ooc: Min'yaownbusiness *protects The Quinny*

He was analyzing the way his shoes seemed extremely dirty in comparison to the shiny and perfectly clean ground when Lexi all of a sudden was too close for comfort. Her hand rested on his arm momentarily and he moved as quickly as possible away from it without seeming rude. Perhaps he seemed rude anyway. Going into a coughing fit out of a sudden increase in his breathing, Quinn eyed both Evan and Lexi out of the corner of his eyes.

This was possibly the worst thing Evan could have ever done to him. He knew he hated the sun and everything about it not to mention his extreme discomfort around pretty girls in tiny outfits.

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Evan stood up and began to bounce around Lexi and Quinn in an excited fashion, sloppy smile on his lips and mismatched eyes shinning brightly. He didn't seem at all bothered by Lexi's question and resorted to answering it as simply as he could.

"No. I believe it's a swimsuit or nothing. I do hope you have one. Skinny dipping isn't allowed either," he remarked with a wink.

Of course, Evan failed to mention she could wear a one piece but where was the fun in that?

There was a bit of shock on Lexi's part as Quinn pulled away. She blinked, wondering if she'd maybe shocked him? Holding her hands up, she examined them, as if looking for little furls of blue electricity crackling from her fingers. "Are you okay...?" she asked as the boy began coughing hard. He didn't seem like he was.

As if he were oblivious to the brief moment (and he probably was), Evan was bouncing around them, excited. Her thoughts were confirmed; he'd combust if she said no now. And, as appealing as the idea was, she knew she'd ultimately feel guilty. And maybe a little gross after his inards greeted the outside world...

She raised one red brow at the boy, horror dripping from her voice. "You will never ever see me attempt to skinny dip."

Evan chuckled, his hands on his stomach now as if to keep in the giggles. The idea of Lexi skinny dipping was both hysterical and extremely intriguing. Although Evan would give up his left kneecap to see that he knew Lexi would probably throw herself off a cliff and fall directly on sharp rocks than skinny dip with him nonetheless.

"Relax, Lexi dear," he said suddenly approaching her and taking her hand in his. "I'd never force you to do something you didn't want to."

Of course, that didn't mean he wouldn't try everything he could to persuade her into doing so.

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Quinn nodded repeatedly at Lexi's question of his well being and loosened the top two buttons in his shirt, feeling slightly suffocated. The heat was still in his neck and face and it was making it hard to catch a good breath. Maybe a swim would be good after all, as long as it didn't involve fishes of any kind.

"Are you two done?" He asked casting a nervous glance at Evan.

He had the deep instinct to tell Evan to leave the girl alone but his warning would fall on deaf ears. Evan rarely ever gave up a hunt. He just hoped Lexi was easily persuaded as most girls.

“No one will ever see that,” Lexi was muttering as Evan came up and took her hand. Wide eyed and yelping, she jumped, started at the shock of Evan being right there. He called her dear. He always called her something with some sort of pet name. She closed her eyes momentarily, taking in a deep breath.

Never force me my bum, she thought, opening her eyes slowly.

“You, my friend, are lying.” She shook her head, glaring a bit before Quinn’s voice averted her attention. “Done? Done with what?” She glanced down at her hand, still held by Evan’s and yanked it back, crossing her arms over her chest. “We… we are not done because we’re doing nothing.”

Horrible, horrible excuse.

“Do… uh… you, you know… need to change?

There was no way in the name of Merlin she’d let them follow her back to her room. No way Evan would find out where she was staying. Heaven forbid if they were next door to each other.

Evan ignored Lexi's shock all the while chuckling. He found her temperament endearing. A bit disappointed the physical contact lasted so little he shot a glare at Quinn. Of course it was his fault. It was always his fault. Quinny boy had an uncanny ability of showing up just when things were about to get exciting.

"Lie?" He repeated in mock hurt. "I never lie."

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Quinn sighed and once more ran a hand through his pale blond hair, eyeing the receptionist, and the door. Where were they staying? He really had no clue. It was most likely a cabin but Evan was the one with the key.

"Some---wooden box or the other," he muttered miserably.

He was really starting to miss his guitar.

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"Cabin numero seeeeeeven!" Exclaimed Evan throwing his arms up in celebration of who knows what, causing the blue t-shirt he was wearing to ride up and show a piece of his belly.

Without thinking, Lexi automatically grabbed at Evan's shirt, tugging back down over his stomach. It was a habit she'd picked up ages ago when she was younger, fixing everyone's clothes when they began to ride up. Most the guys never seemed to mind, which she found rather disturbing now she was older.

As soon as she realized what she'd done, she flushed and jump back, shaking her head. Bad Lexi! Bad Lexi!

"Cabins, hmm?" she asked, eyes suddenly bright. "Really? That's.... great. I'm staying in the Resort here." She beamed, feeling as though her day just got better.

And it did.

Even if she had to wear a bikini.

Evan was once more completely oblivious to Lexi's behavior and simply squealed in delight once more. He was going to go swimming. With Lexi. The girl of his dreams. Oh, and Quinny too. But he wasn't the girl of his dreams. He wasn't even a girl, really.

"Aw," lamented Evan genuinely. "I really had hoped we'd be neighbors," he added winking and elbowing her gently...repeatedly.

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Quinn observed Evan act like an escapee circus monkey and ran a hand down his face, quite embarrassed by what could have been his younger brother in another life. The fact that she seemed pleased that they were going to stay in different quarters was a bit disappointing to Quinn. His stomach sank and he couldn't quite put his finger on the reason why.

"I guess it's best if we get going," he said picking up his bags and kicking Evan in the bum in the process."

The quoting was really freaking her out. Lexi took a step away from the boy, arching a brow. "I can't believe you're staying in those cabins. Three rooms is the most, you know that?" She wrinkled her nose. She was not an outdoorsy girl, even if it was a cabin on the beach. It just seemed that much more romantically cliche anyway.

It would've been a shame if they were neighbors. She had a sudden vision of Evan with his nose pressed up to her window, rapping on the window. It was a pretty horrifying vision.

"...am I supposed to meet you guys or will we just meet at the pool?" she asked suddenly in a resigned voice.

Bikini. Ack. She really couldn't care to be seen in one.

Yet, there was that guilty nagging feeling in her stomach at the idea of hurting Evan. He was a sensitive egomaniac.

Lexi's eyes widened as she was enveloped suddenly in a bear hug; she found that she couldn't breathe when he did this. Maybe he wasn't as small as he appeared. Either way, she flailed to be let go, though she knew it wouldn't happen. Pffft. Adorable? What's with his sudden random adorable comment?

"Seee yoooou!" she attempted to wave at Quinn, not being able to see him running away. Why couldn't Evan be more like Quinn? So calm and... well. Quinn wasn't really calm either, was he?

When she was finally released from Evan's irontight grip, she readjusted her clothing and hair, brushing herself off before looking up at the boy with arched brows. "Uhm... no... no I don't..."

How... strange.

Quinn managed to keep his pace all the way up to cabin number three. He stopped briefly to catch his breath and glance over his shoulder to see if Evan was with him. He wasn't. Good. Dragging the luggage the rest of the way, unable to catch his breath he once more began to mourn the absence of his guitar. Finally reaching cabin number seven, he inserted the key and turned it slowly, dropping the bags to seize the handle with his free hand. Jiggling the key free once the lock opened, he shoved the key inside the pocket of his navy colored hoodie and dragged the bags the rest of the way. Not bothering to carry them all the way to one of the rooms, he threw himself head first into the sofa in sight. Unluckily for him, he didn't count on it being so--stiff.

Groaning at his own stupidity he turned around on his back and threw an arm over his eyes with a sigh.

Evan Winchester always did manage to get him into a conflict or another. Physical or Emotional.

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Shrugging Evan picked up his bags and thought twice about kissing Lexi on the cheek. Making a quick decision to do so he planted a rather sloppy one on her cheek and bolted it out of there, throwing of the bags clear through the open door.

"See you in a bit, my love!" He chirped tenderly and picked up the bag on his way towards the cabin, at a high speed.

This was summer had already started with a promise. Whoever thought he'd encounter Lexi during the summer? Trying to find her during the school term was hard enough! It was as if she was hiding from him. Stopping at the open door of the cabin he pouted. She didn't really--did she?

"Oi!" He called out and pointed a shaky finger at what seemed the sleeping or agonizing Quinn. Evan was really bad at deciphering emotions. "Don't you ever ditch me or Lexi like that again and OI! I'M TALKIN' TO YOU!"

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"Shut up," instructed Quinn hurling a pillow straight at Evan's face.

Lexi groaned as Evan left behind a pool of slobber. Wiping her cheek, she scowled after the boy, shaking her head. Ugh. He... he was oblivious in the worst way.

She bent down, picking up her bags and headed off for her room. Where here father had gone, she didn't know, but she wasn't going to wait around and see. It was time to break into the mini-bar. Chocolate ahoy!

Being the tomboy she was, Lexi kept very few selections of clothing. Nothing immense. Just enough to get her by. For this reason, she carried few bags and didn't have to worry about juggling it all to the room. Lack of make up and shoes took out another few bags, leaving her lightly loaded.

A few minutes later, she lay on the bed in her room, flopped back. This was going to be a long and horrifying vacation, she could already feel it. Her head ached just thinking of it. It took her a few more minutes to even get up and change.

Once in her bikini, the dreaded halter top choking her neck (though it was better than a string bikini or even one of those triangle things, she had to admit), she redressed in her jeans and a shirt. No way was she walking to the pool dressed like that.

Dodging the cushion, not interested with the jar it collided and how it shattered loudly on the ground, Evan raised his dark brows in surprise.

"Oi, Quinn!" He shouted pointing once more his shaky finger at the pale boy. "I'm the one who's supposed to be annoyed. Haven't I told you to try and be charismatic? No wonder all the girls run away from you!"

He walked around the sofa and looked down at Quinn, hands on his hips, resembling one of his old aunts minus the excess skin and wrinkles and lady parts. Evan wondered what gotten into Quinn all of a sudden. The answer came to him just as quickly as he had asked himself. It was obvious Quinn was having one of his "I've-been-thinking-too-hard-now-I'm-all-emotional" moments.

"Whenever you're done lamenting about your genius being lost let me know," he muttered frowning at the older boy. "I'll be changing into my swimming trunks."

Evan quickly hurried into one of the rooms, seizing his small duffel bag in the process.

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Quinn tried ignoring Evan as soon as he had opened his mouth but he just kept on talking and Quinn really couldn't avoid listening. It was his weakness. He just couldn't ignore people. He couldn't decipher what was meant personally and what wasn't. Perhaps he did think too much after all. Girls didn't run away from him. It would be kind of hard to do when you don't approach the person you're going to run away from in the first place.

His stomach lurched violently and he groaned, already predicting a bad night. After the whole pool incident he was going to return to the cabin and throw up all he had consumed in the past 24 hours and some more. Oh, how Quinn hated to throw up but his nerves always made him sick. Ridiculous, stupid nerves. Rubbing his nose violently, he wondered when was the last time they had dusted the place. Reluctantly sitting up, he searched for his navy swim trucks in his equally navy bag. Once being found, he rushed to the bathroom and locked the door before changing. With Evan in the vicinity one was never safe.

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Evan banged on the bathroom door violently all the while shouting incoherently and squealing the words: "Quinny going for a swimmy!" Because it seemed to amuse him to hear Quinn yell obscenities on the other side of the door.

It didn't take long for Lexi to make it to the pool, it wasn't that far away after all. It looked calmer than the water park off in the distance, milling with people. But even this one was rather big and had a vast amount of slides. It was like a mini-park within itself.

Maybe she'd be able to lose Evan after all.

Towel slung over her arm, she entered, pushing through a pack of people leaving. She stopped, pausing to lean against a wooden fence, peaking up over it to glance at all the people. It'd be so easy to leave right now and pretend that Evan just couldn't find her.

But her guilty conscience made her stay.

Grumbling, at least.

Evan was heading straight for the people when he spotted Lexi's familiar hips in the distance but in the crowd of people leaving there were two particularly pretty girls. He stopped briefly to smile at them but was elbowed quite harshly by Quinn who even though he had worn his swim trunks and his pale feet were placed in navy flip flops he had brought his navy hoodie with him.

Evan eyed disapprovingly and shook his head slowly.

"Seriously Quinny," he said holding a towel in one hand and a large bottle of sunscreen in the other. "How do you expect to get a tan if you're always covered up? Look! I brought sunscreen," he finished in a sing song voice and shook the bottle playfully.

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Quinn ignored him completely. He didn't even bother glaring at him or reminding him about his sensitive skin. He simply marched past Lexi and grunted as if to approve her presence before sitting on one of the long chairs underneath the umbrella, hoping Evan didn't force him to do anything stupid.

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Evan reached Lexi, and once more threw his arms over his head. He hadn't bothered putting on a t-shirt and had simply walked all the way to the pool in his swim trunks.

"Woo hoo! Quinny going for a swimmy!"

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"I hope the filter sucks you to death!"

OoC: aaaaaaah *spazzes pokes people repeatedly*