Hello Mr. Whitefield, may I take your coat?

Chapter 2 - Introductions And Beach "Fun"

"So bunny tell us about yourself." Dexter said stealing some food off of Quincy's plate. We were currently situated at the massive table that fit all twelve of us.

"Well, I absolutely love performing, acting, singing, dancing you name it. I speak french and I'm not big on sports but I'm great when I get on stage." I say in an almost dreamy state.

"Thats cute." A guy with brown wavy hair stated. "Echanté belle fille, je m'appelle Fabian." he said as he kissed the back of my hand he was most definitely French. He has a slight accent.

"Ooh laa laa, enchanté, je m'appelle Parker."

"Oui, Parker, tres belle."

"Merci."

"Oh the language of love, I know it well babe." Quncy said

"Okay since all of you apparently know my name but refuse to use it." I say playfully glaring "I think I deserve to know yours."

For the next five minutes the guys were writing all of their names on sticky notes.

"These are never going to stick to our shirts cupcake." Fabian whispered in my ear.

"I'll be right back." I said as I stood up and walked to my room.

"What did you say to her?!" I heard one of them ask and I heard a loud smack. I returned with a small box of safety pins. When I sat down I noticed Fabian rubbing the back of his head and giving Clark a very unpleased look. I gave them each one of the safety pins.

"Now they will "stick" to your shirts."

"Thanks cutie. I hope Fabian doesn't scare you off too soon." Clark said.

"I'm not easily scared." I state. Well it was somewhat truthful, I'm only scared of certain things like small spiders, the dark, and horror movies. Oh and elevators.

"Well see." He smirked.

"So princess why did you apply here?" I read his name tag and it suited him perfectly, Ryker. He has this eighties bad boy look going on.

"Why does anyone apply here. It's one of the best performing arts high schools in America. Your lucky even if you just get a call back."

"So bunny I heard there is going to be a bonfire out on the beach this Friday for new students which is all of us, from the other students already here. Do you want to go?" Dex asked and all of the guys looked at me expectantly.

"I don't know.." I hesitated. The guys reaction to my response was just a bunch of "Oh come on." "Itll be fun." "Please!"

"She's going." Shane said pulling me from my seat.

"Shane! I am-" he cut me off by covering my mouth. "Nhh ghhhiinn! Lhht ghhh!" I yelled with Shane muffling my words of protest. He practically dragged me into my room.

"Would you stop worrying and relax."

"No I won't you, you kidnapper!" I yelled exasperated.

"Your definitely going. Here put this on." he explained and handed me a plain white bikini that wasn't too showy.

"What? Why?."

"We're going to go to the beach."

"I hate you." I said and stuck my tongue at him.

"Thanks whore!" he said and went back into my closet. I changed and it suited me well. I've always loved this bathing suit.

"And here you go." he said giving me a short, white dress. I put it on not too thrilled. And got sunscreen, water bottles and snacks. We walked out of my room and I noticed the guys were all in their swimwear.

"Oh did I forget to mention that the others were coming too? My bad!" he feigned shocked.

"Vous êtes donc d'aller à l'obtenir plus tard." I tell him knowing he doesn't understand me and Fabian and Quincy just laugh.

"Awesome! So let's go!" he cheers.

When we got down to the lobby I was secretly ecstatic to be out of that elevator. I noticed there were many other student around now. We walked together outside and I got a lot of dirty looks from some girls I've never even met before. I'm contemplating on if it's because I'm with a group of really attractive guys or I just look weird.

Either way it doesn't bother me. I mean why should it. We get out to the beach and some of the guys jump into the water immediately and some joined the volleyball game that's already going on.

Shane and Dex are the only ones with me as I set the large blanket on the warm sand.

"See isn't this fun?" Shane asks while puting on some sunscreen.

"Tons." I say as sarcastically fortuitous.

"Come on bunny let's make it fun." Dex said and stood up with a football. "Go long." he winked. I figured the boys wouldn't leave me be otherwise so I might as well make the best of it.

I ran a few yards and he threw it far. I tried running back and I barely caught it. I took my stance and threw it as far as I could but I was a little off. Meaning I hit some guy with it. As I ran back I heard the commotion.

"What the fuck? Who threw this?" he said holding the football. He was gorgeous. He had dark brown curly hair and was emphatically tall.

"Dude I am sooo sorry." I said apologetically and he only looked super pissed.

"Harry!" I heard a extremely obnoxious voice screech. There's no way.