Author's Note: The Beach chapters are going to take forever for me to finish because I only write a little bit and then I want you guys to see it so there's never a lot at once. I hope you don't mind, and I shall be updating This Might Hurt this week at least once as long as everything goes as planned. Thanks for reading.

The girls strutted out of their rooms onto the wrap around deck checking out the view. The guys were already jumping in the pool that was right behind the beach house. Next to the pool and the hot tub was an outdoor couch and chairs that surrounded a fire pit that they would defiantly have to use while they were there. And of course behind it all was the large beach, there was even a volleyball net right outside the home. Lydia was so excited that they had all decided to come on the trip.

All of the guys couldn't help but stare at Erica as she walked down the stairs in her red bikini, she was a sight to see. Even though not all of them felt attraction for her, it was impossible to ignore her. Isaac was particularly interested in her swimwear. Lydia rolled her eyes, she and Erica got along but it was annoying to always see guys staring at her. She made Lydia feel inferior, with her perfect body and sun kissed skin tone. She was particularly annoyed when she saw Stiles taking a glance. She didn't blame him, but it was still annoying to her.

After Allison descended the stairs, Lydia decided it was her turn. She was wearing a purple bikini that she thought made her chest look even better than normal. It was one of many bust enhancing outfits and swimsuits that she bought for the trip (not that she need to be enhanced, she was blessed). She thought it helped distract from her pale skin. Her plan worked, no one was paying attention to her white, European skin.

"Well looks like you know how to turn some heads." Allison told Lydia as the both set their beach towels on their chairs.

"People are looking? I didn't even notice." Lydia joked and Allison rolled her eyes.

"One of them, particularly, can't stop looking." Lydia turned around and adjusted her sunglasses, Stiles suddenly found something in the sky really interesting.

"I see." Lydia giggled; she imagined that he was still recovering from lunch earlier. She laughed to herself, proud, and reclined in her chair next to Allison with the intention of tanning to avoid getting burnt later in the week. After about fifteen minutes the guys started getting bored with only one girl in the pool.

"Would you please just get in the pool? You have all week to tan." Stiles begged Allison and Lydia to join them in a game of water volleyball.

"Come on Lydia, let's get in." Allison said to her friend before walking over to the steps to gradually get in.

"I'll be in soon." She waved him off, enjoying the warmth of the sun on her skin. She closed her eyes and he didn't say anything again. A minute later she opened her eyes to see him walking towards her dripping wet. "What are you doing?" She squealed as she sat up and he got closer to where she was.

"Uh nothing. Come one, just get in Lydia. It will be fun." He was only a few inches away from her, he had originally planned to throw her in but his plan was going awry.

"Stiles, don't come any closer, or…" She said, ready to make a run for it.

"Or what? You're barley five feet tall Lydia, I think I can take you." He was close enough to grab her if he wanted so she sprang up and headed in the other direction. Everyone was watching him chase her and she had forgotten how fast he could run due to lacrosse and cross country, she barley had gotten a few feet away before he grabbed her.

"Stiles! Stop! Stiles, stop it now! You're going to regret this!" She tried to protest but she was fighting her own laughter, she was impressed that he could catch her and pick her up. She tried to get out of his grip but it was no use, he threw her in. He jumped in promptly afterwards.

"I am going to kill you!" She yelled as she resurfaced, grabbing her sunglasses before they floated down to the bottom of the pool. She rolled her eyes in fake agitation and thanked God for waterproof make up.

After a few hours of playing in the pool and having a water gun battle everyone was getting dressed again to go out on the boardwalk to see if there was any clubs or good places to eat. They planned on scoping things out that night and then going back later in the week. All of the girls wore some sort of shorts and tank top combination with not so sensible shoes of course.

Once everyone was ready they got back in the vehicle and drove all the way down to the beginning of the boardwalk and began walking up it to see what was there. First they found a place to eat before it had gotten dark and Lydia sat next to Stiles instead of the other way around, and he noticed of course. He was noticing everything she was doing no matter how subtle she thought she was being. She was surprising herself and it was only day one of the trip.

They walked outside of the small restaurant and were met with a chilly breeze, only Erica and the guys had sweatshirts/jackets on though. Before they were five feet out of the entrance Allison was already wearing Scott's pullover. Lydia grumbled to herself wishing she had checked the weather forecast before they left the house. She had just been so distracted with other thoughts it must have slipped her mind. A few minutes of walking had gone by and Lydia was shivering and had her arms crossed, trying her best to keep warm.

"Hey are you cold?" Stiles asked when they had stopped so Danny could go look in one of the stores on the boardwalk.

"No, I like to shiver for fun." Damn, she really needed to get the sarcasm under control. "Sorry." That wasn't something she did often. "Yes, I'm cold."

"You want my sweatshirt." He unzipped it and started shrugging it off. "I mean I know it probably doesn't go with your outfit but…" He said handing it to her, he didn't even looked phased by the cool wind blowing around him.

"No, its fine. Thank you Stiles." She said as she made him hold her purse while she put on the grey zip up sweatshirt.

"You're welcome." He said before Danny exited the store and they continued to walk down the boardwalk, eventually getting to the pier where there were a bunch of rides.

"Let's go on the Ferris wheel" Lydia suggested, everyone groaned. "What's wrong with the Ferris wheel?" She pouted.

"Ugh it makes me sick every time and its boring." Erica interjected. "Plus I want to go on the pirate ship." She whispered next to Isaac's ear and made one of her infamous Erica seduction faces.

"Yeah let's go do that." Isaac hinted as he inched his way towards the ride Erica was referring to. The rest of the group looked like they wanted to follow.

"Why don't I go with Lydia, and you guy can go ride something else?" Stiles suggested and they all agreed and went their separate ways for the next few minutes. Lydia and Stiles didn't even have to stand in line they got right on and waited near the top for the ride to stop.

"It's even colder up here." She shivered, zipping up the hoodie he had lent her. Stiles knew it didn't match what she was wearing but he thought she looked really adorable in it being that it was his. She really couldn't get any closer to him and the side of her that was in contact with him was significantly less cold.

"So…what's up?" He asked.

"What do you mean?" She turned to look him in the eyebrows, but still playing dumb.

"You know what I mean, the laying on my shoulder in the car, the foot stuff under the table at lunch today."

"I don't know…that doesn't sound unlike me." Lydia said as she tried to decide if she wanted to tell him what she was thinking or just have him not know, making her less vulnerable.

"Well maybe it happens a lot for you, but it doesn't for me. So I'm just a little bit confused here." The ride started moving slowly, about to finally begin its first full cycle.

"Ok well maybe I'm just flirting with you and that it."

"Lydia, you just don't flirt with everybody."

"Well…" She took a deep breath, still unsure if she was really going to say the next few things to him. "Ok well maybe I think you're cute and I'm willing to see what happens with us because I think you like me but I don't know so I was testing the waters at lunch today to see if you still liked me and if we did get together I wouldn't want to tell anyone until we were sure that we felt the same way about each other and…" Her words were flying at a mile a minute.

"Whoa, slow down." He said making sure she was looking at his face straight on again. "Did you just say you might like me? Like as in more than just friends?"

"Maybe. And I'd be willing to see what happens and I think this would be a good time to test it out. But I don't want to make it a big deal and tell everyone."

"Oh."

"Not because I don't think you're not good enough, but because I want to make sure it works for us before we make it a whole big group thing. And I want to go slow."

"We can go slow. We can go as slow as you like." He was anxious and nervous, she could tell.

"And it would be ok if it was just us who knew, for a while at least? Like after we get back home and see what it's like there too." It wasn't because she didn't think he was good enough for her but because she tended to be private about things nowadays.

"I mean it would be hard for me not to tell Scott but I think I'd be able to manage."

"Maybe if everyone else goes out we can go find something to do, just us. Like a…date?"

"Yeah we could do that, I'm up for that."

"I can't believe you actually caught on to what I was doing."

"I'm not as dumb as I look."

"So. We're going to take it slow and not tell anyone until we know if it works."

"Sounds like a plan. But can I do one thing before this is over?" He asked, his face a few inches from hers, she would have sworn he was going to kiss her.

"Yeah, I guess so." She expected his lips to be on hers but instead his arm went around her shoulders and she felt refreshed to know he was going to respect her wishes to take it slow along with everything else. After a few more revolutions around the ride they got off and returned to the group who had just gotten off of the pirate ship.

"Ready to go?" Scott asked everyone and they nodded and headed back to the vehicle to get back to the beach house and get a goodnight sleep. And Stiles couldn't wipe the cheesy smile off of his face, but who could blame him.