to bring Justin in a full on hug.

"Dad!" Randy and I groaned. See, my father was a very affectionate man. Whenever somebody moved into the neighborhood, instead of just shaking their hand, he hugged them. It could be quite embarrassing sometimes.

"South Africa, eh?"

"Yes, sir. Cape Town to be exact. Born and raised," Justin said with his head held high. He must be very proud of his country.

"I see. Well, I hope you like California, my boy."

"Thank you sir!"

"So, where's Spencer?" Daddy had sneered his name. He never liked Spencer.

"Oh, uh we actually broke up a few weeks back. It just wasn't working out. Just a nice break up," I lied. That was quite far from the truth. It in fact, was not a gentle break up in the slightest.

"Good riddance. That boy was trouble anyway. You deserve better. Like this boy Justin," He clapped Justin on the back. Justin turned bright red. I groaned and covered my face with my hands, also turning pink.

"Oh Bob, leave them alone. Come help me with dinner," Mom said.

"Okay, okay," Dad followed Mom into the kitchen.

"I'm sorry Justin. My Dad can be so embarrassing sometimes," I apologized.

"Ah, it's fine. Listen, I probably should get home to my mom now. Bye everyone! See you in the morning," Justin said. We all said goodbye to him as he disappeared out the door. I nudged Linay.

"Let's go upstairs to my room," I said, the guys were already starting to play a video game. She nodded and we trudged upstairs. She opened the door to my room and we flopped onto my bed and flipped on the T.V.

"Can you believe my dad said that? So embarrassing," I buried my face into the pillow. She laughed.

"That's how dad's are. Besides, it wouldn't be a bad idea. He is pretty sweet. Not to mention smoking hot," Linay winked at me. I threw a pillow at her head. She was right, though I wasn't about to admit it.

"How would you like it if Wade heard you?"

"He isn't even up here. I'm just stating the truth anyway. He knows my heart belongs to him."

"Whatever. I'm just not ready to date yet, that's all."

"He's not going to be single for long, Lil. I can tell you that."

"Shut up! How do you even know I'm attracted to him?" She gave me a look. "Shut up!" I repeated. She laughed.

"Whatever you say Lily, whatever you say. But when the day comes, and he's not available anymore, don't come crying to me."

I scoffed. "What day? Why would I cry to you?"

She shrugged. "You'll see."

I eyed her. She was being suspicious, and I didn't like it. Linay caught me looking at her. "What?"

"What are you planning?"

"I'm not planning anything."

"What are you thinking?"

"I'm not thinking anything!"

I turned my attention back to the television. "Whatever you say, Linay, whatever you say," I mocked her. She rolled her eyes.

"If I was planning something, which I'm not, what in the world would I be planning?" She asked. Huh, I didn't think that through I guess.

"I don't know. But I know I'm not going to like it, if you're planning something."

"I'm not!"

"Whatever."

Linay made her way over to my computer and switched it on. "Anyway, you're going to need to snatch Justin up soon, before one of the sluts do."

"I'm not going to snatch him up!" I exclaimed. Could she not understand English?

She started clicking the mouse all around. "One of these days, Lily, one of these days."

"One of these days what?"

"You'll see."

"Why are you being so obnoxious today?"

"I always am," She laughed. I looked over to the computer. She was on some sort of social networking site. "Why are you being so defensive today?" She retorted.

"I am not!"

"My point exactly."

I glared at the floor. "You really get on my nerves sometimes."

"That's what best friends are for!" She replied happily.

I changed the subject. "What are you doing?"

"I'm on Facebook, looking through different people's profiles. Oh look! Justin has one!" She said. I immediately rolled over on the bed to where the computer was located.

"Really?"

"Somebody's eager."

"Shut up. What does it say? Does he have pictures?" I questioned.

"So many questions. Oh look! Here's a picture," She clicked on it. It was of him in a tank top and hat. He was flexing one arm. Damn, did he look good.

"Daaaayum. He has muscle. Does he look sexy or what?" Linay said, voicing my opinions. She looked over at me. I had my eyes practically glued to the screen. "Lily, your drooling."

I felt my chin. It felt wet. I blushed bright red and wiped my chin. I buried my face into a pillow, and for the hundredth time, I simply said: "Shut up."

A/N: Chapter FINALLY finished. Hoped you enjoy it!