A portion of Taylon's mind took notice that the elevator door opened twice more and the persons on the outside looked in with wide eyes and smothered comments on what they were seeing. It could have been a murder taking place, a sadistic one if that, due to the young man's wide smile that hung ear to ear.

"This is going to be the best vacation ever," he said in a whisper instead of his usual outburst.

He blinked when he heard Fatima's comment and immediately loosened his grasp on her with a chorckle.

"We need to buy you a pair of heels, Fatima," he said with a wink. Heels would probably be a hazzard to everyone, but with them on, Fatima would be able to lift her head over his shoulder and take in a deep, cool, fresh breath of air. That is, if he wasn't squeezing her to death, which was likely to happen every time he saw her.

Holding the immediate need to mutter obscenities, Quinn dragged Evan off the poor damsel in distress and frowned slightly at his overly energetic neighbor. He didn't know the girl but it was obvious she didn't consider Evan her friend.

"Is anything broken?" He asked both of them, clearly aware of the threat Evan posed to even himself.

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"I'm fiiine," replied Evan spreading his arms and observing Lexi a little more than necessary. "I'm splendid," he finished with a broad smile. "Now that the mother of my future babies is here."

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Fatima swallowed hard, trying to contain her anxiousness. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy Taylon's company or Mari's. It was just the fact that people made her nervous in general, especially Taylon Wren. She could still remember her school days, hiding underneath a giant, black floppy hat, her short hair tucked underneath as she peeked around the corner at the boy she thought unreal for a very long time.

"If anything it'll be exciting," she added softly with a small smile.

Taylon had a knack for making anything exciting. Good and bad.

Panic rose in her chest at the mention of heels. Fatima could barely manage to stay off the floor on her bare feet she would never make it through with high heels.

"Heels? Uh--Isn't that hazardous?"

Taylon laughed and slowly released both girls, though keeping his arms wrapped around their shoulders.

"I would never make you wear heels. I'd like you to live for another few decades."

Heels simply didn't mix with anyone: men or female. Someone always got hurt.

As the elevator dinged, coming to a final stop at the last floor Taylon had pressed, the blonde sulked. He didn't want to leave. The true ride had only just begun. But if he didn't unpack his things, his suitcases would be left somewhere and he'd have to walk around naked. He was pretty sure Mari wouldn't approve of that, so reluctantly reached down and picked up his suitcases, his lower lip sticking out.

"This is my stop."

Lexi was fairly certain that the unfamilar male was asking her if all was right, but she didn't bother telling Evan this. And, as he began to appraise her hoodie coated body she curled up in a ball.

"I'm fine as well as I could be," she glowered, her head whipping over towards him as he mentioned something about babies. "I'm planning to be a fifty year old virgin, thank you much," she said, glaring. Glancing back to the other man, she tilted her head. "Who're you?"

She rubbed her spine as she sat up, realizing how much it hurt. Still. She wouldn't admit it. Evan would probably try kissing her better...

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"This would be my stop as well," Marina said, bending to pick up her own suitcases. "I suppose we'll be seeing you soon though, of course?" She smiled at Fatima, stepping out of the elevator. She was hoping she'd not have to drag the boy off the elevator - she could actually envision it in her mind. "What room are you staying in? We can come in and visit you later, if you don't mind."

Really, she was sure Taylon would be ecstatic with said news.

Quinn sighed and shrugged as he shoved his hands inside his pockets. There was obviously a misunderstanding by Evan's part, as usual. The girl seemed to dislike the conceited boy greatly and Quinn had to admit that hate was very likely to exist as well.

"I'm Quinn," he muttered softly as he blushed avoiding everyone's gaze.

She acted like it was him who had knocked her down. If it was up to him he wouldn't be in this stupid place to begin with. All of a sudden his mood turned for the worse.

"Well, this sucks."

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Evan stared at Lexi, slightly hurt by the tone of her voice but greatly amused by her ambition.

"Fifty years is a long time, don't you think?" He asked with a wry smile. "How about twenty?"

At hearing Quinn's last comment, his face fell and he immediately brought his arms up over his head.

"Hey! You're acting like it's all my fault. It'll get better. You'll see."

Of course, Evan knew it wouldn't but there was no point in telling Quinny. He'd just get all emo and go write in the room they rented.

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Heaving a sigh, she nodded in agreement with Taylon. She could see herself already in heels, tumbling down several floors of stairs and breaking her neck---or other parts.

"Odd, I'm staying on the floor above this one," she commented innocently. "Room 504."

She bent over to pick up her luggage, pleased to see nothing embarrassing had spilled out of them.

"You can come over," she commented but hesitated when her stomach grumbled slightly. "Maybe you can bring food?"

Perhaps she was being a bit forward but Fatima was well, starving to be honest.

"Well, hello Quinn," Lexi said, attempting to soften the edge to her voice. It wasn't as if it were his fault that she was laying on the ground, sore because of the lovely fall she took. She turned to face Evan, an incredulous look upon her face.

"You. Are a dirty boy," she declared, shaking her head. "And a lustful one at that." Finally she picked herself up off the ground, dusting off her body. "Merlin. How does a boy small as you do that much damage." She shook her head again before jerking it up to them. "Wait. Are you guys staying here as well?"

Quinn nodded and raised his hand.

"Hey," he added weakly with a small smile.

So, it was true. She really didn't like Evan. However, Quinn wasn't going to be the one to break the news to him, nor was he going to break the news to Lexi about their stay.

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Evan's eyebrows shot up and all of a sudden he felt as he was surrounded by his four, old, scolding aunts. All single. All miserable. And all wrinkly.

"I didn't do it!" He shrieked, covering his head briefly before regaining his composure. "Actually, we are staying. Yes, does it bother you?" He asked frowning, offended by the tone in her voice.

As the women came over towards them, Lexi jumped at Evan's reaction. Her brows shot up, eyeing him, before he completely changed, switching back to a normal composure.

She noted Evan's frown and bit her lip. Lexi was good at this, she realized. Offending him. She'd noticed that Evan tended to take offense rather easily about particular matters.

"Of course not," Lexi assured Evan consolingly. "Just... oh you know." Of course he didn't know. "Oh. It's... well. I was just worried, you know, about you tackling me again." She said it as convincingly as she could, even forcing a smile. Evan liked girls. She assumed he liked when they smiled and all that lovely cutesy stuff.

Not that she could admit to being cute or anything. That'd be like willingly putting on a skirt.

Still. She didn't want to upset the boy.

At the sight of the inside of the cabin, Tag dropped all the suitcases, duffels, messenger bags, and satchels that had practically overcome his small person. He caught a glimpse of the bedrooms and immediately went into panic mode. Tag lunged for the first bedroom doorway and spread out his arms and legs like a human blockade. "I call it, I call it! This is our room! Mine and Jamie's! NO GIRLS!" Tag yelled at the top of his lungs. He knew all too well what happened when you didn't call it. You got stuck sharing a double bed with two older sisters on either side of you, one pushing you one way and the other pushing you the other, both of the screaming about cold feet, and jabbing you in the middle of the night with a fingernail to make you stop snoring. It was enough to give a guy nightmares. Well, not this trip! "Anyone who enters the lair of the men must forfeit their lives!" Tag declared, eyeing all four girls, including the much too sister-like Ashlie. "I have cheez whiz, and I'm not afraid to use it!"

Quinn observed both teenagers deeply. Evan was often quite self-centered and like to attract attention to himself. It was the way he was. He liked to inflate his ego. The only problem, Quinn knew, was that he was easily hurt. He was on a constant emotional roller coaster, much like a girl. With this thought, Quinn let out a groan and rubbed the back of his neck thoughtfully, ignoring the stringy blond hair sticking to the sweat on his skin.

His gray eyes scanned the vicinity for the nearest exit. Really, this entire vacation was a bad idea from the start. Not to mention the ride here was a total nightmare.

"I'd be worried too," commented Quinn casting a nervous glance at Evan. "He isn't what you would call predictable."

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Evan shrugged off Lexi's explanation. This conversation was growing dull and Evan didn't want to get bored. He didn't enjoy being in the status of boredom. Clapping his hands he beamed at Lexi.

"Of course I know!" He exclaimed draping an arm around her shoulders and clearly not knowing at all what she meant. "I forgive you my beautiful Lexi. I hope you brought your bathing suit," he commented eagerly. "Quinn and I are going for a swim as soon as we drop our things in our room and we want for you," he added tapping her nose with the index finger of his free hand. "To join us."

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Quinn eyes widened and he shook his head.

"Who said that? I didn't!"

The sun didn't agree with Quinn's fair, freckled skin.

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Bucky was well on her way to the bathroom but a boy's shrieking voice made her turn around and well--stare. If she looked at him with crossed-eyed she could confuse him with Jamie except this one--well, was perhaps a bit more crazy. What was he going on about anyways? Cheez whiz?

"Alright. Calm down," she said eyes wide with surprise. "First of all, what is cheez whiz?"

Although her Dad was a muggle she had no idea what this was about and she imagened it was some kind of weapon of mass destruction seeing as he threatened to take out all four girls.

"Are you allowed to have one of those? Isn't it illegal?"

There was a high chance she was about to sound really stupid.

Taylon made a mental note of Fatima's room number, hoping somehow it would burn into his mind so he wouldn't be able to forget it. It would ruin the complete vacation if he was only allowed to see her this one time.

At the mention of food, his ears perked up and his eyes shone. "Yes! We'll eat in tonight!" he said, his mind already going through the little he knew of the menu, forming creations both edible and not.

He leaned forward and did his best to hug Fatima goodbye with his suitcases in his hands then sauntered off the elevator. "We'll see you soon!" he sang as he bobbed next to Mari. He would wait until the door closed to head for his room.

Taylon's eyes widened and his mouth dropped, forming a large O. A pineapple! He had almost forgotten about pineapples and the meals you could make with them! It was strange that it had been able to slip from his mind. It really had been too long since they were last together.

Without being able to contain, Taylon began a slow cackle which resorted in him dropping his suitcases and clutching his chest.

Lexi glanced at Quinn in what seemed to be a mix of relief and agreement. Or maybe that fall was making her lightheaded and dizzy. Whatever the reason, she arched a brow, smiling crookedly at him. "Not predictable, eh? How long have you known this kid?" Of course he wasn't predictable! He was the epitome of random attack. Of ambushing. He'd be a kamikaze pilot if dying didn't mean he'd never see a pretty girl again.

As Evan's arm slung over her shoulder, Lexi visibly grimaced. Physical touching was normally fine by her. Except she knew that Evan's touch was meant to make her want to woo him. Which made her shiver. Attempting to escape his arm she made a face.

"Swimming? I uh... I'm not sure about that." It wasn't that it was Evan, for once. The idea of being in a bathing suit royally terrified Lexi. Her father picked it up for her; a black bikini. Repeat. Bikini. As in, two pieces. As in, might as well be in bra and panties. Or in nudie pants for that matter! And Evan wanted her to slip into one of those and go swimming?

"I. Don't care for swimming," she admitted, flushing.

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Jamie turned to Bucky with a gasp.

"Did you..." he asked, his voice hoarse with horror. "Did you just... you... ask... don't know...? Cheez whiz is only the greatest invention of the Muggle world! Cheese in a can! A most delectible creation. Just push and eat! It's amazing!"

He sputtered with laughter at her confusion, patting her gently on the back. "Silly Bucky."

Turning to Tag, his laughter continued. "We gonna barricade ourselves in? What about Admiral Michael? He's safe right?"

Like the boy would leave his cat at home.

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Marina blinked as the elevator door dinged. The kind of blank blink that clearly read "wtf was that mate" (Australian accent encouraged). The demand of a pineapple. And Taylon's cackling. Taylong cackling was never a good sign. It was a dark omen of things to come. Like crashing things. Or broken things.

Or maybe even exploding pineapples.

Extending a finger to the dropped suicase, Marian pointed out, "You... uh... dropped your suitcase..."

Quinn, still slightly spazzing over the fact that he was going to go swimming, willingly or not, directed his wide-eye stare at Lexi. He swallowed repeatedly nearly choking on his spit.

"I've known him long enough," he muttered and quickly slapping Evan over the head and pulling him away from the girl. "Excuse me while I choke him for a little while."

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Evan was too preoccupied fantasizing Lexi in a scantily clad bikini running in slow motion on the white sandy beach. It was apparent the boy watched way too many muggle lifeguard tv shows. In his daydreaming he didn't see Quinn approach him with wild eyes and malicious intent in his crooked fingers.

Soon enough he was wheezing and making sounds of a dying animal as he attempted to pry Quinn's long fingers from his bronzed neck.

"Quinny!" He wheezed, still obnoxious while dying. "A little sun won't kill--YAAAAAH!" He finished in a cry for help.

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"Ahhhhh!" Shouted Quinn, joining him in the ruckus.

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Bucky glared at both boys. So all this fuss was over canned cheese? Cheese?! Crossing her arms over her chest she raised a single auburn eyebrow, green eyes darkening dangerously.

"Cheese? How was I supposed to know about this ridiculous canned cheese. Cheese is made out of milk. Milk and I aren't on friendly terms."

Idiots. They'd probably end up killing each other if they were left alone in one room. Jamie was enough danger to kill himself.

"I hope you both know what you're getting yourself into."

Well, if it was war they wanted...

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Fatima clutched her bags closely to her and breathed rapidly. The elevator was probably taking too long to reach the floor of her apartment. Either that and it wasn't moving at all and she hadn't realized it. This thought only sent her into further panic.

Shrieking wildly she threw herself towards the buttons and pressed the "open doors" button repeatedly, possibly breaking it in the process.

"Openopenopenopenopenopen," she shouted repeatedly without stopping once to catch her breath.

"What... what the--" Lexi cried out. She hadn't though he was actually going to choke Evan. She figured he was kidding! She couldn't imagine that the skinny pale kid would actually wrap his fingers around anyone and attempt to choke him. But there it was.

And they were both yelling. Her hands clamped to her ears and she squeezed her eyes shut. Shouting above them all, she yelled "Merlin! Would the two of you hush UP?!"

She was going to wind up having to go swimming, wasn't she?

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Jamie shook his friend at Bucky as though he thought she were a sad, sad soul. At that moment, he did think that, too. How could you not know what Cheez Wiz was? EVERYONE knew what was the magic of Cheez Wiz.

"Even if you can't eat it," he said, shaking his head, "Doesn't mean you can't KNOW of it. Cheez Wiz is a gift from the Goooods!"

Forgive the boy. He was young. A boy. What boy doesn't worship cheese in a can?

Quinn's anger still hadn't quite subsided. He wasn't only choking Evan for tricking him into going swimming but for all the other times he had tricked him or forced him to do something he would rather not. He was choking him for that time he ate his PB&J sandwich. He was choking him for that time he wrote a love letter to the daughter's neighbor and blamed it on him. He was also choking him for that time he hexed his hair into a bright, shocking pink complete with bunny ears.

However, he managed to stop screaming when Lexi's voice pierced through the shouting. His hands still around Evan's neck but no longer squeezing he stared at the girl and felt the heat creep up his neck and all over his face as his heart beat perhaps a little bit faster.

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Evan, needless to say, was screaming excessively and more than necessary. To be honest, Quinn wasn't even that strong and if Evan had wanted he could have taken down the scrawny young man in three seconds but Evan was a lover not a fighter and actions of violence never crossed his mind even if he was dying, to his belief anyways.

"Ahhh-Quinny! What about all those times we slept in the same bed."

Even after Lexi instructed them to be quiet and even after Quinn stopped squeezing and screaming, Evan went on.

"AAAAAAAAH!" He screamed and opened his eyes finally realizing everyone was done shouting. "Aaaah--aaaah--ah," he finished weakly and dropping his hands from they were trying to get rid of Quinn's hold to his sides limply, much like a sack of potatoes.

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Quinn glanced at Lexi and then back at Evan before releasing his grip and causing the boy to collapse beside him.

"I beg your pardon. I suffered from a momentary lack of judgement due to the extreme heat," he said casually, stuffing his hands into his trouser pockets and rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet.