Undesirable Conditions

When the girls go on vacation, everything seems fine. However, when a huge tropical storm hits the area, the girls are forced to spend the rest of their vacation in the condo. In such close quarters, who knows what could happen? Rated T for language, topic, and theme. Femslash.

EMILY'S POV:

I walked along the beach, enjoying the sand under my feet. The four of us decided to take a break from Rosewood, and go on a much needed vacation to Destin, Florida. The shores were sunny, waves crashing against the warm sand every few seconds. Seagulls drifted by, their song setting the scene for the day. It was marvelous.

I turned and smiled at Hanna, who was walking with me. Spencer and Aria had decided to stay behind and relax.

I sighed.

"We should have done this ages ago." I grinned.

"I agree. The beach is so beautiful." Hanna smiled, but frowned as she turned to the ocean.

"What's wrong?" I asked, and turned her way.

"Oh." I muttered, as I noticed what she was looking at. Dark clouds billowed over the open ocean. They were far from where we were, but moving towards us at a steady pace.

"Do you think it's going to rain?" I asked.

Hanna shook her head.

"I'm no weather expert, but that seems a little stronger than rain." She muttered. I sighed.

"Well, we should get back to the others. Maybe Spencer knows." I suggested. Hanna nodded, and we turned to walk alongside the shoreline. We passed by families, couples, and kids running across the sand. They didn't seem to be too worried about the approaching storms, and I wondered if we were just overreacting.

When we approached the girls, they were packing up the towels and beach stuff.

"Did you see it too?" Hanna asked as we got closer.

Spencer nodded.

"It looks almost like a tropical storm. I'm sure it won't come for another two hours or so, but I think we should head back anyways. Unlike some of the people here, we aren't used to storms of that magnitude." She explained.

I sighed, as I listened to her talk about the storm. She was so intelligent, and I admired her for her wisdom. The way she explained things was so beautiful, I could listen to it all day, even if I didn't understand any of it.

"Em? You ready?" Aria asked. I had zoned out, thinking.

"Of course." I smiled, and followed them to the car. Spencer drove us back to the condo we were staying in. The condo was just a few miles off the beach, you could watch the ocean from our outdoor deck. Once we got to the building, we trekked up the two flights of stairs to our shared room. The room itself was beautiful. Spencer's mom had picked it out and paid for it for us.

I sighed as I slipped my sandals off on the rug. Sand spilled everywhere, and I groaned.

"Don't worry about it. We all brought sand in." Spencer smiled.

"Who wants to shower first? I think we should all go ahead and get it done before the storm arrives." Spencer asked the group.

"I'll go first. I have sand in places you don't want to know, and it's driving me nuts." Hanna made a face, and walked briskly into the bathroom. Aria chuckled, and walked off to our room to grab the shower stuff she needed. I watched as Spencer opened the door to the deck, and sat outside. Her dark hair was only slightly wet from the ocean mist, but it fell gracefully over her shoulders as she sat down on the deck chair.

I turned into the living room area, and sat on the couch. I was exhausted. We had spent all morning out on the beach, and the sun really sapped your energy. I yawned, and closed my eyes, waiting for my shower turn.

SPENCER'S POV:

I sat outside, watching the storm roll in. It still had a ways to go before it got here, but there was no doubt it would arrive. I sighed, slightly worried. I had never witnessed a tropical storm before, and something was telling me I didn't want to.

By the time Aria came outside, to tell me that the shower was all mine, the storm was about thirty minutes away. It had picked up speed as it came closer to the shore, and I winced.

I walked back inside, and noticed Emily was asleep on the couch. She hadn't showered yet either.

"Emily…" I walked over and shook her shoulder gently. She opened her eyes drowsily, and looked up at me.

"Is it my turn yet?" She asked.

"I don't know. I don't think we have time to both take a shower before the storm hits, so we'll have to take one together. If that's okay." I muttered.

EMILY'S POV:

My mind went blank. I hadn't expected her to say that.

"S-sure…" I muttered. "Whatever works for you…?"

Spencer smiled and nodded, and I sighed. Hanna shot me a look from across the room, but I ignored her. I grabbed my shower stuff, and walked into the bathroom. Spencer was heating up the water, and wearing only a towel. I felt myself blush slightly, but I tried not to make it evident.

"The water's ready. Good thing the shower's pretty big huh?" She smiled at me, completely comfortable with the situation.

Gosh dammit Emily, get it together. She's your friend. She doesn't think this is uncomfortable. It's just like when you were kids. Stop being so emotional. I scolded myself. I turned away as the towel Spencer was holding up fell to the ground, and she stepped into the shower. I took a deep breath before I allowed my towel to fall as well, and I stepped in after her. The shower was big, but we were still pretty close together. I held my breath when she turned around to pass me the shampoo.

I tried to avoid looking at her, but it was harder than I thought. She was so graceful, and so perfect. Her long legs were so slender, and had gotten tan from the trip. The way her hair fell down her backside, and clung to her skin. She was just so beautiful.

The shower went by faster than I thought it would, and before I knew it we had stepped out, and were drying off. I turned away as I did, and waited until she had started to put her pajamas on to turn around. I slipped my sweats, and oversize t-shirt on as well. We brushed our hair, and then exited the bathroom.

Hanna and Aria were gathering blankets and flashlights.

"What's going on?" Spencer asked.

"The storm's almost here. The air is really dry and humid. While you were in the shower, someone came by and told us that the power might go out during the storm, and to have flashlights and stuff ready." Aria explained.

Spencer nodded, and helped gather some of the candles that were in the closets. I grabbed water bottles and filled them up, just in case. Pretty soon, we knew the storm was here. The windows shook from the powerful winds, and I watched as heavy rain blew across the beach outside. Trees bent in the wind, and I was worried that they'd snap in half.

The four of us were sitting in a circle in the living room, playing cards, when the power went out. The lights flickered before finally clicking off, and I sighed.

Spencer lit some of the candles, and Hanna turned on the flashlights and passed them around. Aria handed out the blankets, and Spencer flipped on the huge lantern she found. It illuminated our circle perfectly, and everyone could see each other.

"Want to play a game?" Aria asked, when we were all situated.

"How about Truth or Dare?" Hanna smirked. Spencer rolled her eyes.

"Hanna, last time we played that things ended badly." She warned. Hanna sighed.

"Whatever, it's still fun!" She pleaded.

"That's okay with me." Aria muttered. Spencer groaned.

"Fine." She mumbled.

I nodded my approval as well. I didn't love the game, but it would pass the time until the power came back on and we could start a movie.

"Okay. Well, since it was my idea to play, I get to go first." Hanna declared. When no one argued with her, she turned to me.

"Emily, truth or dare?" She asked. I bit my lip.

"Truth?" I replied, hesitant.

"Dang. Um…do you like anyone?" She asked.

I froze, and tried to think of something to say.

"Yes, but I know that she doesn't like me back." I explained, trying to keep things vague.

"Who is it?" She asked.

"Hanna, one question at a time." Spencer scolded. Hanna rolled her eyes.

"Come on, aren't you curious?" She begged Spencer.

Spencer sighed. "It's not my business. Emily, your turn." She turned to me.

Hanna groaned, and I turned to Aria.

"Truth or dare?" I asked.

"Truth." Aria smiled.

"You all are wimps." Hanna mentioned, but Spencer shushed her.

"Uh, if you could move anywhere in the world, where would you go, and with whom?" I asked. Aria pondered on the question for a while.

"I'd probably move to France, the art there is amazing." She started. "With whom though, I'd have to say Ezra…" She blushed.

Hanna chuckled light-heartedly, and Aria turned to Spencer.

"Spencer, truth or dare?" She asked. Spencer thought it over.

"Dare." She smiled, feeling confident. Aria grinned, and she turned and whispered something to Hanna. When Hanna started nodding rapidly, growing excited, I grew worried. Aria turned to me for a split second before looking at Spencer, and my heart started beating faster.

"Spencer, I dare you to kiss Emily." She grinned evilly. Spencer's eyes widened.

"What?!" She shrieked. "Aria, I'm straight! And Emily is my best friend!" She argued.

Aria shrugged. "That's your dare. Besides, you don't know if you're straight or not." She smiled, and I wondered if she suspected something between us.

"Aria, I'm always right. I know that I am. Do I really have to?" Spencer questioned, and I felt my face getting hotter.

"Yes. No shut up and get it over with." Hanna answered for Aria. Spencer rolled her eyes, and turned to me.

"You okay with this?" She asked.

I shrugged, trying to keep my cool. However, it was very difficult.

"It won't be terrible, I promise." Spencer smiled, as she scooted closer to me. I felt my face grow hot as I felt her warm breath on my lips. Her nose was centimeters from my face, and I could see deep into her eyes. She smiled slightly, before closing the distance between our lips.

I melted into the kiss, my heart on fire. Her lips were so soft, and angelic. After about three seconds, I started to pull away, but Spencer moved closer and kept our lips intertwined. I was surprised that she was okay with it, and I kissed her back passionately. Our lips moved together as one, sparks flying between us.

When the kiss finally ended, we stared at each other for a while, out of breath. Hanna and Aria remained silent, but Hanna was grinning.

Spencer touched her lips with her hand gently, before looking up at me.

"I guess this time I was wrong…" She muttered, and I grinned.

Aria was gaping at us, and Hanna was still grinning when our lips crashed together again.