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bonfire on the beach

part two

Brady watched Isadora spinning around and tried to think of a way to cheat so she'd touch him first, but then she did it anyway and he grinned. "Hello," he said back, pulling her into his lap and pressing his lips against hers.

Kristi: grinned when Luke looked down, finding it cute. "I'm sexy, hm? If you want to see sexy you should try buying a mirror." She shook her head, still smiling. "Well hey, if you want me to grab a feel in the ocean a few yard from everyone else I'm certainly not going to say no."

Michael nodded a bit and then leaned down to kiss her gently. "Thank you," he said with a smile when he pulled away.

Isadora wrapped her legs around his waist, kissing him a bit rougher and biting his bottom lip. She pulled back after a moment. "Alright, Michael. Truth or dare?" she asked.

Michael sighed a bit when he heard his name but nodded. "Dare."

Luke laughed at her flirting, but smiled all the same. "Shut up, you're sexy," he said seriously. "You have to be naked, too, though," he said seriously, nodding.

Isadora looked around and tried to think of a dare. "I dare you to let Jace and Tyler mix you a drink and then drink the whole thing," she said.

Brady huffed a little bit when Isadora pulled back but let her do it, turning his attention back to the game but keeping his hands on her hips.

Michael shrugged and nodded, looking at his bros. "Go for it."

Tyler: held up his hands. "...You're giving me drink mixing duty? Imma fuck him up."

Isadora adjusted so she was on Brady's lap in a bit more comfortable way.

Marisol raised an eyebrow at Michael. "You're gonna drink something he makes? I'm getting you water for when you're done," she said and got up to get him a glass of water and then came back.

Kristi: shrugged. "Hey, I know I'm gorgeous, but I think you're just as sexy if not sexier." Kristi instinctively looked down at her clothes and nodded. "Well obviously, I'm not going to let you be the only one having naked fun."

Tyler: mixed in a red bull, monster, vodka, whiskey, milk and orange soda and then handed it to Jace. "Here, add the works."

Luke laughed, nodding a little. "Yeah, okay. I'm sexy, too," he laughed. He looked down at her and smiled. "Well lets go then," he said, grabbing her hand and pulling her away from the group, then stripping and going into the water.

Jace furrowed his brow in thought and looked at the drink, deciding Tyler did a pretty good job on his own, but he felt like being an asshole. He reached for the ketchup and mustard bottles and squirted both into the drink. "Perfect," he said, satisfied with their work, and handed it to Michael. "Cheers, bro."

Kristi: grinned. "Good, that way as a couple we're basically as sexy as it gets." She took a quick look back at the group to make sure no one was paying attention before quickly stripping out of her clothes and following Luke into the water, laughing at the whole situation.

Michael took the drink from Jace and cringed when he looked at it. He had a feeling he was going to throw up after that. He braced himself before taking the drink and started chugging it quickly, cringing with each swallow. When he finished, he tossed the cup to the side and got up, walking away from the group in case he was going to throw up.

Marisol watched Michael, handing him the water as he walked away.

Luke laughed as she joined him. "See, we're naked and wet and away from everyone else. I think this is perfect," he smirked.

Tyler: clapped and cheer. "Wooooo! He did it. Daaamn that shit was nasty as fuck bro."

Jace watched as Michael drank the mixture, cringing himself. "Kudos, bro. I woulda fucking threw up all over everyone here."

Kristi: moved closer to Luke, but still felt wary about keeping her distance. She grinned. "And, they're all still caught up in that dumb game that no one realizes we're naked and wet. I guess you really did well with this idea."

Michael walked a little bit farther away, still gagging from the drink and trying his best not to puke. He started sipping on the water until his stomach had calmed down enough for him to return to the group. "Shit, I fucking hate you guys."

Jace grinned. "That's so sad because I fucking love you, bro."

Tyler: smiled dopily. "I love you too man. You're up."

Luke moved closer too, making sure to let her close the distance. "I think Michael drank his nasty shit. They're so unaware we could probably disappear and they wouldn't know," he laughed a little.

Tyler: saw some abandoned clothing on the beach and then narrowed his eyes. "HOLD UP SOMEONE IS NAKED."

Summer swatted Tyler's arm. "Do you have to point everything out?" she asked him, shaking her head a little bit.

Tyler: jumped a bit at the swat as it caught him offguard. "...Well I don't HAVE to but I think it's my civil duty."

Michael coughed a little bit before looking around the group, when Summer spoke he got an idea. "Yo, Bubbles! Truth or dare? Don't be a wimp this time, you'll regret the truth," he said seriously.

Summer shook her head at Tyler a bit before looking to Michael, suddenly nervous. "Um. Okay. Dare, I guess."

Kristi: carefully placed her hands on Luke's arms, not quite sure how much contact he was comfortable with. "Shit you're in shape," she mumbled. She glanced back to the group when she heard Tyler, but was glad to see no one really seemed to be reacting to what he said. "I swear to god I'm going to kill him."

Tyler: looked at Michael, wondering what he was about to dare her to do.

Michael cleared his throat, smiling innocently at Summer. "I dare you to make out with someone that's not Tyler. If you're too much of a wimp to do that, you have to do a shot and take off a piece of clothing. I don't make the rules."

Tyler: shot Michael a look and then opened another beer and sucked half of it down.

Luke looked down at her, licking his lips. "What can I do? I don't want to do something you don't want me to do," he whispered quietly. "Don't pay attention to Tyler," he said, shaking his head.

Summer looked around nervously before turning to Tyler. "What do you want me to do?" she asked him quietly.

Tyler: shook his head. "Nah nah I mean you don't drink so you should do what you want to do ain't my decision it's all good," he said calmly.

Summer looked from Tyler to the other people still in the circle, trying to figure out her best option. Everyone was in a relationship and she couldn't convince herself to kiss any of them. "I don't know what to do, um. Okay, um. Um, Jace? Do you want to make out with me?"

Kristi: bit her lip, suddenly starting to feel warm despite the cold water around her. "Do you really need to ask me dumb questions? You can do whatever." She quickly leaned up, pressing her mouth against Luke, quickly before pulling back. "Like that. We can definitely do that, only if you want of course."

Luke raised an eyebrow a little. When she kissed him, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her up around his waist. "I want to," he whispered, kissing her again, a bit rougher this time.

Brady leaned up to kiss Isadora's jaw. "You should offer to make out with Summer since you're probably safest option," he whispered.

Jace was in the process of trying to brush sand off of his leg when he heard his name and looked up, meeting eyes with Summer. "Uh." He looked from her to Tyler and then back again. "Um, sure, if you don't wanna pass," he said, hesitantly.

Isadora bit her lip when Brady kissed her, but nodded. "Summer, do you wanna make out? Not to cut you off, Jace. But you know, I need more blonde in my life," she winked.

Jace shook his head enthusiastically. "No, by all means, go for it. Love a good girl kiss."

Michael leaned back, watching the exchange and wondering what was going to happen next.

Kristi: hummed happily against Luke's lips as he pulled her against him. She moved her hands up, tangling them in his hair. She pulled away for a moment, biting playfully at his bottom lip. "Shit, we should have done this sooner," she mumbled, slightly out of breath, before kissing Luke again, this time tilting her head slightly so she had a better angle.

Summer fidgeted a little bit, moving over to Jace before remembering how much Peyton liked him. She looked over at Isadora and nodded, making her way over to the girl before stopping. "You don't have to do this if you don't want to," she shrugged, tempted to just pass on the dare and take a shot.

Michael frowned. "Hey, this is cheating! You have to kiss a guy!"

Tyler: glared at Michael. "Ay. You didn't say that earlier, back off."

Luke nodded at her comment, giving her thighs a small squeeze. He bit at her lip, kissing her a bit rougher still. "Shit," he whispered, holding her closer and tighter as he kissed her again.

Isadora shrugged a little. "I'm not bothered. Brady isn't bothered. Are you okay with this though?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Summer shook her head. "Not really, but, it's just a game, right? I can just pass, it's fine. I did a shot last weekend and I didn't die. I can do another one."

Michael groaned a little bit, thinking this wasn't going the way he'd intended.

Isadora shrugged, hugging Summer tightly. "Do whatever you're comfortable with," she whispered.

Tyler: held up a hand. "Wait. I'll take a double shot for you. Since we just established this shot rule, I say that someone can take a double shot for someone else, it's a thing, I'm doing it, she's off the hook."

Summer wasn't really comfortable with either option but she pulled back from Isadora and pressed her lips against the other girl's.

Isadora shrugged a little, kissing Summer back before pulling away. "You good, Michael?"

Michael huffed a little. "I still feel sick from that drink. That kiss was weak, by the way."

Summer pulled away from Isadora and nodded at her before sitting back down. "Well, that happened."

Brady cheered on the girls as they kissed.

Tyler: nodded slowly. "Sure did." He sniffed and thumbed his nose before taking another sip of his beer. He'd have been all for the kiss, had it been a voluntary kiss, but it was clear to him that it was something Summer really didn't want to do, which took the enjoyment out of it.

Isadora went and sat next to Brady again, rolling her eyes. "Happy?" she whispered.

Brady nodded, pulling Isadora into his lap again. "Very much so," he smiled.

Kristi: let out a quiet sigh as Luke squeezed her thighs. As the continued kissing She tightened her hands in his hair, as she wrapped her legs around his waist and rocked against him slightly. She pulled away reluctantly, completely out of breath now. "We cannot have sex in the ocean." She moved her hands down to his chest, and loosing her train of thought at the feeling of the muscles there. "Alright, maybe we could but not while everyone is still outside."

Summer cleared her throat a little bit, looking around at the group. "Um, okay then. Who wants to go next?"

Summer turned to Tyler and poked his side. "Truth or dare?"

Luke was enjoying this moment all too much. When she pulled away, he nodded. He kissed her again, biting her bottom lip and then letting her back on her feet. "Alright. No sex in the ocean while everyone is outside. Still wanna get a feel?" he whispered.

Tyler: blinked and looked over. "Oh. Uh...okay, dare. I like dares. Cause I'm super tough."

Kristi: couldn't help but sigh a little bit as Luke let her down. She knew they really shouldn't do this but that couldn't stop her from wishing they could. She grinned, feeling flushed after the make out session. "If anything that just made me want to get a feel even more than earlier." Before she could change her mind Kristi quickly reached down and got a feel of Luke's dick, only for a second though before pulling away. "They're be plenty of time for more of that later." She was glad it was dark otherwise it would be clear she was blushing a little. "What now? Do we just casually head back?"

Summer thought about it for a minute. "Okay, um. I dare you to give someone a lap dance," she said finally.

Luke stood still, letting her touch him. He nodded a little, smiling at her. "Plenty of time for more later," he smiled. He nodded a little. "I guess so. We can put our clothes back on and walk over and join them and pretend we were never gone," he laughed a little.

Michael raised an eyebrow at the dare, smirking as he remembered Tyler was a stripper. "This should be good," he muttered.

Jace smirked at Summer in amusement. "Bet he's hiding that silver thong under there, Summer. Better watch out."

Kristi: nodded and grabbed his hand as she started to walk out of the ocean back over to their clothes. "And if anyone asks where we were we'll just look at them like they're crazy and say we were there the whole time. Sound like a plan?"

Tyler: blinked at Summer. "Wait really? Do you want a lap dance? Cause I'll give you a lap dance. I mean I'd give Jace a lap dance but I don't want him to get too excited when his girlfriend isn't here." He pointed at michael. "It WILL be good I got this one, I should have brought my thong."

Summer blushed a little bit. "It was the only thing I could think of! I don't... care who you give the lap dance to."

Tyler: nodded. "You want a lap dance, you totally care. Okay. Well get ready okay because I need space Magic Mike got nothing on me."

Luke nodded, holding her hand as they walked to the beach. He put his clothes on for the second time. "Yeah, we'll pretend we were there the whole time. They're just drunk and crazy," he laughed a little.

Kristi: moved over to her clothes, quickly putting them on, even though it felt terrible to be soaking wet in her clothes. Once she was dressed she started to walk back to the group, still talking to Luke. "Exactly. They were so into their game of truth or dare they didn't realize we were still sitting there the whole time."

Tyler: slipped his pants off. "Sorry, you don't know how hard it is to do this in jeans. Like my briefs? I really like cheese so I got cheese briefs." He cleared his throat. "I accept tips in singles and nachos."

Luke nodded, walking back to the group with his wet clothes. He grabbed two beers as they walked past. He handed one to her as they got closer. "We're just gonna join in on the game and pretend it's all normal," he nodded.

Michael felt his eyes widen when Tyler took off his pants, shaking his head a little bit and sipping on his beer.

Summer shifted a bit, feeling her cheeks heating up. "I don't have nachos or money," she said, laughing a little bit.

Tyler: straddled Summer's lap and pointed at Luke and Kristi. "No I definitely know you two had ocean sex. Or at least third base." He shrugged down at Summer. "This is awkward without the mood music and the flashing lights and glitter bombs but I can work it," he said as he...worked it. (don't judge me)

Michael averted his eyes from Tyler's strange lap dance and turned to Jace. "This is a lot weirder than I thought it would be."

Jace turned to Michael and nodded in agreement. "I know, dude. What the fuck even is a glitter bomb?"

Kristi: raised her eyebrows at Tyler as he was practically on top of Summer. "I don't know what the hell you're talking about. I haven't left this spot." She smirked. "I guess you've just been distracted with whatever the hell you're doing to Summer."

Summer laughed a little bit, though she started leaning back and away from Tyler when he started to... work it? "Okay, I. Okay, that's probably enough, oh my gosh," she laughed, slightly uncomfortable and mostly embarrassed.

Michael shook his head, too embarrassed for both Tyler and Summer to continue watching what was happening. "Yo, I think I feel that drink coming up," he muttered, covering his eyes.

Tyler: flipped everyone else off. "Don't be jealous. I get paid a lot of money for that, you guys got half a free show." He got off Summer and he shook his head at Kristi. "Nah you were in the ochin suckin' his face."

Luke shook his head, taking a drink. "Nah man, nothing happened. You're being such a hater and not giving your girl nearly enough attention," he said.

Tyler: laughed. "I just had my dick in her face, pretty sure that's enough attention."

Summer covered his face with her hands, a little too embarrassed to look at anyone right now.

Brooke Brooke followed the sound of voices, late to the part as per usual. "You what? Did you strip? Did I miss it?" Sitting on the ground she shook her head. "I always miss everything fun."

Tyler: pointed at Brooke. “See? She likes my stripping. I bet she’d like my cheese boxers and she’d pay me.”

Jace turned to Brooke. “You missed Tyler putting his cheese boxers all up in Summer’s face.”

Brooke: “She has a name stupid, and I probably would have made it rain on you but I missed it. You cheese boxers? Why would anyone buy cheese boxers? Loser.”

Michael shook his head, taking another drink of his beer. “Let’s get on with the game… Tyler, put your pants back on.”

Tyler: held up a hand. “They are cheese BREIFS and because they’re fucking awesome you are always such a hater BROOKE.” Ty leaned back and then scooted up on the sand a bit to avoid the high tide. “Nope. Don’t do the ocean.”

Tyler: scoffed. “I’mma keep my pants on forever, just for that. Kristis, truth of dare?”

Isadora got up to get another drink and got Brady one too. “Here,” she said, handing it to him as she sat down.

Kristi: turned to face Tyler, almost having forgot that she was in the game. “Um, how about dare.”

Brooke: Rolling her eyes she glared at him, “Excuse you. I am not a hater, I do not hate anything. What game? I want to play.”

Michael shook his head again, really wishing Tyler would put his pants back on. “Yo, I don’t wanna see your chicken legs.”

Brady took the drink that Isadora offered him, smiling up at her. “Thank you, babe. You’re sweet.”

Tyler: smirked at her. “I dare you to tell everyone what went on when you stripped ass naked with Luke in the water.”

Tyler: flipped Michael off. “Deal with it.” He thought twice, “…Okay imma put them on but only cause it’s cold and I ain’t about this life.”

Isadora leaned into Brady, taking a sip. “How’s it going?” she asked, only vaguely paying attention to the group

Luke raised his eyebrow at Tyler. He didn’t really care, but he wasn’t sure Kristi wanted everyone to know. He was sort of expecting her to lie, honestly.

Michael smirked triumphantly when Tyler decided to put his pants back on.

Kristi: glared at Tyler. “This is why we aren’t bros anymore, plus that’s definitely a fucking truth but whatever.” She shrugged. “We were just skinny dipping. The game had gotten a little boring after all.”

Brady shrugged a little bit. “It’s alright. I’m starting to get a little bit cold, though. I wish I could put my clothes back on.”

Tyler: smirked. “A truth worded as a dare is still a dare to tell the truth.” He raised an eyebrow at her, not sure if he believed her. “….fair enough.”

Isadora laughed a little, picking up his clothes. “Put them on,” she said, handing them to him.

Brady shook his head a bit. “Nah, that’s forfeiting my dare. Why don’t you just warm be up?” he teased.

Kristi: turned to Brady when she noticed Isadora handing him clothes. “No, don’t even think about it. You aren’t allowed to get dressed until the game is over.”

Isadora rolled her eyes at Kristi and Brady, moving to sit on his lap. “You just want me on your lap,” she whispered.

Brady huffed dramatically. “I wasn’t even considering it!” he protested.

Brady grinned, wrapping his arms around her. “Maybe so,” he teased, kissing her cheek.

Isadora shook her head. “You’re something else,” she whispered, kissing his lips lightly.

Tyler: got up and moved away from the water again, and grabbed a blanket to wrap around his shoulders. “Fuckin’ cold man, cold and wet. Next time lets have a party at like, Burger King.”

Kristi: Kristi turned to Brooke. “You need to start playing, so truth or dare?”

Brooke: Almost chocking on her drink she coughed in surprise. “Uh.. what? Okay dare I guess.”

Brady kissed her back, smiling when he pulled away. “You like me.”

Jace was distractedly drawing pictures in the sand. “I vote McDonald’s,” he said in response to Tyler’s comment.

Michael looked between Jace and Tyler for a moment. “Taco Bell.”

Tyler: nodded at Jace. “You’re right those fries are much better. You the man.” Tyler held up a hand at Michael. “Wait okay, taco bell is great, but it also fucks up my insides.”

Kristi: Kristi thought for a moment, before grinning. “Alright, I dare you to strip someone down to their underwear using only your teeth. You can choose who you strip.”Jace contemplated the fast food places without turning his eyes from the sand. “I’m down for Taco Bell, too. Let’s go to both.”

Brooke: Laughing she shook her head. “Wait I said truth.”

Isadora shook her head, leaning in to kiss him again. “I really like you a lot,” she whispered.

Michael looked over at what Jace was drawing. “Yo, bro, is that me?” he asked.

Kristi: raised an eyebrow. “Nope too late, you can’t change now. I’m pretty sure you can back out my doing a shot and taking off a piece of clothing if you really want to.”

Tyler: shook his head. “Nah Brooke you can’t uncall it.” He looked over. “Wait can we just eat all the fast food?”

Luke was pretty impressed with Kristi’s dare. “Damn, that’s really great. That’s a great dare,” he said.

Jace looked up at Michael, grinning. “Yeah, bro, can’t you tell by the muscles?” He turned his attention to Tyler, nodding. “I don’t see why not, man.”

Brady kissed her again, running his fingers through her hair. “That’s good, I was hoping the feeling was mutual.”

Isadora wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again. “You like me?” she whispered, leaning in to kiss him again.

Michael wiped a fake tear from his eye. “That’s the most beautiful drawing of me that I have ever seen.”

Kristi: grinned at Luke, feeling slightly proud of herself. “I’m pretty sure that just proves I’ve spent way too much time playing party games like this, which it’s necessarily a good thing.”

Brooke: Grumbling she made a face trying to decide if she wanted to do this dare or not. “Alright fine I just don’t know who to pick. Seeing as it was your dare might as well you Kris.”

Tyler: smiled at the drawing and then laid on his side and tilted his hat down as he yawned.

Luke shrugged. “I still think it’s pretty good,” he said, taking a drink and smirking at her.

Brady nodded a little bit, kissing her one more time. “I do, yeah.”

Jace place his hand to his heart. “Thanks, man, I worked real hard on it. I’ll have to redraw it in crayon when we get back to the house so you can keep it.” He turned to Tyler. “I’ll draw one of you too, bro. Cheese briefs and all.”

Isadora smiled against his lips, kissing him once more. “Good.”

Michael watched as Tyler laid down and crawled on top of him.

Kristi: laughed as Brooke agreed to do the dare, beckoning for her to come to her. “Go for it. Just warning you my clothes might be a little bit wet, but I’m sure you’ll be able to get them off.”

Tyler: huffed when Michael crawled on top of him. “…I can’t breath you’re crushing my lungs I’m fragile like a fucking swan,” he said, laughing breathily and looking up at Jace. “Cheese breifs are a big part of me.”

Jace looked over at Brady and Isadora curiously. “Well aren’t you two just the cutest?” He raised an eyebrow and laughed before turning towards Kristi and Brooke, waiting to see what happened.

Michael looked over at Jace. “You’re gonna draw it in crayon?” he smiled, not budging from his spot on top of Tyler.

Brady looked over when Jace spoke to them, letting out a laugh. “We are pretty fucking cute, I think.”

Isadora picked up a handful of sand and tossed it at Jace. “Shut up,” she said, taking a drink from her beer and then kissing Brady again.

Tyler: tried to squirrel out from underneath Michael but he wasn’t strong enough. “Alright but if a tidal wave comes, please don’t leave me trapped under your massive body.”

Jace ”You probably wear them everyday,” he said to Tyler as he looked at Michael. “Hell yeah, I am. Crayola.” He smiled just before sand hit him in the face. “Jesus, can’t even compliment anyone these days. At least Brady appreciates my words, damn.”

Brady smiled and kissed Isadora again before laughing a bit at Jace. “Sorry, man. I won’t let her throw anymore sand at you.”

Michael grinned, nodding at Tyler. “Deal. I’ll save your ass if a wave comes.” He turned to Jace. “Bro… I’m so honored right now. I’m going to hang it on my wall.”

Brooke: Wandering over to Kristi she walked in a circle around her trying to decide how to go about taking off her clothes.

Tyler: poked Michael. “Okay but my whole body is falling alseep here.”

Michael sighed and rolled off of him. “Better?”

Kristi: looked over at Brooke. “If you need any help I can move so I’m positioned better or something.”

Brooke: “Nah I think I got it, arms up.” Hooking her teeth onto her shirt and standing on her tip toes to try and pull it over her head.

Kristi: lifted her arms, and squatted slightly so that Brooke could get the shirt off. Kristi couldn’t help but laugh slightly as Brooke worked on getting her shirt off, but did her best not to move so that it wouldn’t be more difficult for Brooke.

Brooke: Finally tugging her shirt off she stuck her tongue out at her, “Don’t laugh at me. I’m short okay.”

Tyler: clapped at Brooke and Kristi. “Good job I really thought one of you was gonna fall over.”

Kristi: grinned placing her shirt down on the ground. “Hey, it was amusing. I think we have to do the pants next.”

Brooke: “Look here Magic Mike. I will hurt you.”

Tyler: “Don’t hurt me I’m tired and cold.”

Jace nodded at the two girls. “You definitely have to do the pants next.”

Brooke: “Don’t be rude then. I have to figure out how to take this girls pants off. “

Tyler: “I’m not being rude it looked like someone was about to fall over.”

Kristi: widened her eyes dramatically. “Hey, this girl has a name. You’re stripping me, so you’d think at this point we’re close enough where you’d use my name.”

Michael looked up at the stars, trying to find constellations even though he had no idea how to.

Brooke: “Shut up Tyler. Just shh yourself. Why don’t you give one of your bros a lap dance or just sit there like a good wall flower for a minute okay?” Patting her on the head, “Shh baby shh. We are close, I’ll even call you in the morning after this is over.” She teased.

Jace rolled his eyes at the scene in front of him. “Where the hell is Peyton?”

Tyler: pouted. “I’m not a wallflower.” He got up and went to the cooler for another beer, carefully stepping over the seaweed.

Summer looked over at Jace. “I was wondering the same thing.”

Jace turned towards Summer. “She just left me hangin’ here while all y’all were busy cuddling up with one another and having sex in the ocean and shit.”

Kristi: pretended to pout as Brooke patted her on the head. “For a second it just seemed like you didn’t care about me at all, and I thought we had something special,” she joked. “Now how about we get these pants off so we can get on with this game.”

Tyler: shouted at Michael while he star gazed. “UFO.”

Summer frowned a little bit, patting Jace’s arm reassuringly. “I’m sure she’ll show up and you guys can cuddle each other.”

Michael jumped, glaring at Tyler. “Don’t shot at me, bro. That’s rude.”

Jace pouted a little. “I hope she shows up with nachos.”

Tyler: scoffed. “I’mma shout at you when I shout at you because I’m a real brotha.”

Brooke: “Oh you are special. You’re the only girl in my life sugar.” Biting at her jeans it took her a while before she managed to get her shorts buttoned and pulled them off easily. “Done.”

Michael shoved Tyler’s arm and went back to stargazing.

Kristi: stepped out of her shorts, finally in her underwear, before turning to Brooke and dramatically kissing her on the cheek. “Wow I feel so close to you now that you’ve stripped me. Now you have to go and ask someone else so we can keep this game going.”

Tyler: looked at everyone. “Wait so who’s turn is it?”

Brooke: Looking around the circle she pointed at Brady, “Truth or dare? Person who’s name I do not know.”

Brady raised his eyebrows a little bit before shrugging. “Dare works for me,” he said.

Brooke: “I dare you to be someone’s slave for ten minutes you can choose who but keep in mind they can make you do whatever they want for the next ten minutes. May the odds be ever in your favor.”

Brady thought about it for a minute. The logical choice would be to pick Summer since she was probably too nice to make him do anything but he decided to pick someone else. “Alright, I’ll be Jace’s slave,” he shrugged.

Jace shrugged. “Cool. Too bad you can’t make me hot pockets on the beach.”

Brady thought about it for a moment. “I could walk back to the house and make you a hot pocket and bring it back? That’ll take the whole ten minutes, though, I think.”

Jace looked at Brady, seriously taking this into consideration. “You’d do that?”

Brady nodded seriously. “I would definitely do that. I’m a slave for you,” he said.

Jace smiled. “Alright, Britney Spears, go for it. I like the pepperoni kind.”

Brady nodded and stood up, making his way back to the house to make Jace a hot pocket.

Tyler: perked up. “Britney Spears?”

Brooke: “She’s not actually here. Calm your cheese boxers boy.

Jace watched as Brady walked away. “Make sure it’s seasoned crust!” he called out, hoping he heard him. “I’d be offended if you brought back the weird crispy crust one.

Tyler: “They are BRIEFS.” Ty huffed.

Brooke: “Does that really make it better?”

Michael looked around the group before settling on Tyler. “Yo, truth or dare, man?”

Tyler: blinked. “Oh shit. Uh, kay. Dare. But if I have to move…i might…not.”

Michael thought about it for a minute. “Alright. I dare you to make out with Jace.”

Brooke: Clapping she nodded. “Now this I would pay to see.”

Tyler: raised an eyebrow. “Awe come on man why you gotta do that…”

Jace looked at Michael, eyes widening.

Michael shrugged a little bit. “You could always strip and take a shot.”

Summer looked over at the group, only catching the last bit of the conversation. “What’s happening?”

Brooke: “No don’t be a baby I stripped Kristi down to her underwear with me teeth. You can kiss him.” Looking over at Summer she crawled to where she was and plopped down next to her. “Tyler is gonna make out with Jace.”

Tyler: narrowed his eyes. “I’m not a pussy. I don’t back down…” He looked at Jace. “Unless I have an unwilling participant. Then it ain’t my fault if I have to back down.”

Summer nodded a bit when Brooke spoke. “Sounds fun, I guess?” Though it didn’t really sound fun at all. “At least they’re both wearing clothes.”

Michael grinned, leaning back and watching the scene unfold.

Brooke: Leaning against her she grinned, “Don’t worry sugar. I bet one of them will back down.”

Jace glanced at Summer. “Michael’s tryna see his fantasies played out live.” He looked over at Tyler, bringing his brows together. “I can’t tell if you’re challenging me or willing me to get us out of this.”

Summer laughed a little bit, leaning against Brooke as well. “Yeah, I have a feeling that’s gonna happen too.”

Tyler: laughed a bit. “I’m doing both? I leave our fate in your hands.”

Michael started chanting for the two of them to kiss.

Brooke: “See Tyler’s being a chicken about it already. It’s just a kiss boys I promise you won’t get cooties. If Michael had dared one of you to kiss me or Summer you wouldn’t be so hesitant, but it’s pretty much the same thing.”

Jace looked around the group, stalling. “He’s tryna blame me for our failure, do you see this? It’s outrageous.”

Michael continued to chant.

Isadora got herself a drink and sat down, joining Michael in chanting.

Summer looked between the two boys. “No one’s going to judge you if you pass.”

Brooke scoffed and shook her head, “Lies, Summer might not judge you but I probably will.”

Michael started chanting louder and with more enthusiasm.

Tyler: has way too much pride to let this pace and he turns to Jace. “You took to long to decide and now I gotta prove I got balls so pucker the fuck up and swallow your spit cause I ain’t finna drown in there.” He leaned forward and…yeah started making out.

Michael cheered.

Summer felt her eyes widen and she laughed a tiny bit. “Oh my gosh, they’re actually making out.”

Isadora clapped and cheered a little, laughing when Summer spoke.

Jace widened his eyes as Tyler’s lips met his and they stayed that size for the entire time their mouths were together.

Brooke cheered, “Look at you go. So proud of you Tyler, such a proud mama moment.”

Michael couldn’t hold in his laughter at the look on Jace’s face.

Tyler: pulled away after about thirty seconds (standard minimum makeout time fyi) and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “…Jesus is never going to love me again.”

Brooke: “Oh sure he will. Jesus doesn’t discriminate, everyone knows that.”

Summer shook her head a little, pressing her hand to her mouth to hold in her laughter. “I cannot believe that just happened.”

Isadora laughed a little, realizing she should have taken a picture.

Jace casually pushed Tyler off him as soon as they parted and wiped his mouth with both hands, eyes taking awhile to return to their normal size.

Tyler: nodded at Jace. “You cool? You alright? I ain’t gonna be arrested on assault charges right?”

Jace took a second to collect himself before shrugging as casually as he could. “Nah, I’m cool, ya just swooped in too fast. Caught me off guard, ya know.”

Brooke: Humming Chandelier under her breath she muttered, “Here’s comes the shame here comes the shame.”

Tyler: rolled his eyes. “I have no shame it was a dare.” He shrugged. “I like the element of surprise you know I’m a ninja.”

Michael laughed at his friends, shaking his head a bit before taking a drink of his beer.

Jace glared at Michael as he took a sip of his own beer.

Brooke: “A shameless Ninja. Well aren’t you something special.” Getting up to grab a beer from the cooler, “Anyone want one?”

Tyler: cleared his throat. “Okay, now that this is done, I’mma get revenge and fuck ya’ll up with this. Dora, truth or dare?”

Isadora groaned, glaring at him. “Dare,” she said, giving him a look.

Jace looked at the drink in his hand, examining the contents, before turning towards Brooke. “Sure, I’ll take another.” He then turned towards Isadora to see what she’d pick.

Summer shook her head at Brooke. “No, but I’ll take a bottle of water if you don’t mind,” she smiled.

Michael raised his hand. “I need a beer! Beer me!”

Isadora nodded at Brooke. “Yes please,” she smiled.

Tyler: raised his eyebrows. “Aight, aight. I dare you….to cut a chunk of your hair off, OR…strip and sit here ass naked for the rest of the game.”

Brooke gathered everything out of the cooler, passing drinkings to everyone. Sitting back down next to Summer just as Tyler spoke. “Oh my god. That’s so MEAN.”

Tyler: shrugged. “I got the short stick, you all get the short stick.”

Summer frowned a bit at the dare Tyler gave to Isadora, feeling bad for her. “Thank you,” she said to Brooke when the girl handed her the water bottle.

Brooke: “Pft no you’re mean to Michael not to Dora! She’s just a little Mexican trying to keep Swiper from swiping.”

Tyler: “You know I made that mistake too but she’s Italian, so I win everything, and my dare stands STRONG.”

Brooke: “No. Way. You’re Italian?”

Isadora gave Tyler a deathly glare and shook her head. “You must be really fucked up right now, because there’s no way in hell I’m doing either of those things,” she said, shaking her head. “Someone get me a shot,” she said, pulling her shirt over her head. She nodded a little. “Yup. Italian,” she shrugged.

Michael grabbed for the bottle of tequila and offered it to Isadora.

Brooke: “Well then, didn’t see that one coming. The real question is, do you speak Italian?”

Isadora took the shot straight from the bottle and handed it back. “Thank you.” She laughed a little, and shrugged. “I speak some. Not much though. My parents never really taught me so I just picked up on stuff,” she said. “Summer, truth or dare?”

Tyler: tched and shrugged. “Well, I tried. Not my fault some people can’t take the heat.”

Summer sighed, thinking about it for a moment. “Um. I don’t know. Dare?”

Isadora thought for a moment, biting her bottom lip. “I dare you to make out with Tyler, groping and all,” she said.

Michael shifted a little bit in his spot, grabbing the bag of marshmallows he found and eating one.

Tyler: perked up. “…I like this dare. I’m sorry I was ever mean to you, dora.”

Brooke: “All the making out.” Moving away from Summer so they’d have room

Summer frowned, running her hand through her hair. “Okay, I’m gonna pass, I think,” she said quietly.

Michael started laughing at Tyler. “Bro, your girlfriend doesn’t even want to make out with you.”

Isadora laughed a little, reaching for the marshmallows and shoving one in her mouth.

Tyler: sighed. “Man, denied.” He glared at Michael. “Hey fuck off.”

Brooke ”Awe that’s just sad.” Nudging Summer with her foot, “Just do it. You only have to for like thirty seconds. You can totally do this Sugar Booger. I have faith in you.”

Brady approached the group with Jace’s hot pocket, handing it to him before sitting down by Isadora. “Hey, you lost your shirt.”

Summer frowned even more. “Everyone’s watching,” she whined to Brooke.

Brooke ”Well we’re on a tv show so all of America will be watching you soon enough. Get used to it.”

Isadora nodded. “It was either my shirt, or my hair, or all my clothes,” she shook her head. “Summer, don’t do it if you don’t want to. Remember, if you’re not comfortable, don’t,” she said with a shrug.

Tyler: held up his hands. “Hey if she doesn’t want to do it she shouldn’t have to do it, that’s why we got the double shot rule. I’ll take your shots.”

Isadora rolled her eyes at Tyler. “You just want to drink,” she scoffed.

Jace reached for one of the marshmallows Michael was holding and was about to bite into it when he saw Brady. “Fuck yes, man, you’re my new favorite.” He threw the marshmallow at Michael and bit into the hot pocket. “I earned this,” he gave a satisfied smile.

Brooke ”But they are right, if you’re not comfortable don’t do it. I was super comfortable leaning against you.”

Tyler: frowned. “Uh, no. I don’t want her to have to do something she doesn’t want to do, and I don’t want her to have to drink. If I wanted to drink I’d just drink.”

Summer made a face. “It’s not that I don’t want to do it because I do, I just, you know,” she shrugged. “You can take my shots,” she nodded before pulling her shirt over her head.

Brady patted Jace on the head gently, pleased that he seemed to be happy with his hot pocket. “It’s the pepperoni one you like,” he grinned before turning to Isadora. “Your hair? What about your hair?”

Michael ate another marshmallow before throwing one at Tyler.

Brooke shrugging she crawled back over to Summer and laid her head in her lap. “I’m going to lay on you now. We’re officially best friends.”

Isadora nodded. “Tyler dared me to cut off a chunk of hair or take of all my clothes. I did a shot and took off my shirt instead,” she shrugged.

Summer laughed a little pit, petting Brooke’s hair. “Okay, that’s fine with me. I’d love to be best friends with you.”

Tyler: took the two shots and then pinched the bridge of his nose, definitely feeling the alcohol now. “Don’t throw things at me I’m gonna fall over.”

Brady nodded slowly. “Yeah, if he dared me to cut off my hair I’d probably just get naked. I mean, I’m already almost naked,” he shrugged.

Brooke ”Oh good because you’re my first one. You should feel honored.” Laughing at Tyler. “Well someone’s drunk.”

Jace ”I love you man,” he said to Brady, taking another bite of his hot pocket. He turned to the others. “The double shots rule is so damn random,” he said with his mouth full.

Michael threw another marshmallow at Tyler and then looked around at the group. “Shit, man, more than half of us are shirtless.”

Brooke raised her arms in victory. “I still have my shirt. Success!”

Summer laughed a bit. “I’m feeling very honored right now,” she promised.

Tyler: tried to gather his thoughts. “It’s so…” He wavered a little as he stood and almost slipped in the sand. “…Its for…so she…doesn’t drink. DONT THROW THINGS AT ME.”

Brady nodded at Jace. “I love you too, man.”

Isadora shrugged. “I don’t really feel like showing everyone everything,” she said quietly. “Can I have another marshmallow?” she asked Michael.

Michael smirked a bit, throwing another marshmallow at Tyler before handing one to Isadora. “We should change up the game. Shirts versus skins.”

Brady nodded slowly, thinking that made sense. “Hey, cool, marshmallows,” he said, grabbing one from the bag.

Tyler: flinched five seconds after the marshmallow hit him and waved his hands in frustration. “Stop…stop. St-op. Sto…..p….stop.” He reached down for the bottle of jaeger and sucked down another shot’s worth. “Skins…skinning. Is bad…silence of the LAMBS.”

Summer frowned over in Tyler’s direction before looking at Jace and Michael. “One of you better help him back to the house when the game is over.”

Brooke: Watching Tyler for a few moment she tried not to laugh, “Wow… you my friend are a mess but speaking of a mess my stupid weirdo partner left like randomly packed up and was gone. That was annoying. Also I want a popsicle.”

Jace looked over at Tyler and then at Summer. “Nah, we were gonna just let him sit here and wander into the ocean.” He laughed. “Don’t worry, he’ll get tucked into bed all safe and sound tonight.”

Tyler: squinted and frowned dramatically. “I don’t neeeed help, ‘m not…scared of anything I can do…walk to house. Can do tha- POPSICLE.”

Michael tossed another marshmallow at Tyler’s face. “He’ll probably pass out here. We’ll just leave him.”

Summer frowned at Michael but sent a smile to Jace. “Thank you,” she said to him before turning to Brooke. “I’m sorry he did that.”

Tyler: whined when the marshmallow hit him but instead he just fell over with his bottle and took another sip. “….your paaaartner…is a….giiiiiiiant DILDO but…popsicles.” He blinked when he heard Jace say safe and sound. “Saaaafe and sooooooound, saaaafe and sooooound, hollld your groooooound. Dun dun da da da DUN…dun…da da da DUn DUn…” he continued to sing the Safe and Sound song, very poorly.

Jace stared at the last piece of hot pocket in his hand, thinking hard, and reached for one of the marshmallows. He put both food items in his mouth at once and began chewing, making an unpleasant face and shaking his head. Swallowing, he glanced at Tyler. “Someone stuff some fucking marshmallows in his mouth, please.”

Brooke: “It’s all good I didn’t really know him, but apparently he was a giant dildo. I know Tyler I know. I want a popsicle too but I’m definitely not moving.”

Summer frowned at Tyler. “Hey, how about you give me the bottle of alcohol,” she asked pleasantly, thinking it was probably best he stopped drinking.

Michael continued to throw marshmallows at Tyler, hoping he’d shut the fuck up. “God, he’s obnoxious.”

Brooke ”Yes good, share that bottle of alcohol with me. Sharing is caring.”

Jace nudged Michael. “Bro, throw them into his mouth.”

Tyler: seemed to think about it before his eyes widened. “IM UNDERAGED THIS IS ILLEGAL I CAN’T GO BACK.” He threw the bottle out into the ocean and rolled over to try and get back on his feet.

Michael started throwing the marshmallows towards Tyler’s mouth, hoping he’d land a few in.

Summer felt her eyes widen at Tyler’s outburst. “Tyler, babe, can you just sit down? Please?” she asked, worried he’d hurt himself.

Tyler: got to his feet and then stumbled to find his balance. “No no but you…should stay…i have to go…mexico. no. Can..da. Canda? Cananada? Can…I gotta go you are pretty…eeeeven if you don’t want to kiss me.” He started to walk down the beach. “Cananada is this way,” he said, with conviction.

Summer frowned a bit, looking down at Brooke. “I’m really sorry, I’ll be back and you can lay on me again,” she promised, pushing the girl off gently before standing up and following after Tyler. “Hey, babe, come sit down again.”

Michael looked around for a stick and when he found one he put a marshmallow on the end and stuck it near the fire.

Jace stuffed another marshmallow in his mouth as he watched Summer go after Tyler. “This is like TV.”

Tyler: pointed out down the beach. “…Canda.” He leaned over Summer’s shoulder and glared at Jace. “YOU’RE A TV.”

Summer put her hands on Tyler’s waist to steady him. “Hey, there’s no reason to shout, especially not in my ear,” she laughed. “Come back and sit down, yeah? Canada can wait.”

Isadora let out a small sigh. “This is getting kind of boring,” she whispered.

Brady frowned a little over at Isadora. “Are you getting tired?”

Tyler: narrowed his eyes at Isadora. “You’re boring.” He turned back to Summer. “…I…I’m drunk and you…should know. That…I’m drunk. and…I want a smore. Michael. MICHAEL.” He took a deep breath. “MICHAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEL.”

Michael heard Tyler yelling his name and sighed dramatically, choosing to ignore his drunk ass.

Isadora nodded a little, leaning up to kiss his cheek. “Only a little bit. I don’t know what’s going on anymore,” she shrugged.

Summer frowned. “Hey, come on. Come back and sit down and I’ll make you a s’more, okay? You just need to sit before you fall into the ocean.”

Brady ran his fingers through the girl’s hair gently. “Tyler’s drunk and stumbling off to Canada… and that’s all I got.”

Tyler: eyes widened and look out into the ocean. “Summer…i have…I have a secret. And…you can’t…tell anyone but…I can’t swim.”

Tyler: frowned when Michael didn’t react and he pointed at Jace. “Jace. JACE. JAAACE. Michael is dead…dead?….deeeaf. deaf.”

Summer nodded carefully, even though she already knew this. “Okay. I won’t tell anyone,” she promised. “How about I give you a kiss if you come back and sit down with me?” she offered.

Michael sighed again, turning his marshmallow so it roasted properly and ignored Tyler again.

Jace was sick of the marshmallows, and threw the the one he was holding into the fire. He turned to Tyler and gave him a serious expression. “Yeah, man, he lost his ears.”

Isadora laughed, nodding her head. “I noticed that. How much did he drink?” she asked. She turned to Michael, giving him a nudge. “You okay?”

Michael nodded, nudging Isadora back. “Tyler is so fucking loud,” he whined, bringing his marshmallow from the fire. “Look at that, I didn’t even burn it.”

Brady shrugged. “I don’t know, I disappeared to make Jace a hot pocket. I wasn’t around.”

Tyler: gaped at Jace. “He lost his…he…” He pointed at Summer. “He lost his ears…gotta find them. I’ll find them because…he’s my brother I’ll find…his ears cause he’d…he’d find my ears.”

Summer stepped away from Tyler, rolling her eyes a bit. “Yeah, okay, go look for his ears.”

Jace grinned, finding entertainment in this. “I think they’re buried in the sand, bro. Could take weeks to find on this beach. Months, even.”

Tyler: nodded and stumbled down to where the shells were at the shore to look for his ears. “I like you summer you’re…niiiiice….and not a bitch!” He nodded to himself and he sat down in the damp sand and started digging around shells. “I’ll find them i have….yeeeeeaaars.”

Summer shot Jace a look, walking back over to the group. “You can go pull him away from the ocean, then.”

Michael ate his marshmallow and then started roasting another over the fire.

Jace rolled his eyes. “Tyler!” He yelled loud enough for the other boy to hear him. “I think they’re buried over here somewhere.” He pointed to a random spot nearby. “Get away from the water before a jellyfish attacks you or some shit.”

Isadora frowned a little. “You made a hot pocket?” she asked. “You seem really bothered,” she said with Michael.

Brady shrugged a bit. “I was dared to be Jace’s slave. All he wanted was a hot pocket.”

Michael looked over at Isadora and shook his head. “I’m really not. I just really love marshmallows and Tyler’s being annoyingly loud.”

Tyler: eyes widened. “JELLYFISH HUNTING. I…that’s on tv…I need a net…can I have a net…no wait…ears…oh man I’m really drunk. Who…who let me do this? This is bad.”

Summer sat back down with the group, rubbing her forehead a bit. “I’m getting tired.”

Jace shook his head, giving up on Ty. Leaning back so that he was laying in the sand, he let out a sigh and began speaking to no one in particular. “Where the fuck is Peyton?”

Michael rolled his eyes, pushing to his feet and walking over to Tyler. “Up you go,” he said, picking him up and carrying him back to the group. He dropped him on his ass by Summer and went to sit back down by Isadora.

Summer frowned over at Jace. “I’m sorry she didn’t come to the party.”

Jace blinked at Summer before looking up at the sky. “It’s fine,” he shrugged. “I don’t really care. Just wondering what she’s been up to all night.”

Summer shrugged a bit. “She could be in her room watching Netflix. Or maybe she’s feeling sick again.”

Jace frowned. “You think so?”

Summer shrugged again. “I don’t know. You could always just go check on her when you go back to the house?”

Tyler: blinked, confused to how he got back, and for once was quiet for five seconds before he spoke up again. “….Peyton likes you I think I…know that…I do.” He looked at Michael, with sincere guilt. “…I didn’t find your ears.”

Michael rolled his eyes. “It’s okay, bro. Jace found them for me.”

Jace nodded at Summer. “Yeah, I don’t know, maybe.” Then he looked at Tyler and laughed in response. “You’re so wasted, bro.”

Tyler: smiled a bit. “You heard me you have ears.” He nodded to himself and then frowned. “That…doesn’t make sense…I CANT…feel my face.” He looked at Jace, as thought he was just realizing this for the first time. “I’m wasted…” He shook his head, and immediatly regretted it by how dizzy he got. “Peyton…likes you or…she would have been real…real mad that…you forgot her hair color but…” He covered his mouth to stop himself from throwing up. “…But she didn’t. She wants you to like her.”

Michael made a face at Tyler. “Yo, you’re embarrassing yourself bro,” he whispered.

Summer made a face at Jace. “I’ll check on her for you, if you want?” she offered.

Tyler: frowned. “I don’t…care. I don’t care. I’m fine. I’m…fine,” he said as he laid down on his back. “‘M fine.”

Jace groaned at the reminder of his previous mistake, shaking his head. “Alright, bro… I’ll take your word for it as long as you don’t puke.” Turning to Summer, he nodded. “Yeah… sure. Girls normally do that for each other, right?” He thought about it for a second. “Or should I do it? Am I supposed to?”

Michael nudged Tyler with his foot. “Yo, bro. Listen to me. Sober up.”

Summer bit down on her lip to hide her grin. “You should probably do it. You’re kind of supposed to, I mean, you are her boyfriend. I’m sure she’d appreciate it.”

Jace nodded his head as she spoke. “Yeah,” he said hesitantly. “Sure, that makes sense. I will.”

Tyler: nodded in agreement. “I’m gonna sober up I’m sober I can..canada? I can’t go back to jail…Oh. Sober. I’m gonna be sober I’m gonna…” He trailed off and rolled over to stagger himself up again. “I’m gonna throw up.”

Summer nodded encouragingly. “She’ll appreciate it a lot, I think. This way you’re showing her that you care about her.”

Michael kicked Tyler. “If you’re gonna fucking throw up do it away from us.”

Tyler: fell down from the kick, easily losing his footing, but pulled himself back up to wander away from the group so he would not throw up on the marshmallows.

Jace cleared his throat and adjusted his arms so that one was behind his head like a pillow. “Uh, yeah. Maybe.”

Michael watched Tyler staggering away, keeping an eye on him so he didn’t wander into the ocean.

Summer thought for a minute. “Maybe you should take her some food, too. That’s a nice gesture, especially since she probably didn’t eat dinner.”

Jace looked around them and scrunched up his nose. “All we have are marshmallows and cold burgers.” He contemplated. “I don’t think they’d taste well together.”

Summer had to agree with him. “You could make her a hot pocket?” she suggested.

Michael started roasting marshmallows again.

Jace thought about it. “What kind do you think she’d like?”

Summer hummed a bit. “You know, I actually think she’d be a fan of the pepperoni kind, too. And you can even tell her that you made her one of her favorites. If she’s sick, that’ll probably make her feel a lot better.”

Jace rubbed his eyes, sleepily. “Mm, yeah that makes sense. She is Italian. Pizza is italian, right?”

Summer nodded a bit. “I’m pretty sure it is, yeah. She’ll love it. You should totally make her one.”

Jace hummed. “Yeah, I guess I could do that. If she’s feeling sick and stuff.”

Summer smiled brightly, patting his leg gently. “That’s really nice of you, Jace. She’ll appreciate it, I’m sure.”

Michael looked around for Tyler, making sure he hadn’t wandered into the ocean.

Tyler: is just chilling on a rock by some bushes sobering up and texting people when it’s way too late to text people.

Brooke: Wandering over to Tyler she looked over his shoulder. “Who ya texting?”

Tyler: blinked and looked over at Brooke, he was sobering up. “Uh…m’ brother.”

Brooke: Sitting down next to him she crossed her legs, “Oh your brother who’s not your brother. Fun.”

Tyler: looked at her wonderingly. “No…he is my brother. Not blood brother but…he’s the closest person I have…” He coughed a bit. “And he usually knows what to do when I’m fucked up.”

Brooke: “I get that. I don’t really have a closet person.” Picking at her nail polish she wondered what it’d be like to have a brother, who’s not a blood brother but the closet thing they’ve got. “Are ya feeling better?”

Tyler: smiled a bit and sniffed, wiping his nose. “I can be your closest person if you want. Don’t mind. And I like you.” He shrugged. “I threw up, and now I’m sobering up, and I miss my ex and I miss my brother.”

Summer moved to sit by Michael, leaning on his shoulder and taking a marshmallow from the bag.

Michael looked over when Summer sat down by him, letting her lean on him. “Man, if Tyler tries to rip my arms off for letting you lean on me I’m gonna be real upset.”

Brooke: “Yeah? Okay then. I like you too, by the way.” Leaning against him she scrunched up her nose, “Yeah I can smell the throw up. I’m sorry you miss them but you’ll see your brother soon enough and you know your ex is you ex for a reason. She should probably stay that way.”

Summer rolled her eyes playfully, taking another marshmallow from him. “He’s drunk and he disappeared. Anyway, I doubt he’d be mad about this.”

Tyler: “Sorry you have to smell it,” he muttered, playing with the phone in his hands. “I know. I mean ain’t like I…MISS him miss him. Just…you know, little shit. We’d always take turns getting drunk so we could police the other one, ya feel like…he always had my back.” He looked at Brooke. “Ha…he says the same shit. Only..his is more like ‘yo Ty, your desperate ass goes back to that bitch imma kick you in the balls for her’.” Ty cleared his throat again. “Sorry I got drunk. I’m not a fan of being…that trashed anyway.”

Brooke: Shrugged silently, “I don’t care, shit happens man.” Nodding along when as he talked, “Well I don’t care if you get drunk. The only reason everyone else does is because they’re sober. Your brother sounds like a fun guy.”

Michael looked down at Summer. “Do you ever get bored at parties? Like, shit. You’re the only one sober.”

Tyler: smiled a bit at her. “Yeah he is. You’d probably like him. He’s real smart. Actually graduated…going places, you know. He almost got a scholarship to college but…” Ty shrugged. “It’s not easy…” He shook his head and tapped his temples. “This is gonna be a bitch of a hangover…” He fiddled with his phone again. “My ex used to have the best hangover remedy you know like, shit, I should have asked what was in it.” He looked over at Brooke. “Maybe I shouldn’t talk about exes,” he said softly, remembering what happened to her old girlfriend. “Sorry.”

Summer shook her head a little bit. “Not really. I don’t usually mind it much. Drunk people don’t really bother me. Not usually, anyway,” she sighed.

Michael nodded slowly. He looked around at the mess on the beach before trying to locate the rest of their friends. “I didn’t really like drinking when I first started but then it kind of grew on me.”

Summer hummed thoughtfully, watching the fire. “It’s just not my thing. Plus, someone has to stay sober and look after you guys.”

Michael cleared his throat. “Speaking of not sober people…” he trailed off. “Tyler’s a good guy, you know? He might be kind of an idiot but I think his intentions are always good. Plus he seems to really like you and as disgusted as I am by how coupley you are, I think you’re a good match. Weird, but good.”

Brooke: “I never applied to college, my dad wanted me to but I didn’t really want to. You can go places without college, it’s just harder.” Humming quietly she listened to him speaking for a while, “I have a pretty good hangover cure, I’ll feed you ramen and lots of bananas tomorrow. It always helps me.” Meeting his gaze she looked away, “Oh you can talk about her, I don’t mind.”

Summer smiled up at him, thinking it was a little weird that he was being nice to her but she definitely wasn’t complaining. “Oh, well, thank you. I think,” she laughed.

Tyler: smiled sadly. “Maybe you can. I’m not very good at many things…I’m good at drinking and…talking. Not even good at stripping I just have a nice face so it gets me by.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “So what do you do then? And you will? I heard bananas are a miracle food.” He saw her look away and then stared out into the water. “Nah, it’s alright. I’m not supposed to talk about her ain’t really a good idea.”

Brooke: “Sure you are, you just have to find your thing and hope you get lucky. Me? I uh… I work at Vogue. Nothing very special just a lowly assistant but it’s a good place to start.” Nodding her head she smiled, “Yeah bananas are the cure to all things, but um what happened with you and your girlfriend?”

Summer walked over to where Tyler and Brooke were, sitting down next to them quietly and just listening in on what they were talking about.

Tyler: looked down. "Uh, I mean, I left because I had too...you know I figured there's a fucking point where a person shouldn't take anymore but...I don't know, people have been pushing me aside and giving up on me my whole damn life, and she never did, and I always felt like I owed her something cause of that...you feel?" He smiled when Summer came up and cleared his throat. "Uh..sorry for earlier."

Summer shrugged a little, pulling her knees up to her chest. "It's okay. I deal with drunk people a lot," she smiled. "No worries."

Tyler: nodded. "Yeah I didn't plan on getting that trashed it won't happen again for a while...uh, sorry you have to deal with drunk people a lot. Your friends drinkers or something?"

Summer shook her head. "It's really okay. I'm not bothered by it or anything," she paused. "I mean, like, they like to drink and stuff and I don't really mind it. I just tag along and drive them home. Most of them are just really goofy when they're drunk."

Tyler: swallowed, his throat was still dry from getting sick from drinking. "That's nice of you...I just get like, 20 times more obnoxious which is really fucking hard to imagine. That wasn't even my worst. I didn't pass out this time," he joked, and then rubbed the back of his neck. "Used to get kicked out of homes for that. Obnoxious. You'd think I'd learn."

Summer shrugged. She didn't really know what to say in response so she simply shook her head. "You're not that obnoxious. You just wouldn't listen to me and I was trying to help you, but it's okay, really. I'm not mad or anything. And you really weren't that bad."

Tyler: laughed a bit. "Yeah, I don't really listen when I'm drunk. Especially when I'm hardcore set one doing something or...I don't know, just being me." He flipped his phone around in his hands. "I'm pretty obnoxious and it's okay to say it, ain't a terrible thing, just a part of me." He smiled. "Well, glad you aren't mad. I would have had to grovel."

Summer shook her head again. "I really don't think you're obnoxious," she said quietly. "Just a little loud and a bit childish but it's... almost kind of cute," she laughed. "Aw, you would have groveled? Maybe I should be mad at you just to see that," she teased.

Summer rolled her eyes back at him. "Throbbing mass of manliness sounds a little weird," she laughed. "But if that's what you really want to be, who am I to stop you? I still just think you're cute, though." She nodded a bit, understanding completely. "Being an adult comes with way too many responsibilities."

Tyler: waved a hand in agreement. "You got that right..." He looked over at her. "Your parents still support you? Or are you on your own...financially at least." He gave her a crooked smile. "I can live with cute if it's gonna come from you."

Summer cleared her throat. "I mean, they give me money when I need it but I try not to ask them for much. I work on campus during the school year and when I go back home I work for my mom but every once in a while I need help," she shrugged. "Well, I guess it's your lucky day then 'cause I think you're pretty cute."

Tyler: nodded. "I don't blame you man I think if I had parents like yours I'd probably never leave like I'd just stay there forever and let them take care of me." He winked and then leaned back a bit. "What do you do on campus, smarty pants?"

Summer ducked her head a little, playing with the ends of her hair. "Uh, well, I work in the student center and I just kind of, you know, take pictures for the school's website and then for the newsletter that we hand out and whatever else they need pictures for," she shrugged. "It's not a big deal or anything."

Brooke listens to them talking for a while looking up from the poems she'd been writing. "What are we talking about? I spaced out."

Tyler: looked at Brooke. "Oh just school and work and life. What are you writing?" He chewed on his thumbnail and shook his head. "Nah I mean, I think it's a big deal. You take pictures that get published...like, legitamately. That's pretty important."

Brooke "Uh just this random thing. Wanna see?"

Summer didn't really think it was that big of a deal. It was just a job and it was just for the school but she wasn't going to argue with him. "If you say so," she smiled, shrugging a little bit and turning to Brooke.

Tyler: "Oh, really? I mean yeah, for sure if you don't mind me reading it." He looked at Summer and could tell she didn't believe him. "Hey, there are big things, and small things, but neither is more important than the other. So...school job. It's not a big thing, but it's still important...you know, important little thing."

Brooke: "I don't mind." Handing over the notebook she bit her thumb nail hoping he wouldn't think it was terrible.

Tyler: read over the poem with his eyebrows raised. The language was beautiful, way above anything he could hope to write, and...he could have sworn it sounded a little like him but...how selfish would it be to assume it was. "Did you...you just wrote this now? It's really good..." He cleared his throat. "Like uh, really good. You should be a writer."

Brooke: "Yeah I mean it's kind of about you, but not really if that sounds weird and creepy." Laughing quietly she shook her head, "I used to think so too but I don't know I like writing mostly for myself."

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