a/n: okay, so i haven't updated this story in months and i thought now was a perfect time for an update :) this chapter is dedicated to : loveurlife

Dylan woke up, late in the afternoon. She threw the covers off her body and looked around. Massie's bed was already nicely made and empty. Dylan checked her cell phone it read 3:45pm. Dylan yawned and got out of bed in her tank top and blue shorts. She made her way down to the kitchen to find Todd with his laptop.

"Hey, squirt," Dylan rubbed her right eyes, sleepily.

todd peered over his laptop screen, "what are you doing up?" He asked her sarcastically.

Dylan rolled her eyes and sat at the Lyons' kitchen island. She could feel half her head's curls dented and flat from laying on it all night. She pulled out a box of poptarts and ripped open one of the indivudal wraps. She bit into her poptart when the front door bell rang.

Dylan looked over her shoulder. "Get the door, freak." She said through a mouthful of poptart bits.

"Get it yourself, bubble butt." Todd said, his eyes not leaving his laptop's screen.

"Todd, stop stalking seventh grade girls on Facebook and just get the door, please," Dylan grumbled, she was just too lazy to get the door and besides, she loved pissing Todd off. He was one of her favorite cousins after all.

"You suck," Todd said as he got up and made his way out of the kitchen.

A few minutes and poptarts later, Todd came walking in with Cam Fisher following behind him.

"Dyl," Todd said. Dylan spun around on the stool she was sitting on, a mouthgul of poptarts and hair a mess.

"Uh, hi." Cam looked away, not sure if Dylan wanted him to see her like that. Sure, he still thought she was beautiful in every way possible but some girls were touchy about that.

"Umm," Dylan swallowed down her poptarts and jumped off her seat. She felt horrible; messy hair, embarrasing PJs, and crumbs on the corners of her lips. "I shoud change," Dylan said as she turned around ready to dash up the stairs.

"Wait!" Cam stopped her.

Dylan looked at him, her cheeks burning.

"Go out with me tonight," Cam said to her.

"What?"

"Go out with me tonight," Cam repeated with a smile that made Dylan melt. Even though she looked like crap, she smiled back, "sure." Then she ran up to her room.

-:-

"The people we met last night were cool," Kristen said to Kemp as they walked along the boardwalk that overlooked the beach. Behind the boardwalk was the carnival. Kristen peered over her shoulder and admired the scenerey. The large ferris wheel with glowing lights, bright neon tents shielding the booths, and all the other rides glowing in the dark.

"Yeah." Kemp agreed then smiled, "I kind of think Alicia had an eye on your brother."

Kristen laughed, "Yeah, right she was gorgeous" Kristen wouldn't have believed that. That Alicie girl was flawless in everyway possible and Chris was... gross. He wore jeans to the beach!

"Your brother's cool," Kemp said to her, "I'm sure she might have been interested."

"I don't see why," Kristen looked down to her purple flip flops and scrunched up her toes. "Our parents, Chris's dad and my mom have been married for awhile now, and Chris still doesn't like me."

"He just needs adjusting," Kemp placed an arm around her. "Didn't him mom die giving birth to him? He never has had a real mom."

Kristen snuggled closer in Kemp's arm and smiled, "Yeah, i guess." Being with Kemp, no matter what the situation was always peaceful, was always nice.

The two continued walking in silence for awhile, then Kemp said, "You guys will be fine."

"Maybe," Kristen shrugged, uneasily. "But it's not like we're the Jonas Brothers! We can't just cooperate and be in a band."

Kemp laughed, "but you can be Chris and Kris, the dynamite dui."

"Ew," Kristen stuck her tongue out. The idea of her and Chris Plovert, doing anything remotely family oriented was unbearable. Kemp chuckled, his arm still casually slung around her shoulders.

-:-

"You're lucky to have the place to yourself," Massie said to Derrick.

He was lucky, the Harrington Beach house was nice and peaceful. They were almost completely alone since Roger was upstairs in his own room and Cam was off doing who knows what. Massie and Derrick were out in Derrick's backyard, laying together on a large hammock. Over them was a large tree, shading them from the bright moonlight. Massie brought her legs closer to her body and yawned. The pool by Derrick's house was sparkling under the bright moon. It was perfect.

"Yeah, I guess so," Derrick shrugged and stretched out his muscular arms.

Massie hugged her knees to her chest.

"Hey, want to do something tonight?" Derrick asked casually.

"Like what?"

"Uh, like go, you know, to the carnival tonight by the pier," Derrick said trying to keep his voice leveled. But it wasn't easy. She probably thought he was trying to be nice to her. And yes, that was one of the reasons why he was feeling so awkward. But the other reason, was that he really truly honestly did like her.

It only took two days, one smashed up ice cream cone, one long walk by the beach, on deep conversation, and a million laughs in between. It only took two days for Derrick to fall completely over Massie.

"Sure," Massie said to him with a small smile.

Derrick looked at her, "Err... like, on a date," he said, shyly.

Massie turned to him, "A date?"

"Uh, if that's okay with you." Derrick said to her. He quickly regretted what he just said. "Um, actually we can just go as friends. Not a date, I shouldn't have-."

"Derrick," Massie interuptted. "I'd love to go on a date with you."

"Really?" Derrick couldn't believe what he just heard.

Massie nodded, "Yeah, i'd love to."

-:-

"It's beautiful," Dylan said in awe. She and Came were sitting side by side, riding the ferris wheel. The night air was thick, and made the red head shiver. Which made Cam put his arm around her bare shoulders.

Dylan smiled to herself.

"It is, isn't it?" Cam smiled to her and kept her close.

"Is it like this in California?" Dylan asked.

Cam shook his head, "Well, I guess, California is beautiful on it's own. But things are more mellow on this specific beach."

The ferrish wheel continued spinning slowly. Dylan and Cam stayed silent as the same sites replayed over and over. It was like one of those old cartoons that kept repeating the background. Dylan suddenly felt aware of all the little sparks that were in her stomach. Dylan could feel her palms sweating and her heart beating against her chest.

"Are you okay?" Cam asked her, concerned. Dylan nodded, "Yeah, no worries."

Cam stared at her for a moment, "you have a pretty smile."

Dylan turned red and looked away from him.

"So..." Cam said after a moment of silence.

"So what?" Dylan asked.

"Is this weird for you?" He asked her, point-blank.

Dylan turned to him, a small shade of red colored her cheeks. "Uh... actually no." She said honestly.

And it wasn't.

a/n: there you goo! what do you think? good? bad? anyway, thanks again for all the reviews and i seriously apologize for not updating in the longest time. but i will continue writing this story :)

anyway, i hope the new year is going well(: and i can not wait for summer. haha. leave a review, if you'd like.