Author's Note: Geez...time went by fast since I last updated. Can't believe it's been so long. Anyway, I'm going to do something new. I've seen a lot of other fanfic writers doing this, so I'm going to try it out. On my profile, you will now know see when all of my stories will be updated. That way, you, the readers, will always know when the next chapter will be posted and I can now make scheduled deadlines for myself, which can make me push out chapters faster: Every time one of my stories is updated, a new date of when the next chapter will be posted, will be there.

This chapter will be happier than previous chapters although it may be the last of the happy chapters.

A New Face

JUNE 23rd, 2011

The sun was setting near the shore, leaving it's reflection in the water. I arrived at a beach house near the boardwalk. It seemed to be one story with a few windows: Simple, but very nice. I knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer.

I heard the knob turn and to my surprise I saw Rhonda, as beautiful as ever, wearing a simple T-shirt with a pair of jeans, a glowing essence about her. She smiled, hugging me and I hugged back. I knew she didn't forget me.

"I'm so glad to see you," I exclaimed.

"Me too," she replied, kissing me on the cheek. We looked out into the sunset and talked for a bit, catching up and keeping to our promise: I'd visit her and then we could see if we're compatible, but just from those few minutes of talking and sharing our interest, I knew, we would never be apart.

"I love you," I said.

She looked at me with her sparkling eyes, "I *beep*"

"Rhonda?"

"*Beep*"

"Woah!" I popped out of bed, seeing the noticing the bugs flying around me. "Ugh, shut up! Shut up!" I covered my ears. Goddamn bugs just ruined my dream.

Shame it was only just a dream...

I sighed. These dreams are starting to get a little more realistic. I could literally feel like I was actually at the shore standing next to Rhonda. Wow...She was so perfect in the dream.

Too bad in reality, she screwed me over.

Ah, ah, ah, don't let her get to you. Move on.

Fine...

"Come on man, we got to go!" Rigby yelled. He and the others were going out to the car, while I was getting out of the bathroom.

"Coming!"

Keith had planned a full day for us. He had some friends at couple of venues and they were able to make certain arrangements so that we wouldn't have to pay much. We were going to have lunch at what Keith said, "Was the state's best buffet: The Beast's Belly."

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"Well I hope everyone's stomach is ready," Keith while driving. Skips was in the passenger's seat, while Benson, Pops, and Rigby and I sat in the back, from left to right. We were skinny enough to all fit in.

"We should be good. It's not like we had a big breakfast or anything," Skips said.

"What do they have there?" Rigby asked Keith.

"What do you think? Probably everything," I said.

"Including my personal favorite; squid salad. Delicious!"

"That sounds disgusting," Benson scowled.

"It's not that bad really. It's just like calamari, except it's not fried, and it feels like your chewing rubber."

"Do the tentacles every stick to your throat?" Rigby asked.

"No, although I did have that fear when I first tried it. The tentacles are actually really slippery and go right down. Dip that in some sauce and hmm hmm."

We arrived a short later at the buffet. It was located in a strip mall and had a line of people waiting outside the place.

"We're never going to get in," I said as me and the other exited the car.

"No worries, I told you, I know the owner. He's expecting us."

We went up to the entrance where the owner was waiting for us. He helped us through line and into the restaurant. A whole array of smell entered my nostrils. I scanned the entire room of all the foods they had on display. All types of food from different cultures ready for the choosing. A steak bar where you can get fresh steaks cooked for you instead of getting one from the buffet area. A sushi bar was located near the front and an entire desert section in the corner. The lighting was faint while all the food was gleaming from the heat lamps on top of them, making them pop out in color. I was completely overwhelmed.

The owner seated us at a 6 seat table. We were then allowed to roam around and get our food. I started with something light; some sushi, rice, chicken, and some mac and cheese. I even got a squid from the salad. Everyone else had light plates too, except Rigby. He got a slice of chocolate cake, grilled cheese, and a pork chop.

"A toast," Keith started before we ate. We all raised our glasses. "He's been one hell of guest this week. Good company. May he get over the women that torment him and hopefully find someone else better and get back to his normal self."

"Cheers!" We all said, clinging our glasses together.

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"You see those guys over there?" Keith asked, looking past me.

I turned around. "Yeah, who are they." They were two humans in casual wear.

"I fucking hate those guys," he whispered.

"Why?"

"They're greedy bastards, that's why. Every time they come here, they eat a whole smorgasbord of food and then afterwards lie about the food and service being terrible, just so they can get a refund. They've done this 5 times already. I'm pissed they haven't been banned from here though." He calmed down a little. "Enough about that, anyone know where they want to go next after this?"

"How are we supposed to know, we don't live here. We don't really know what there is to do here."

"True...Wait! I did here about this carnival not too far from here. Or we could go somewhere a little more fun."

"Like what?" Skips asked.

"Well, I know the owner of a nice little strip club downtown...but, there's a certain someone, who's girlfriend might not like it so much. Rigby?"

"Yeah, I wouldn't be able to go." He said.

"You know, I'm still surprised by the fact you're in a relationship. I thought you'd never get out of the 'girls are icky' stage," Keith chuckled.

"That was when I was a kid dude," Rigby defended.

"It lasted for quite a while though"

"I'm still confused on what a strip club is," Pops said.

Everyone was quiet and then began to laugh.

"And there's another reason why we can't go," Keith joked. "Pops would probably have a heart attack."

The carnival seemed fairly sized. I saw some rides that twirl around many feet in the air and all types of carnival games. Keith went to the ticket booth and covered every one of us. After that, we all just split up and went our separate ways. Rigby went to go play the carnival games, bragging he'd win Eileen a toy. Wonder how that would turn out...

[3rd POV]

Rigby tried the gun shooting game: The one where you have to shoot the paper completely. The gun had so much kick and knocked him on his butt after the first shoot.

He tried to throwing the ball to knock over the glass bottles, but the ball bounced right back in his face.

He tried the "test your strength" game, but the mallet was too heavy the carry.

He even tried a special "punchies" carnival game and well, need there be any more explanation?

[Back to 1st POV]

I went on a few rides but later on decided to play some mini-golf. When I went to get a golf club, another person went to grab the same club I was going to get.

"Oh sorry," she said, backing away.

"It's cool, you can have it," I said.

"No, take it...Hey, have I met you before."

I shook my head, "No I don't think so."

"Hm...do you know someone named Keith? You look like him a little."

"We're actually cousins."

"Really?" she said in surprise. "Cool, it's nice to meet you! I'm Lizz." She shook my hand.

"Mordecai." I said. Lizz was a bluejay with her hair laying on the side. She wore a red blouse and blue jeans. There was something very attractive about her. Maybe it her voice or her very nice body. Maybe both. Her brown eyes seem to have the sparkle in the corner. She was actually more attractive than Margaret.

Very surprising.

"Do you want to play a game?" She said getting another golf club.

"Sure, why not?"

I let her go first. She made the first shot halfway from the whole. "So do you live in the state?"

"No, I live in the city up north. I groundskeeper at the park."

"Yeah, I don't live here either. Me and my boyfriend are just here on vacation.

Boyfriend? Oh well. Still, she's a nice girl.

We both finished 3 holes until Lizz heard her boyfriend call for her.

"Looks like I got to go, but it was nice meeting you."

"Same here." Then something came over me. "Hey, can I um...get your number? Your nice to talk to."

"Sure," she gave me a smile. and told me the number. I put it in my phone. "Hopefully we run into each other again. See you around Mordecai."

"See ya Lizz." I waved as she left. I took a deep breath of content. That was refreshing, seeing a new face.

Then I heard someone laughing and clapping their hands slowly. I turned around realizing it was Keith.

"Congrats man! You got a phone number!" he said.

"It's not like that," I sighed. "She has a boyfriend already."

"What was her name?"

"Lizz."

"Aw really?" He seemed disappointed. Guess he was hoping I found a nice girl for myself. "Well, at least you got the number of a really nice girl."

"Yeah, she said she knew you."

"Yep, I met her and her boyfriend when they got off the plane to here. They asked me for places to visit and I gave them advice. Ever since then, they've both kept in touch with me. Anyway, we have to go."

"Why what happened?"

"Rigby got hurt really bad. Something about losing in a game of punchies?" He looked confused.

"Yeah, he was never good at that game...Did he at least win a prize."

Keith pondered for a sec, "If by win, you mean get the prize out of pity, then yes."

Me and him both laughed.

It was nice ride home from the carnival. Pops was quietly enjoying his cotton candy while everyone else was talking about how good the day was. Rigby was groaning next to me holding his arm and his prize which was a giant stuffed zebra. I was laying my head against the window, completely worn out. But I have to admit, this day was pretty satisfying. Had a big meal, went to a carnival and met someone knew. I kind of grew sad. I was afraid I might never see her again. Then again, I have her number so I could still keep in touch. Just wish she was single.

Man, I haven't written a long chapter like that in a while. Feels good. Anyway, I feel as though I should address this right away, just in case: Lizz, will in no way be a Mary-Sue.

The next chapter will be posted on February 14th.