"Hey, do you want to hang out sometime during break?" Cami, a short blonde with bright red glasses and a copy of "Twelfth Night" tucked under one arm, asked Rosa.

"Sure, if there's time. I'm supposed to go hiking with my parents though, so I don't know if I'll be around much," Rosa answered.

She, Cami, and another sophomore student were waiting out in the small courtyard outside their dorm in the sun while they waited for rides. With fall break coming up, the campus bustled with activity as students hurried to leave as quickly as possible.

"I swear you're always doing something with them," Cami sighed good naturedly.

"I'm sorry that I like my parents?" Rosa shrugged and stole a chip from the girl sitting across from her.

"Oh, hold up, hot parent alert," Jasmine called out, holding both hands out towards her friends as she craned her head to get a better view.

"Where?" Cami demanded, standing on the bench when her tiptoes didn't get the job done.

"Right there. The blonde guy and brunette woman with two little kids."

Frowning, Rosa joined in, following Jasmine's line of sight. When she found the people in question, she rolled her eyes. "That's my family."

"Really? Why didn't you tell me you had kids?" Cami lightly smacked Rosa's arm.

Rosa groaned. "Those aren't my kids, they're my one year old brothers."

"Oh, they don't look anything like you," Cami said, staring at the two little blonde boys.

"That might be because I'm adopted," Rosa pointed out, rolling her eyes when Cami blushed.

"The more important question is, how do I get an introduction?" Jasmine asked, still following the Deeks family's approach eagerly.

"Jazz, please, those are my parents," Rosa protested.

"I'm curious, which one do you think is hot?" Cami asked, ignoring Rosa's groan.

"Both." Jasmine grinned mischievously. "Though I've always had a thing for blondes. And those biceps are working for me."

"Oh my god, they're happily married! And once again, my parents."

"I know, but that's not stopping me from looking."

"God, I wish my parents were less attractive," Rosa groaned, dropping her head onto the table.