Thanks to all my reviewers, i love you guys! So here's chapter 4 =D Yay!

Eve's POV

Once we landed in Venice, we got all of our luggage and decided to rent a boat, since no cars were aloud in Venice, just boats. We walked out, and saw the rental place about a block down. We walked over and asked the girl there how much it would cost.

"About $10,000." The girl said, with one of those 'I'm Forced To By My Boss' smiles.

"What? No way!" Punk said getting into a argument with the worker, while Maryse pulled on Me and Kelly's arms and started talking to us in private.

"Okay guys, I got a text on the plane from Ted, what do I do?" Maryse asked, needing some good girl advice.

"Block him." Kelly said simply. Maryse looked doubtful.

"Do it. He's not worth any of your time or thought." I told her reassuringly.

Maryse walked off to a corner to block him, while Kelly and I waited for Punk to finish.

"This is bullshit. We're leaving." Punk said, walking towards the door.

"Hey, wait." Came a male voice. We all turned and realized a guy in knee high shorts and a t-shirt was standing in the store the whole time. And might I add, he looked sooo cute! Plus his shirt was tight on the arms, showing off his muscles! If that's how great they are, I wonder what his abs would look like...

"... Right guys?" Punk said when I finally toned them all back in.

"What?" I asked, looking confused, while Kelly giggled behind me with Maryse.

Punk shook his head. "We would be glad to borrow your boat for free." He said slowly, turning his head to me, making sure I was listening. I blushed as the guy chuckled.

"I'm John, by the way." The guy, or, I guess, John, said, shaking Punk's hand.

"I'm Punk. That's Maryse and Kelly over there, and that's Eve." Punk introduced.

John shook Kelly and Maryse's hands, then took my and gently lifted it up to his mouth and kissed it lightly, making my whole face turn ruby red. John smiled and then led us to his boat. He helped us all in and began driving the boat.

"EWW! A MOUSE!" Maryse yelled, and stood up, backing away, fast.

"Woah, Maryse, sit down." John warned.

"No! Nowhere near there!" Maryse backed up more, and John took a sharp turn, sending Maryse straight into the water.

"UGH! JOHN! Qu'est-ce le genre de l'enfer conducteur êtes-vous?!" Maryse yelled.

"What?" John asked, looking puzzled as he turned the boat back and slowly going towards Maryse.

"She said, 'UGH! JOHN! What the hell kind of driver are you?'" I translated for him and Punk.

Kelly was nearest Maryse, and offered her hand to the floating girl.

"No! Get the mouse off the boat first!" Maryse screamed. And as John and Punk mumbled to eachother of how much of a diva she is, in a nice way, I saw Maryse whisper something to Kelly. Kelly nodded and whispered into my ear what she heard. I smiled and gave a nod.

Kelly wasn't reaching out for Maryse anymore, so John reached out. Maryse looked at it for a while, before actually taking it. But instead of letting him lift her, she yelled, "Now!" and pulled on his arm while Kelly and I pushed him into the water. John went underwater for about 5 seconds, before coming up.

"Oh, you're going to get it." John said, splashing at a laughing Maryse.

My smile quickly faded as I saw them having a great time splashing eachother, and Kelly and Punk just laughed about something they saw on shore. I felt completely alone, and out of place, so I jumped into the water and swam to the beach. I turned back and nearly broke down, seeing as no one seemed to notice I was gone. I felt tears sting my eyes and I quickly turned and walked up the street, towards our house we rented.

Maryse's POV

I don't know what it is about John. Maybe it's his personality. Whatever he does reminds me of Eve, and how cute they would be. I like to have fun, and I was having fun with John, but I didn't like him more than a friend. And he sure as hell doesn't like me, either. But for now, we were having a blast, splashing eachother, until Kelly asked, "Where's Eve?"

John and I both stopped splashing and we looked at the boat. Eve was gone. But where would she go? We don't know this place, AT ALL.

Punk must've read my mind, because he asked the same thing out loud.

"Well she did do a lot of reading on the plane about Venice." Kelly said, suddenly looking worried and upset.

"Oh come on, she probably went over to the beach for a hot dog or something." I said, nervously looking around.

"Let's got check." Punk helped John and I back into the boat, and John drove to the beach.

When we got there, we started searching every inch. "Eve! Eve!" We would call, but no one had seen her. So I flipped open my cell and dialed her number. After 2 rings it went to voice mail. I gasped, feeling like I got slapped in the face.

"What happened?" Kelly asked, noticing my face.

"She sent me straight to voice mail!" I yelled, so angry I could slap Eve.

"So...?" Kelly asked, looking puzzled.

"After 2 rings! It takes 6 rings before going to voice mail! She did it!" I stomped off, sitting on the sidewalk as I screamed and let my anger out. I decided to throw some rocks out into the ocean and pretend it's Eve's face.

After about 20 of my hard and far throws, Kelly pulled my arm and around the city. It was getting really dark out, but we weren't going to give up that easily, so we kept looking. Looking and looking and looking... Then finally it was 10 p.m. and we'd searched most of the city, not having time to point out fascinating things. We decided to get some sleep and looking for her in the morning.

Soo, what do you guys think? Reviews are always awesome to get and they mean a lot =D A little shorter than the other chapters, but whatever xP