Hey peeps!Sorry for the slight confusion in the last few chapters. I re-read them a minute ago and some of the words I typed were changed to something else! Like I wrote "Waggled his eyebrows" in one of the chapters and it got changed to "Waffled his eyebrows." So yeah. It's what I get for writing it on my sister's Kindle...
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After two more days, Leslie was thrilled to find Paul wasn't too upset about how their relationship worked out and George and Paul were mostly mates again. They were all sitting in Holly's living room laughing about the stupid things John was telling them. It was all quite random, but it made them all laugh. Holly had made them all lunch and they all just ate in the living room. Cynthia was sitting next to John and slapping his shoulder whenever he might have been talking about something rather suggestive. They all knew John was like that though, and they didn't think much of it.
George was sitting on the couch next to Emily. Leslie was on George's other side with Holly next to her. Paul was sitting with John and Cynthia. Leslie put her head on George's shoulder and he put his arm around her as he commented on what John was talking about. They all laughed after he said it because John gave him the most unabashed look anyone had ever seen.
"Georgie!" Leslie yelled suddenly, sitting up quickly. He jumped with surprise and raised his eyebrows at her.
"Leslie!" he said back as Emily laughed at him.
"We never knew who won our race." she said bouncing in her seat. George laughed and got up.
"Well we'll just have to fix that then." he walked toward the door and Leslie grinned as she got up to follow him.
"Oh I gotta see this..." John mumbled getting up. Everyone followed them outside to the beach and Emily took charge from there.
"Ok, you two will go those rocks and then back," She said, "Who ever wins is the racing master!" Leslie and George laughed as John stepped in.
"Oh, Emily you have to make it interesting!" he said pulling a ten pound note out of his pocket, "If you win, you get ten pounds." George rubbed his hands together and cackled madly. Leslie laughed at him and they took their places on either side of Emily. Paul volunteered to be the one to start the race. He stood on Leslie's right and cleared his throat.
"On your marks...Get set..." John jumped in then.
"GO!" he yelled loudly. George and Leslie took off down the beach. Leslie and George were neck in neck nearly the whole time. George had long legs, but Leslie was fast even with her slightly shorter legs. Leslie laughed as they got to the rock, tagged it and ran back the other way. That was when George started to play dirty. He reached his arm out and tried to shove Leslie. She yelped as he pulled ahead while she tried to dodge him. She sped up a bit and caught him when they were nearly half way back. He looked over at her as she pulled a bit a head. He narrowed his eyes and put some more effort into his running. As they came back up to Emily, George swatted at Leslie again. She swatted back but missed because he'd pulled ahead. He tagged Emily's hand and cheered. Leslie pouted and crossed her arms over her chest.
"I'll take my ten pounds please!" he said to John.
"No fair!" Leslie complained, "He shoved me! Therefore he Cheated!" Emily rolled her eyes and sighed.
"OK, you'll just have to do it again!" John said withholding the money from the guitarist.
He scoffed, "I don't see how that's fair!" he complained, "I shoved her way back there and she caught up to me!"
"You distracted me right before I was about to win!" Leslie said. She really wanted to beat him.
"Hey guys!" Holly said grinning, "Why don't we all race? Then we can see who the real racing master is." Paul nodded and pulled out another ten pound note.
"And I'll put this on the pile for the winner." he said proudly. Holly took his note and then she took John's and she put them on the porch under a plate so they wouldn't blow away.
"OK, so who's paired with who?" Emily asked.
"Well we have an odd number..." Leslie said making a face. Cynthia laughed and shook her head.
"I'll referee." she said raising her hand. Everyone agreed to that and decided she got to pair up the races, "OK, first lets do George and Paul, and then whoever wins will determine who they race." Everyone nodded again and Paul and George took their places.
"You gonna root for me, Les?" Paul asked with a smirk. Leslie laughed.
"Course!" she giggled right before Cynthia started talking again.
"OK, same course as the last race, and no shoving. You shove or hit you automatically lose!" she said. George and Paul nodded before John said go. They were fast and leslie cheered for Paul on the way up. Emily cheered loudly for George to kick Paul's Butt. When they started to come back, George pulled ahead and Leslie cheered for him to beat Paul! George got a good bit ahead of Paul and he tagged Cynthia's hand before Paul. George cheered and Paul groaned in defeat.
"OK, George you sit over there." Cynthia said, George nodded and sat down in the sand by the water, "Now Paul, you and Holly are gonna race. Same rules and race." They took their places and Leslie got to start it off.
Once she said go, the race started and Holly pulled ahead almost instantly. Once they tagged the rocks though, Paul pulled ahead and looked like he was gonna beat her, until out of nowhere, Holly passed him. She tagged Cynthia hand and Leslie and Emily cheered.
"You didn't cheer for me!?" Paul asked Leslie, in fake shock. She laughed.
"Well duh!" She said, "I have to cheer for the girl racing!" Holly gave Paul a toothy smile before Cynthia started to talk again.
"Paul, you're out!" Cynthia said, "George you're gonna race Holly now." George nodded and got up. He took his place.
"Good luck, Geo," Paul panted, "She's quick." George smirked and glanced at Holly, who was blushing slightly and focusing on the race.
"Well maybe she's quick for you." he said with smirk. Leslie and Emily laughed while Paul narrowed his eyes at George. John said go and George stumbled when he started to run. Holly was in the lead and she tagged the rock before George did. He tried to catch up to her, and he nearly did, but the race ended then.
"She beat me!" George exclaimed trying to catch his breath. Leslie, Holly, and Emily all laughed at him.
"Don't worry you have a chance to redeem yourself." Cynthia said, "You're racing Emily now." George smiled at his girlfriend and she made and face and took her place next to Cynthia.
"I'll go easy on you love," he told her with a smirk. Emily cocked an eyebrow as John told them to go. Emily took off and George cursed as he barely kept up with her. They both tagged the rock at the same time and then they raced back. George just barely tagged Cynthia's hand before Emily.
"I had no idea you were that fast!" he choked. He was having a hard time breathing. Emily laughed and kissed his cheek.
"Well you still beat her George," Cynthia said, "Go and take your seat in the sand." George sat back down in the sand and tried to catch his breath again.
Leslie hoped she got to race soon. She'd started to bounce in her place with anticipation. She looked at who was left. Emily had to either race her or John. Holly was Standing in the loser's area talking to Paul, and George was watching Emily as she waited for Cynthia to decide who was gonna race her.
"Ok," Cynthia said, "You're up Johnny."
Emily smirked and pulled off the sweater she was wearing. She tossed it at George, who caught it more with his face.
"Thanks," he said, "I needed that." Emily laughed and took her position next to John.
"Oh I'm gonna smoke your butt." she told John. John frowned at the American slang going on. Everyone around Leslie and Emily forgot they were from America more often than not.
"What?" John asked frowning.
"It's on Johnny Boy!" She exclaimed right when Cynthia told them to go. John put up a good fight, but right at the end, Emily seemed to lose her momentum and fell behind. John beat her and he waggled his eyebrows at her.
"Who's butt's smoked now, Yankee girl!?" John said. Leslie cracked up then and John smirked.
"You're out Em!" Cynthia said, "Les, you have to race John now." Leslie apologized to John in advance right before Cynthia said go. Leslie knew she was faster than John. She always beat him, and Emily usually did too, but she was out of breath when she raced him. Leslie was so far ahead of John that she passed him after she tagged the rock. That lead didn't last too long after John tagged it, but she still beat him. She cheered after she tagged Cynthia.
Once everybody looked to see that Leslie was racing George, they all went, "Oooh!" George smirked and got up. Leslie was still trying to catch her breath and Cynthia gave her a few minutes so she had a fair race since George had been sitting for nearly ten minutes.
When she was ready, they lined up and Leslie took deep breaths. When Cynthia said go, they took off. Like their first race, they were neck in neck the whole way until Leslie put an extra burst of speed into it and she tagged CYnthia's hand a second before George did.
George smirked, thinking he won. Leslie was sure it was a tie, but Cynthia walked up to the porch and got the prize. She cleared her throat and stood up on a rock that was nearby.
"And the winner is..." She paused for affect and Paul and John made a drumroll noise, "Leslie!" Leslie cheered and George's mouth dropped open. Holly high fived Leslie and Leslie walked up to George and smirked.
"I beat you." she bragged. He cocked an eyebrow at her before he grabbed her around the waist and picked her up. She yelped and George got the twenty pounds she'd won and handed them to Emily. He tossed her in the water and then for revenge she pulled him in with her.