Melted Butter

Massie was sitting on a bench, checking her button nose for shine. The Florida sun was shining its brightest and she was so over it. The Pretty Committee- minus Claire- was preparing to leave Disney World and go to the beach. Kristen was dying to buy a cute Cinderella shirt because Cinderella was quote "exactly like me- she was poor and had a strict mom" unquote. Kristen's mom used to be a total prude but after Kristen stood up to her, she lightened up. And her husband's well paying job helped. Massie's friends were seriously starting to give her a major headache.

After another 30 minutes, the group was at the beach. The boys had opted to stay and chill at the hotel but the girls wanted to work on their tans. This was the perfect opportunity to dish gossip and juicy stories.

"Do you guys think Claire overreacted earlier?" asked Alicia.

"Ehmagawd, yes. I mean come on- it's a guy and it's not like it's the first time he's cheated on her. She needs to get her head out of the clouds and realize he's a total dirt bag," Dylan replied, rolling her eyes.

Massie turned over to work on her back. "I love Claire and all but sometimes I think she needs to learn- he isn't going to change and she needs to get over him. Hey Leesh, have you talked to Rob lately?"

"Yeah. He is here and I told him to meet me on the beach." as if on cue her phone dinged saying she got a text message.

Rob: Hey. Where r u?

Alicia: in front of lifeguard tower. u'll see me.

A tall boy with shaggy blonde hair and black trunks made his way over to them.

"Hey, Leesh."

"Ehmagawd! Rob!" Alicia squealed. She stood and threw her arms around him. "These are my friends Massie, Dylan, Kristen and Claire is somewhere. Come sit." Alicia patted her towel.

Massie, Dylan, and Kristen glanced at each other. They all were thinking the same thing; that there was something suspicious with this Rob boy. Rob pulled Alicia into his lap and wrapped his arms around her. 'This guy is way touchy feely,' thought Massie. She was definitely going to keep an eye on him.

Claire stood on the balcony and looked out at the beach. She didn't know what to do and was depressed. Sighing she rested her head on her arms. Suddenly she felt something squishy hit her left cheek. Looking up she saw the boy from the elevator standing on his balcony. He had thrown a melted package of butter at her and was smiling cockily.

"Would you leave me alone? You're starting to piss me off!"

"Hey that was for slapping me." The boy threw another one. "And that was for fun."

"Gawd what do you want?"

"Well I wanted to get you back. And you seemed sad." The mysterious boy moved to the side of the balcony closest to Claire. He now was only about 5 feet away. "My names Colin. What's yours?"

"Well Colin, it was nice talking to you. Now leave me alone," Claire replied ignoring his question. Marching back inside she shut the door to the balcony, slipped on her flip- flops and opened the door. Colin was standing right there.

"Ahh!"

"I'm not that scary, jeez. You didn't tell me your name."

"It's Claire."

"Well Claire would you like to go down to the café and get something to eat? I won't throw butter."

Claire looked at him suspiciously, "Why?"

"Because." Colin pulled her out and towards the elevator. Even though she hardly knew him and he seemed like a total doof, Claire slightly felt the same feeling she used to feel around Cam- the fuzzy butterfly feeling behind her belly button.

After a silent ride down to the lobby, Claire and Colin made their way to the hotel's café. The waiters led them to a booth against the wall and handed them a menu. Glancing around she saw Cam and Derrington talking in the center of the room. As if feeling her gaze on him, Cam looked up. Claire quickly looked away and down at the menu.

"So is that him? The one who looked at you?" Colin asked.

"Unfortuatly."

"I think he's jealous; he looked slightly surprised and then angry. What happened?"

"Long story. Basically, I caught him making out with my old friend Danielle."

"So he's a player?"

"More like a professional. He acts sweet and all that but he's not. Anyways, what's up with you?"

"Well, I am on vacation, visiting my aunt and uncle."

"Why are you staying at a hotel?"

"They're neat freaks and don't like me much. They think I'm a demon or something."

"Seriously? And you're visiting them?"

"Yeah. Well not really. That's what they told my parents. My parents stayed home; they don't notice the obvious dislike. Basically I am free to do whatever I want for a week."

"Oh that's cool. I'm here on a school trip. The teachers tried to plan stuff but no one listens. And it's too much of a hassle. They make sure we're here at night and didn't run off but other than that we do whatever we want." Claire couldn't believe she was explaining everything to this guy and yet she felt like she wanted him to know everything about her.

"Nice. So where do you live?"

"Westchester. You?"

"I live in New York City. Pretty close to Westchester. Kinda."

The couple spent the next two hours talking, laughing, eating and telling each other about themselves, oblivious to everything and everyone else.

AN: Hi people! Well that was the next chapter. Umm…. Yeah so read and review please!