Briannaismyrealname: Yes, we all believe you.

Johnson was hanging from the stairway, hissing.

Brianna's scream seemed to draw Kamille back to consciousness, and she sat up and rubbed her head.

"Oh, hey Johnson," she said, softly as she stood up. Greyson put his arm around her, stabilizing her.

"I'm so glad to have you back, babe," Cody put his arms around Brianna, and pulled her close, but she broke away. He looked at her, confused.

"I feel yucky."

She didn't explain, just stared at Cody with her eyes wide and as childish looking as they ever got.

"I'm going to go take a shower."

"Whatever you need," Cody replied sweetly. He kissed Brianna's cheek and she walked up the stairs followed by Kamille.

Greyson flopped down on the couch, and Cody sat next to him.

"Good one, man," Cody congratulated him. "You tackled that guy pretty hard…"

"Yeah, you were good too," Greyson said. "Hey, want some candy?"

"Sure…"

Greyson handed Cody a handful of skittles, and Cody popped them into his mouth as Greyson ate a handful himself.

"I didn't know anybody went shopping," Cody said as he chewed.

"Nobody did yet…We'll have to go soon."

"Then where'd you get these skittles?" Cody asked, as he ate another handful.

"Found 'em."

Cody froze.

"May I ask where?"

"On the street on our way home."

Cody spat his mouthful in the trashcan, and ran to the kitchen where Greyson could hear him spraying his mouth out in the sink.

"I don't get it," Greyson said blankly, as Cody walked back into the room, trying to see his tongue by sticking it as far out as he could.

"Greyson, go wash your mouth out," Cody said, and Greyson obeyed. Then he joined Cody on the couch, and they both examined their tongues.

"What was wrong with them?"

"It's not good to eat things you find in the str-Oh, never mind…" Cody sounded impatient. "I don't understand. Sometimes you're so mature and then other times…"

"I find it an attractive trait," Greyson said to Cody. "If girls think you can't take care of yourself, they'll take care of you…And that's fun. It's all a game, Cody…"

"You. Are. A. Genius. Except that doesn't explain why you fed me street Skittles?"

"I like candy," was all Greyson said.

"And now I'm taking back my genius comment."

"You don't think we'll throw up, do you?" Greyson asked. Brianna bounced down the stairs, and saw the two boys sitting on the couch, mouths wide open trying to stare at their tongues.

"Don't you two look intelligent," she said, cheerfully. Her wet hair was tied into a long side ponytail, and she was hello kitty shorts and a pink baby doll tank top. "Why are you staring at your tongues?"

"No reason," Cody said, and they both returned to normal. "Come sit…"

Brianna walked over and attempted to sit between Cody and Greyson, but was immediately pulled on to Cody's lap.

"I missed you so bad when you were gone," he whispered, brushing his lips along her neck. She shivered happily, and threw her arms around his neck. They started to kiss, and Greyson looked on with mild interest.

Soon, Cody pulled away and Brianna leaned into him.

"Oh…" Greyson said, suddenly. He leaned over and grabbed his stomach in pain. "I don't feel so good…"

"What's wrong?" Brianna asked in alarm as Kamille came down the stairs, towel drying her hair.

"My stomach…"

"Now that you mention it," Cody said, grabbing his stomach too. "My stomach hurts too."

"Girl cramps?" Kamille asked.

They all ignored her.

"I think I'm going to throw up," Greyson said, standing up and running to the bathroom.

"Same," Cody said, standing up and nearly running Greyson over in his haste to get to the bathroom first.

"Oh my God," Brianna said, running into the kitchen. She took the hose connected to the sink and sprayed it into her mouth.

"Why are you doing that?" Kamille asked with amusement, following Brianna.

"Because-I-just-kissed-Cody," she said between mouthfuls of water. "And I don't want to get sick."

"Oh…Let me help!" Kamille took the spray hose out of Brianna's hands and sprayed it all over her until she was dripping wet from head to foot.

"Thanks, Kami."

"Anytime."

Brianna sighed, and went upstairs to change into a pair of yoga pants and gray Hunger Games tank top. (StrawberryAngel wants one of these sooo bad!) She stared at the calendar on the wall, and realized with a start that it was August twelfth. She and Kamille's flight back home was scheduled August fourteenth.

She had four more days with Cody and Greyson? And that was it?

She walked out of the room, intent on telling Cody, but then remembered Cody was sick. She walked to the bathroom where she had seen him run to, and sure enough he was there.

He flushed the toilet, and Brianna assumed that he had thrown up. She filled a paper vup with water silently and handed it to him.

"Thank you," he said, weakly. He rinsed his mouth out, then threw it away.

"What happened anyway?" Brianna asked. "Is it a flu or something?"

"No, food poisoning," Cody said. "Greyson found some Skittles on the street, and his remarkable number of brain cells told him it would be a good idea to pick them up and eat them."

"Oh Greyson," Brianna sighed. "Why don't you go change and then come back down to the couch? I'll take care of you."

Cody, who was still wearing the dirt covered clothes he had fought Brianna and Kamille's captors with, walked up to the room he used, and Brianna walked out to the hallway and then the other bathroom, searching for Greyson.

"Oh there you are," she said to Greyson. He was lying on the bathroom floor, looking almost dead. "Up!"

She grabbed him under the arms and heaved him to a sitting position.

"Don't eat street Skittles," he said, taking Brianna's hand. "Just don't do it!"

"I…won't…"

Greyson's eyes were wide and he looked insane.

"Seriously! THEY'RE EVIL!"

"Okay, Grey," she laughed. "Let go…You're going to be fine."

Greyson sank back to the ground.

"Go change," Brianna said. "And then come down to the living room, kay?"

"I'm too tired…"

"Please? For me?"

"Y'know," Greyson said. "Just because you go "Please? For me?" Doesn't mean everyone is going to do what you say."

"Please? For me?"

"…okay."

Greyson stood up and walked upstairs, leaving Brianna to go back to the living room. Kamille was there, shutting Johnson in his cage.

"Are they sick?"

"Uh, yeah. You're boyfriend decided he'd eat some Skittles he found on the street."

Kamille sighed.

"Yeah, we shouldn't have let him watch Elf."

Brianna laughed, but then her laughter trailed off, and she looked upset.

"What's wrong?"

"Kamille, you know we're leaving in two days, right?"

"What?"

But it wasn't Kamille who spoke. There were two voices at the stairs. Brianna and Kamille turned around, to see Greyson and Cody standing there.