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So my exams are starting (NOOO) but I will update as soon as possible! Well I think this is the longest chapt yet. Hopefully its enough fluff (this is my first story writingfluff)

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Chapter 20: Clear Blue Skies

Mary's POV

"Are you excited? I'm excited!" Mitchie squealed for the fifth time in that minute—in that second. Tami gritted her teeth. "I was until you went all hyper on me. Now be quiet or I'm going to drop you off here." Mitchie stopped bouncing and shot a death glare at Tami. "You're a party pooper, you know that." Tami shrugged. "We're on a mountain. You're bouncing so much you're going to bounce us all off." Mitchie frowned and sunk into her seat. "Party pooper." She muttered before turning to stare out the window.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" I whispered. And it was true, I couldn't remember being someplace as beautiful as this. I had never been here before and even if I had had the chance, Dominique would have never allowed me this far from home. She likes to keep me in a cage. And the whole time I didn't know what I was missing. We were on a mountain. On a mountain! Well, a hill really. But it was still big. And we were driving down in winding circles and with each turn I'd see a new stretch of the beautiful beach and white sand. And clear blue waves that crashed against the rocks and crawled up to the shore.

This place was magical.

This would be the first time I that I would have ever been the farthest from Dominique. And here I was, with my two best friends and my boyfriend and his totally fantastic brothers. They were sitting in the limo in front of us. I had refused to ride in it because I'd feel so uncomfortable and really? I wasn't regretting the decision. The windows were too tinted to see this. And no way was I going to miss anymore of this scenery while I was here.

"This is too good to be true," I sighed. Mitchie nudged me. "The scenery or being alone with Nate without le Domifreak for a change?" I rolled my eyes and nudged her back. "Being here, and living a dream I've never thought I've get." Tami almost chocked on her spit.

"Going to the beach is your dream?" I shrugged nonchalantly. "You wouldn't believe it but I haven't been to the beach in ages. And this beach is gorgeous. This might as well be my dream."

Mitchie laughed. "Why don't you get a good dream? Like being a singer for one. Your good, Mary." I scoffed. "If I'm good then you must be incredible." Mitchie glanced at me teasingly. "Isn't that obvious?"

Tami laughed as I shoved Mitchie towards her. We were probably going to spend the rest of the ride giggling like a bunch of well—girls that had never been on a date before. Which was true in a sense, for me anyway.

I sat back and looked at my friends, smiling as Mitchie pulled Tami's hair while she drove. This would be the best weekend in ages.

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"A beach house." I said incredulously, standing on the large driveway staring at the humongous house that loomed overhead. "We're staying in—" I pointed a finger at the house while shooting Mitchie a disbelieving look. "This?" Mitchie shook her head slightly. "Wow." She whispered.

Tami bounced up next to me and let out a low whistle. "Are we… are we at the right address?" She leaned back and scanned the row of houses on the street. There weren't that many because they were all far apart. For privacy I guess.

"Amazing." Tami said again. I nodded my head. The beach house was big. Big. It had nice creamy walls, with tall glass windows and white curtains that cascaded from the ceiling down. There were four patios that I could spot just around the corner. The whole house was engulfed in palm trees and flowers and I thought I even saw a wild rabbit hop out of sight.

Next to me I heard the guys whooping and jumping into the building. "Guys, can't live with them, can't live without them," I muttered, shaking my head in mock disappointment as I grinned at Tami and Mitchie. Mitchie laughed. "Can you believe those jerks are famous? Psht." Tami giggled and rubbed her hands together. "The house is the perk though. Oh gosh what are we standing outside for? We should check out the inside. I bet it's a jillion times better—"

She paused for a moment when Shane and Jason burst through the front door, Shane's hand holding on to a big metal bucket full of water. It overflowed and splashed on the driveway. "Shane?" I asked incredulously. "What are you—" He staggered forward, the water splattering on the hot cement and soaking the hem of his jeans.

Mitchie bumped him when he hobbled by and the water sprayed on his shirt. "You dork, what are you doing?" She asked him as she laughed. Jason came from behind and started jumping up and down. "Come on, Shane!" With a sudden burst of speed, Shane ran to the limo, which still had the passenger door open. He readied his arms to throw the water inside.

"Shane!" Mitchie shrieked. "What the heck are you doing? That's a limo!" Shane just laughed while Jason continued to jump. He turned to face me and winked. I raised an eyebrow. "Nate's a heavy sleeper," he said before flinging the water through the door.

My eyebrows scrunched together before I realized what he meant. And sure enough, I heard Nate's voice from inside the limo. "Ow you—" And then he jumped out, his red shirt soaking wet and sticking to his skin. "Shane, you're an idiot!" He ran after Shane, who had dropped his metal bucket that was now rolling onto the grass. Jason had already sped into the house, and soon, Nate and Shane disappeared.

All three of us girls started laughing. "They really are something." I choked out in between giggles. Tami clutched her side. "I know… knowing Jason he's probably going to hide in a cupboard to wait the whole day for Nate to come find him." She laughed a lot harder and paused suddenly, her eyes widening.

"Oh my Gosh! Jason!" She screamed and ran into the house. Mitchie shook her head. "Better go and stop Shane from burning the house down." She laughed one last time before bounding up the steps and disappearing through the door.

I laughed some more as I heard the sounds of Tami screaming Jason's name, the sounds of Nate screaming 'Bloody Murder, Shane!' and the sounds of Mitchie screaming 'Nate get off of Shane!'—coming from the house.

This weekend was going to be pretty interesting.

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Tami's POV

"So this beach is just, private then?" I asked as I bent down to pick up another shell. It glittered in the Sun. Smiling, I dropped into the bucket I was holding and turned around to look at Jason. His bucket was already half full with shells.

"Yup. All ours… and the birdies of course!" Jason said, smiling happily at me. I grinned back. That was what I liked most about Jason. His happiness was infectious. It could warm the coldest of hearts.

Slowly, I placed my own bucket on the cool, wet sand and waded into the blue water. Another thing about this beach that was so fascinating was that it's water was pure, aqua blue. Jason had said something about all of the neighbors pulling money together to form a special line a few kilometers away that 'filtered' away all the pollution. I didn't quite get it, but it must be some amazing line to create seawater as clear as this.

I scrunched my toes up, feeling the warm sand curl under my feet and slowly drift off with the lazy waves. "I don't know how you found this place." I breathed. "It's amazing." I could hear Jason noisily place his bucket on the sand and wade in after me. "Isn't it?" He paused for a moment before quickly adding, "It's got amazing birds too." There he went again. With the birds. Not that I hated it and all, it just seemed that he tried too hard to add them into every sentence.

I turned to face him, my eyes squinting against the sun. "Why?" I asked. Jason shot me a confused look. I bent down and dipped my arms in the cool water. "Jason, I asked your brother something the other day." Slowly I sat down and let the water soak through my pants and swirl around my waist. I brought my knees to my chest.

"What'd you ask him? Which brother was it anyway, Nate or Shane?" Jason asked as he joined me, his face a mask of total confusion. I ignored his question and barreled ahead. "He said you topped your graduating class. Pretty fantastic for a guy who claims he can't recite the months in order." I smiled. "Jason I can read you like a seashell." He rose his eyebrows playfully. "A seashell?"

I nodded. "A seashell." I brought my hands back and leaned on them, stretching my legs out against the current. "And you, Mr. Seashell, aren't that hard to read. Just tell me, why pretend? You don't have to act… dense to be loved. Everyone loves you the way you are. I love you just the way you are." I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks. Did I just say that? Did I just say that stupid, overused, totally cliché—not to mention extremely gushy—line? I was losing my mind. Maybe I should just plunge my whole head in the water.

Jason surprised me. "So you could tell, huh? I should've guessed. I mean, your Tami after all." I turned to him and smiled slightly. Jason leaned back too and locked eye contact with me, his brown orbs burning into mine. "I guess I felt kind of lost. I mean, in Connect Three Shane's the one with the good looks and he's got ladies man written all over him. Nate's the sensitive guy, with good looks and musical talent. And I'm? I'm the guy in the back banging on his guitar."

His words sliced through me like a knife. So Jason had been hurting this whole time. How could I have not seen? Tami, you're an idiot. I hope you know that.

"So I guess I finally worked through different reputations until everyone liked 'Jason, the cute nonsensical one. And then I slipped into that character and it's… like an alter ego now." I shook my head sadly. So that was why. Jason. Jason, Jason, Jason. Couldn't that idiot have opened up to me sooner?

I sat up straight and turned to him, kneeling on my knees and slowly winding my arms around his head and hugging him lightly to me. "You could have told me." I scolded quietly. "You idiot, you could have said something."

Jason chuckled, his head nuzzling into the crook of my neck. "It wouldn't change things, would it?" I pulled away from him slightly, frowning. "They love you, Jase. They always will. I always will." Okay, I had to stop these cheesy lines. Where were they coming from anyway? Tami, get a grip.

Jason smiled up at me, his toothy grin melting away all my regret of revealing a softer side of me. If it was for Jason, I wouldn't mind being a lovesick teenager. Well, in front of him anyway. In front of Mary, especially Mitchie, I couldn't act lovesick. This side of me was reserved for Jason and Jason alone.

He slowly wound his arms around my waist. Oh… crap. Was he leaning in? Was he leaning in? I had to remind myself to breathe. It was difficult though, with my stupid heart beating so hard against my ribcage I was sure a crab way beneath the sand could hear it.

And slowly, just like in the old fashioned white and black movies—or was it black and white movies, I couldn't think straight now—our lips touched briefly. I bit my lip to stop from grinning madly when we pulled away. And without a word, we both leaned in again.

Wow. So this was what it felt like to be kissed. Was it me or was I on fire? Not the raging kind that feels like its tearing at your skin. This fire was soft, if it made any sense. It was a weird tingling in my chest that was squeezing my heart, setting it tingling and a feeling like it would burst.

My first kiss. Yes, I, Tami, had not had my first kiss. And wow, was I glad I hadn't. I doubted my first kiss would have felt like this if it had not been with Jason. These sparks weren't normal.

But then again, was what Jason and I had normal?

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Mitchie's POV

"Gross," I muttered before lying my head on my arms in front of me. Shane was lying next to me and he was fidgeting irritably. "This grass is so—" I shot him a look that could stop our gym teacher in his tracks, which was pretty impressive since Mr. Jenkins was rumored to be King Kong's long lost cousin. Shane muttered something incoherent under his breath as he rubbed his arms.

"It was your brilliant idea to come here, Mr. Popstar," I scoffed. "For a guy you're pretty girly." I teased him, watching as his face grew red with embarrassment. "I was only caring for him!" he argued back. I scoffed loudly, shaking my head. "Spying is not a valid excuse. Especially when you're a guy."

Shane pouted at me, sticking his lower lip out. "That is so unfair." I rolled my eyes and shoved the big black binoculars I was holding to Shane. After I had managed to stop Nate from tearing Shane to shreds, all of us had separated. Tami and Jason went off, Mary and Nate, and then me and Shane.

Of course my darling Shane here—please note that I'm being sarcastic—just had to drag me to the basement to battle cobwebs and new breeds of spiders and whatnot. To get a pair of binoculars. Which were so old that the lenses itself seemed to be cracking and browning from age. And then Shane dragged me out of the house and pushed me up on top of this ridiculously random hill out of nowhere.

To—and get this—spy.

The Shane Gray, was spying. I guess I didn't get the memo that the world was turning all topsy turvy on me, but yes he was spying. And he was enjoying it. Scratch that. The world wasn't going topsy turvy. It was spinning off its axis.

Shane grabbed the binoculars from me with a sneaky grin. "What's so gross anyway?" He asked before slowly putting the binoculars to his eyes and leaning forward to peek over the edge. In a split second he had thrown the binoculars at me. "Ow!" I shrieked. "What'd you do that for?" Shane let out a low whistle.

He was blushing. Hah! I'm dating a softie.

"Jason's first kiss." He blushed some more. Oh forget softy. I'm dating Barney. "And I invaded his privacy. Man, do I feel guilty." I grinned at him as I slowly sat up. "I told you. I told you. Listen to the girlfriend, I say. But no, you don't."

By this time, Shane had sat up too. The sun was going to set in another one or two hours, but it cast this delicious, marigold yellow over the hill. It wasn't the kind of killer sunlight you get at 12 noon. This was a gentle yellow light, and it was warming and beautiful. Especially when it reflected off Shane's hair and glittered in his eyes.

Awkward. I had lost my power of speech. Shane was staring at me with his ridiculous smirk he always wore. The one that said I'm-Shane-Gray-you-know-you-gotta-love-me. I made a mental note to teach him how to discard that smirk from his box of facial expressions.

"Cat got your tongue?" he asked playfully. I cleared my throat and quickly turned away from him. When I had formed a sentence in my head, I quickly looked at Shane and stuck my tongue out at him. "Last I checked my tongue was still here." I waggled it for proof. Shane just rolled his eyes at me and reached over to grab the binoculars, bringing it to his eyes hurriedly as he peeked through the bush.

I shot him a disgusted face. He just couldn't wait to spy on the two lovebirds making out. "Pervert!" I reached over to grab the binoculars, my hands lunging wildly for them. Shane shouted and just as I brushed the binoculars, Shane dropped it and it rolled down the hill. We froze, staring at the place where the binoculars had rolled down.

As the seconds ticked by, we suddenly realized we had just revealed our hiding place. Oh perfect. Real smart Shane. Real smart. We exchanged quick nervous glances at each other before diving into the dirt and crawling away just as we heard Tami's shrill voice and Jason's irritated shriek,

"I'm going to kill you!"

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Tess's POV

"Hurry up. I don't have all day!" I sighed loudly and clicked my tongue impatiently. Who did these people think they were? Me? Obviously not. Seriously, could they load any slower? I watched angrily as one of the butlers tripped over his own feet and my make-up bag (girly essential, as stated in this month's issue of Cosmo girl) went flying. I shrieked raising my perfectly manicured fingers in the air.

"Hurry up! And be careful geek!" With a gleeful grin—I just loved being above everyone else—I spun on my stiletto heels to face Bianca and Breah. Ah, my other geek quartet. Or what was the word for two people? Oh forget it, I was going to be a famous singer. I didn't need super science. Or rocket science. Or… whatever.

I flipped open my phone screen and glared at the screen. 11:00am? I rolled my eyes and checked my face in the reflection of the screen. We would be there by… say… well I don't know. I got the dorkazoids to do my math homework. So my calculation was well, yeah. Seriously, I couldn't care more. Or was it less?

I just rolled my eyes again and looked at them through my thick Gucci glasses. "You sure they're at that beach place?" Both of them nodded vigorously. I quickly applied lip gloss to my dry lips just as the last butler put my luggage in the back and shut it close.

I strode—cat walk style of course—to my car door and gingerly pulled it open. I winked at the quartet… two people… thing… people. "We can still catch them in time then." They scrambled into the back of the car after me and I took off.

Beach road was it? With a smirk I pushed my sunglassesback to rest on my head as I let the wind flip my hair around.

Watch out Mary. Here I come.

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