A/N: You must all think I'm dead.

Sorry to disappoint.

Here's a new chapter!

"Hey," Felicity taps me on the shoulder, when the place has filled up a bit. "I'm going swimming. I see a cute lifeguard at six o'clock and I'm going to have some fun. Not that being with you isn't fun. But. as you can see, I am not the quiet and relaxed type. Life's too short, ya feel me?"

"Fel, you go have fun." I smile at her. "Keep your eyes on the big prize or I'll call Oliver, kay?"

Felicity pouts. "Nope. I will get away with this, because you are not a tattletale."

I laugh. "I'll keep you posted. Oliver's got his work cut out for him."

"Damn right. Oliver is whipped." She says, and drops her robe and stuff off in the locker that we've rented between the two of us.

So Felicity goes in the water, and I go back up to my room to retrieve things I need to do.

Maybe I could read for a bit - my forte, as I'm not exactly the best person in social situations.

A short trip to the small locker, up the stairs and down the corridor, and I open the door to our room.

I shut the door behind me and chuck my suitcase onto the bed.

Opening it, I rifle through my suitcase to feel for my secret novel collections.

Lately, I've been more into new age stuff - I seem to have grown into this century - so I grab Jodi Picoult's My Sister's Keeper and then, after locking and double-checking that I had locked the door, I go back downstairs.

I rest upon the long white chair and eventually ask for a soda.

I put my only pair of sunglasses on and earbuds in so that nobody feels the need to disturb me, and after checking Felicity and the lifeguard are getting on well (but not too well) I settle into my fictional land.

Eventually I get bored of the book (I've only read it, like, eighty times), so I head back upstairs.

After changing into a light sweater and jeans, I go back to the pool to go give Felicity the keys.

She's just about to pop back into the water, after parting with the lifeguard on good terms, so I hand her the keys.

She ties them to her bikini string. "Thanks. What are you gonna be doing for the next couple of hours?"

"I think I'll poke around the shops for a bit, then I might get something to eat for the both of us."

"Cool. Hey, I heard about this rave from Zack - the lifeguard - and I think I wanna go, but I won't unless you come, so you should get some party clothes I'd approve of. We can go shopping tomorrow, if you'd like."

"Okay then. Say we meet back at the room at 5:30?"

"Cool, I can do your hair and make-up as well as mine."

"Sounds like a plan." I nod awkwardly, sticking both hands into the back pockets of my jeans and walking away.

So I walk around the nearby plaza.

I find a Barnes and Noble WITH A REALLY CUTE CAFE NEXT DOOR (!) so I try find a couple of books. I settle on The Rosie Effect and The Minaturist after a lengthly debate, and then I have an hour to pick out something.

-39 MINUTES LATER-

Crap. I have been in four stores, and I have only bought a stack of bracelets and a necklace (on top of the books) just because the attendant was glaring at me.

I have maybe ten minutes before I have to start heading back, so I find a Habitual Fix and get two burger combos.

While I'm waiting, I find another store which looks promising.

After trying a couple on, I find the perfect dress in one of those cast-off boxes - the discarded items people chuck their clothes in after they've tried it on and are too lazy to put back.

It's red, sleek, and exactly the thing that Felicity would approve of, with a little flair of me added as well. Plus, its in my size.

I can almost hear Felicity applauding me.

I hurry out and walk fast back - to the food, pick it up and run back to the hotel room, and just in the nick of time, too.

As soon as I open the door, Felicity pounces on me.

"Kay. Sit down. I've got burgers."

"SHOW. ME. THE. DRESS." SHe says while unpacking her food.

I go change while Felicity eats.

"Tada!" I say, arms out and in a dramatic pose.

"That is- wow." She wolf-whistles.

"I know, right?"

"We are totally going to rock this rave."

-ACTUALLY AT THE RAVE, 3 HOURS LATER-

The party is already in full swing by the time we get there.

Girls are tossing their hair and swinging their hips, and the boys are- well, if we ever do meet aliens, never introduce the two.

I immediately feel foreign.

Felicity slips right in. I knew she would.

It's only like an hour in, and I feel something's wrong.

I can't place it at first.

Then I realize.

Felicity.

Where is she?

I scan the exits, then zero in on her.

She's drunk, at least, but what's more concerning is the fact that the guy she was talking to is dragging her out the door.