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Hunter pulled into his parking spot in his El Comino. The thing was old and a bit beaten up, but it ran and had improved mileage so things worked out, more or less. He grabbed his bags and made sure the locker in the back of the trunk was locked, last thing he needed was someone going through his things well he was inside. He was getting ready for a break after his last relationship, He figured best way to go about life, Avoid getting into a new relationship. He liked his last girlfriend but he was never really good with relationships.

Hunter being impatient to get into his new room decided to not wait for an elevator, he walked up 4 flights of stairs with all his stuff before he realized it may have been a really good idea to wait. "Dammit.... should have... done sports..." he got his breath back and slowly walked to the elevator again. He made it onto the Elevator with all his bags in hands, and one fairly large camping bag on his back full of things from games, clothes, parts, and even some tools. There may have even been a point where he dropped a bag full of wires, batteries and other electrical components on someones foot. "Crap, Sorry." Though he decided to grab the bag and run out as soon as that happened, Last thing he wanted was another person complaining that what he was doing half the time didn't follow safety issues.

he walked into room 724, He knew he had room mates coming soon, so he had to hurry and find a decent room before they all were taken. Then he saw the room. "Holy shit...." He was in shock, the room was... so... Expensive looking.... but in the awesome way, not in the overly rich family kind of way. He realized he had dropped his bags, he picked them up and went for the bed room that had a good view of the pool. "And now, Things are looking good." He threw his bags onto the bed. "King sized bed... That bed looks as big as my car..." He smiled. This, was going to be a great break for him.

Jareth sped down the roads in Old Faithful, she spitted and sputtered when she ran, but she always got him to where he was going. He was the lucky third owner of the car, which was originally owned by a loving father that passed it down to his teenage daughter who sold it for a few hundred bucks on craigslist, claiming that it was a 'good car and all' but it 'just didn't fit her tastes', to him that's code for 'I'm an ungrateful, spoiled bitch.' The last thought had his mind drifting to his ex, but no, he quickly quashed the image of her face as he turned into the parking area outside the condo. His life didn't revolve around her anymore, and he wouldn't let thoughts of her eat into his awesomely planned spring break vacation with friends.

Putting the engine to a stop, Jareth opened the car door and ducked his head out to get a better view. He let out a sharp whistle of appreciation "Now that's some real beauty there," he said to no one in particular. Eager to see if his friends had arrived yet, Jar opened his trunk to reveal a couple cases of his favorite beer, Yuengling, his acoustic guitar, his travel-friendly DJ gear, and a medium-sized duffle bag stuffed with clothes and other recreational party enhancers. It was a lot for one man to carry up seven floors, so he ventured inside. A place this fancy was bound to have one of those elevator carts that bellhops use to carry luggage for guests. Sure enough, the condo had such a cart and Jareth took to loading it with all of his shit, catching a glimpse of Hunter's ride as he did so. Good, so at least one of his buddies was already here.

The line for the elevator was long, but worth the wait. Jareth used the time to look around and take in his surroundings, impressed with how swanky the joint was. He made a mental note that one of his new goals was to become famous enough that a place like this would be his new normal. Jar made it to room 724 and unloaded his stuff at the door, another college student eagerly took the cart from him to use for her own mountain of luggage. Jareth opened the door just as Hunter walked into the front room, probably having heard the commotion at the door.

"Shit, dude, look at this place!" Jareth exclaimed excitedly, a bright smile plastered on his face "This trip is going to be dope, it's just what we need right now, man."

The salty summer breeze welcomed Amelia as she stepped from her teal colored Jeep Cherokee. Her light brown hair flew in the wind as she stepped around her SUV to the back hatch. She ran her hands down her sides, straightening out the soft pink material of the knee-length sun dress. After entering the code the hatch opened with an audible pop. Out fell two suitcases and one smaller luggage bag to the concrete parking lot. "Shit, should have drove a little slower the way down here," She said with a small laugh as she bent over to pick up her bags.

After collecting her things, Amelia began walking toward the condo entrance. She checked in and got her copy of the room key before getting into the elevator to go to floor 7. "Room 723, Room 723," She chanted as she walked down the hallway of the 7th floor. She span the key around in her fingers and softly sang- "Tomorrow, I'm gunna leave here.. I'm gunna let you go and walk away, like every day I said I would..Oh, here's my room!" Amelia slid the key and walked into the beautiful entrance. It was perfect, just as she imagined.

Amelia laid her bags down on the bed in the first room she came to. This was beautiful, a dream. She looked out over the balcony and took in a deep breath- this was paradise. She couldn't wait for the others to get here and see this place.

So, I have arrived.

Delilah smiled in satisfaction as she arrived at the Coral Reef Condominiums: it was just as beautiful as her two best friends and her research had said. She drove her Shelby straight to the Valet Parking, where one guy took her keys and another helped her out with her luggage: two large pink suitcases (one for clothes, another for shoes, accessories and such) and a Victoria's Secret gym bag (full of her hair, face and body products). She checked in, got her room key and waited alongside the bellman for their turn on the elevator. On the short time she'd spent outside, she'd noticed she'd packed and was dressed for the perfect weather: a tight blue T-shirt with the Superman logo that was just short enough to let her navel and a small part of her slim abdomen visible, white shorts, blue Converse sneakers, Oakley sunglasses and her brown hair up in a ponytail.

Delilah and the bellman arrived at Room 723, where she unlocked the doorknob and stepped inside the suite, sliding her sunglasses to the top of her head. So far, so good. The bellman left her luggage just outside the room, and left after Delilah had thanked and tipped him. Without wasting time, she took her luggage and walked straight to the last room of the suite she'd shared with her friends, the one with the private bathroom. She'd been called a complete snob for paying extra for this privilege, but with the amount of time she spent getting ready, it was better this way than to create conflicts with her best friends because of something that silly. Her smile widened as she saw the room: spacious, well-decorated, and a king bed with pillows propped on top. She dropped her luggage and threw herself on the bed, savoring how plush and comfy the mattress and pillows felt. If only Jareth was still with her; they could put this bed to such good use...

Delilah closed her eyes with a sigh. There she went again, thinking about a guy who didn't even care about her. It had been two months since they'd broke up (a day before Valentine's Day, to make her story more tragic), and yet she still often found herself having flashbacks to their time together. So, when Dela and Milli each had their respective break-ups and decided to use their Spring Break as a detox, Delilah jumped at the invitation. What better way to forget about her wanna-be-famous ex than a Girls Only trip with her best friends? She'd been counting the days until this moment.

After carefully setting her luggage in the closet and leaving her gym bag on top of the bed (she'd get to some serious organizing later, as she went a bit OCD about her things), she stepped out of the room and carefully examined the rest of the suite to make sure it was just as described... And yes, everything was as expected and in order. Delilah then made her way to the balcony, where Milli was already enjoying the stunning view. She approached her quietly, and when she was directly behind her, grabbed her waist and shouted "Boo!". Giggling, Delilah moved to Milli's left side. "This place is truly amazing, Milli." She watched a couple of shirtless guys walking down the beach, their strong arms, tanned skins and perfect abs nearly making her mouth water. "And the opportunities are endless. I'm totally leaving this place with at least five new contacts and a hook-up." Delilah smirked at the thought of ending her two-month virginity.

"Shit!" The only word that came out of Amelia's mouth as hands grabbed he waist and then the familiar voice made her giggle. Lila was here! Now only Adelisa was left to arrive. Amelia threw her arms around Lila in a tight hug and placed a friendly kiss to the girl's cheek. She watched as Lila scouted the fresh meat on the beach. Of course, typical Lila. Amelia shook her head and laughed softly, "I'm hoping you brought some protection, love dove. And remember that your walls are not sound proof." Amelia smirked and leaned over the railing of the balcony just as her necklace swung loose from being tucked inside her dress. The small golden heart-shaped locket laid against the neckline of her pink sundress. The picture inside would be of her father, who passed when she was just twelve. The locket never came off of Amelia's neck.

She grasped one hand around the locket before walking back into the living room. Amelia went up to the wet bar and pulled out two shot glasses and a bottle of Grey Goose imported vodka. "You in for a shot of this expensive liquor, Lila?" Amelia poured two shot glasses full and grabbed two wedges of lime from the garnishes in the ice bucket. She walked back out to the balcony and held a line and a shot out toward Dela, "To us girls, and only us girls- through all the bullshit may we always remember that friendship always comes first." Amelia smiled and with a tilt of her head swallowed the shot glass full and sucked on the lime wedge to counteract the taste. "And we will take another once Dela gets here, two shots won't hurt," She giggled and set the glass down on the patio table on the balcony.

Adelisa smirked when she entered the hallway. Her black skinny jeans and blue tank top showed off the very short girl's curves. It wasn't as if she were trying to attract the wrong attention, so she had on a black leather jacket that cut off at her waist. She started running throughout halls, knocking on doors and screaming "Ozzy Osbourne is here! I repeat, Ozzy Osbourne is here!" As she ran to her room, grown men and women ran toward the elevator and stairs to go see someone that wasn't even there. She giggled softly at the chaos. What a way to keep this place interesting!

Adelisa used her key, opened it slightly, and kicked the door open the rest of the way. She wanted to be a rockstar, so why not make an entrance? She looked around and said "what? No superstar treatment?" She grinned at that. Ever since Grant and her broke up, she had changed into someone much more confident, if not cocky. When Grant and her were together, he was embarrassed by her. Her friends told her to dump him, but the break up was just mutual. They were different people and they saw it like that. They decided to stay friends, but Dela knew she needed a break from his incessant need to please people.

She smiled when she saw her friends on the balcony and shouted "hey! Delilah! You better have my guitar!" She grinned and threw her bags onto the couch before running out to the balcony and hugging the two girls.

Grant looked round at the condo as he entered, suitcases trailing behind him. This is nice, he thought to himself, grinning. This is real nice. And it was. He'd never spent a vacation in anywhere this luxurious before, and he would gladly have spent forever here if just a week wasn't already costing him an arm and a leg. Besides, he had an internship waiting for him right after the week, and couldn't afford to miss it. It would be a valuable opportunity to make the sort of connections that would get him hired right after law school.

He'd spotted Hunter's El Camino outside and Jar's battered junkyard car and figured he was the last to arrive. Late for the first time. He opened the elevator on the way up for a woman, who happened to be followed by two gorgeous girls that winked at him as he entered. He gave them a flirtatious smile back, although his heart wasn't in it. He'd been trying to fall into the routine of girl after girl, desperate to get over Adelisa after their breakup, but he missed her. She was unorthodox, an eyebrow raiser, and her loud personality fit his perfectly. Except for the part where she didn't care about appearances. That had messed him up big time, and he wasn't entirely sure who was at fault. He sighed, pressing the seventh floor button. Never mind, he was here for the exact reason of forgetting about her. And he was going to.

He entered the room, slamming the door open. "Guys, is this place the shit or what?" He crowed, shoving his suitcases into the corner and going to flop onto a lush couch. "I am so ready to do absolutely nothing."

Delilah watched as Milli shook her head and laughed softly, "I'm hoping you brought some protection, love dove. And remember that your walls are not sound proof" Amelia replied, smirking and leaning over the railing of the balcony.

Lila laughed, throwing her arm around Milli's shoulders and resting her head on her left one. "Of course! Safety first! And about the walls... I'll try my hardest, but no promises," Lila teased before Milli went up to the wet bar. Lila watched as her friend pulled out two shot glasses and a bottle of Grey Goose imported vodka.

"You in for a shot of this expensive liquor, Lila?" Milli asked.

Delilah grinned. "Don't mind if I do," she replied happily. Milli poured two shot glasses full and grabbed two wedges of lime from the garnishes in the ice bucket, then walked back out to the balcony and held a line and a shot, which Delilah eagerly took.

"To us girls, and only us girls- through all the bullshit may we always remember that friendship always comes first." Amelia smiled and with a tilt of her head swallowed the shot glass full and sucked on the lime wedge.

"Amen to that, sister," Lila said, raising her for a second before taking the shot and sucking on her own lime wedge.

"And we will take another once Dela gets here, two shots won't hurt," Milli said with a giggle as she set the glass down on the patio table on the balcony.

Delilah did the same, then turned to look at the view again. "I agree. They're just enough to take the edge off and start this Spring Break with the right foot."

After a while, Lila heard some commotion in the hallways, and let out a laugh. "There's only one person who I think is capable of making such a racket..." And sure enough, their door was suddenly kicked open by none other than Adelisa Davis herself. From the balcony, Lila watched with a smile as Dela looked around and asked "What? No superstar treatment?" before turning to the balcony with a grin. "Hey! Delilah! You better have my guitar!" Dela shouted.

"Nope, sorry! I gave it away to my loser ex-boyfriend so it would bring him luck with that stupid, lame-ass band of his," Delilah replied with a smirk. Leave it to her to come up with a dig to Jareth over the dumbest things: it was just her way of dealing with the pain, and a clear sign she was still not over him. Dela grinned, throwing her bags onto the couch before running to and embracing Lila and Milli in a tight hug.

"I'm so happy you're here!" Lila took Dela's hand and led her to the balcony's ledge. "Just take a look at this view, Dela!" she shrieked, wiggling her eyebrows to let her friend know she wasn't just referring to the beach. "The opportunities here are endless. Hell, I bet you could go international if you wanted to! A trip around the world without even leaving town, in the privacy of your bedroom." Lila laughed at her own remark.

Hunter pulled Grant and Jareth together by the shoulders and looked out the balcony over the pool. "Guys, This is going to be the best week of our lives, Our old lives behind us, and a whole new world of opportunities in front of us. I mean, I don't know about you guys..." He would look down at the pool. "...But I think this is going to be a great week." He ran over to his bags. "I mean other then the three of us hanging out we have Videos games, Food, Expensive Alcohol, and girls!" He looked out the window. "Lots of girls." He stopped and smiled for a moment. He turned and faced the others. "And with that! We have nothing to worry about!" he paused for a moment. "Unless something catches fire or we decide to do something stupid... Actually... That could be fun." he stopped for a moment again. "If I get too drunk or anything don't let me near my car, last thing I want to do is crash that thing into a wall or something." He stood thinking about the last few times he decided to drink, all ended pretty bad. Then again they were also the best nights of his life.

He ran over to the mini-fridge with all the Alcohol in it. "Hey you think the entire fridge is free or do we have to pay for each things we drink?" He stopped and thought about it. "You know what, Fuck it what's a vacation where you don't fall into a little debt?" He grabbed a couple bottles of Champagne and set them on the counter. "Now my friends, We shall the the partying begin." He grabbed his Mulitool and opened the Champagne. After getting it open he raised up the bottle. "Too moving forward!" Before even thinking he took several sips from the bottle, this led to him almost immediately passing out on the kitchen floor.

Jareth had taken a few moments to put all of his stuff in the back bedroom, it didn't have the best view, but he didn't care. If he wanted a view of the great outdoors, he'd much rather actually be out there. His bedroom was for... well, it was other purposes. By the time that he made his way back into the central living area, Grant had arrived.

"Great the gang's all here, it's time to party!" his smile was devious and playful, oh boy did he have plans for this trip, plans indeed. "Guys, is this place the shit or what?" Grant asked before flopping on the lusciously fluffy couch. "That's what I said!" Jar said as he gave Grant a friendly slap on the back of the shoulder. "Good to see you, man."

Hunter had gotten himself pretty lathered up with excitement as he vomited words about all of the fun things they were gonna do. His exuberance was contagious and made Jareth chuckle lightheartedly. The moment Hunter mentioned drinking and driving, Jareth's smile lost some of it's light. No, he wouldn't lose another friend that way... Of course, the boys didn't know about the loss of his high school buddies, Jar hadn't told them, it was one of the many pains of his past that he kept bottled up inside. At that thought, Jareth turned his gaze to a fancily weaved basket full of fruit. He dumped the fruit out on the counter and held the basket out towards Hunter.

"I plan on spending this little vacation so twisted that I can barely function, that being said... keys in the basket. No driving until it's time to leave, okay?" Hunter stared at him for a moment but put his keys in once Jareth gave the basket a little shake. Grant also reluctantly gave up his keys. After putting his own keys in the basket, Jareth rearranged the fruit back in the basket, covering them up. It didn't look nearly as pretty as it did before, but who cares? "There we go, we'll probably be too drunk to even remember where we put them until it's time to leave anyways." his charming smile returned.

It must have been the mention of inebriation, or the remnants of his excited mood, probably both, because Hunter flitted over to the mini-fridge and pulled out the first thing he saw - champagne. He mentioned something about cost before decided whether or not to open it, but Jareth made sure to let them know that an open bar was already included in the price of their stay, it was one of the reasons he agreed to the place. At that, Hunter nursed the bottle until he stumbled back slightly and had to shake his head to clear his vision. "Woah there, my man, we wouldn't want you passing out before we get a chance to prowl the beach!" Jareth said as he grabbed the bottle and poured some into a flute for himself before taking took a few swigs. Classy as a rockstar can get.

"What say you, Mr. Lawyer Man? Care to loosen up with us ruffians and try some..." he looked down the read the yellow label on the bottle "...Veuve Clicquot before we hit the beach?" he said the name in a faux-French accent and was already wearing his black board shorts and a weathered Nine Inch Nails tank in preparation for some fun in the sun.

Grant looked at Jareth as he took the champagne bottle from Hunter. He considered the offer, eyeing the bottle. He was always careful not to get drunk- he knew what could happen if he did, and he didn't want a potential employer ever seeing him that way... He shut his eyes tight as he imagined Adelisa telling him that there he went again, worrying about appearances. "What the hell. Give me the Veuve whatever, I'm about to get shitfaced." He grinned, standing and taking the bottle. He took a long swig from it, passing it back to Hunter. He headed to the fridge, peering inside. "There's gotta be something stronger in here.." He muttered, coming back up with a Jack Daniels in hand. "Got it!" Grant looked at the pair. "So, beach first?" He asked.

He looked down at his attire. He hadn't really dressed for the beach, wearing his favourite casual wear of black tee and jeans. "Alright, gimme a sec to change." He picked up his suitcase from by the door and walked into the last vacant room. He gave a low whistle as he looked around. He really was getting what he paid for, from his room he had a great view of the beach and a door to a spacious looking balcony. The king sized bed sat opposite a flat screen TV, a grand oak wardrobe, and another, smaller, mini fridge. He changed quickly into white short and picked out a red tank but didn't put it on before walking back out. "Guys, no shirt: Yeah or no?" He asked, grinning.

When Grant agreed to take place in their debauchery, Jareth threw his fists in the air and gave a party shout equivalent to that of an avid sports fan watching their favorite team make the winning score. "Yes, just a little beach pre-gaming" he said and then his voice gave way to a bout of laughter. While Grant went in search of heavier alcohol, Jareth looked out the window and surveyed the beach full of, well, beach babes. He let out a catcall-like whistle "Can't wait to get out there, hurry up and change man!" he said with some Hunter-level excitement on his tongue. Grant rushed into his bedroom to change and came back out shirtless in all his buff-and-brown glory "Woah, man, you trying to jingle my jimmies here?" Jareth said with light sarcasm and a laugh. "No shirt if you want to get all the ladies, shirt if you want to give your buddies a chance at some of them, eh?" he said with a wink and polished off the rest of his champagne flute.

Adelisa grinned at her best friends and said "Lila! You so owe me a new guitar! Or I'll go to that deadbeat's house and beat him dead until I got my guitar back." She giggled softly. Knowing Adelisa, she might not have been joking. Dela dispised Jareth for multiple reasons, one of them being that his band rivalled hers whenever they were in some sort of competition, but the biggest reason was that Jareth hurt Delilah. The same goes for Hunter and Amelia. They were nice to her (besides Jareth) but hurt her friends and she wouldn't hold back.

Adelisa looked out to the beach and her smile faltered slightly. The beach was her favorite spot when she was little, but things change when things happen. She snapped out of her thoughts and grinned at Delilah and Amelia. "thank you guys. For being there for me" she said sincerely. She cared for them so much. They were there when her and Grant broke up, when she thought that she wasn't going to find someone else because she was who she was. It was hard to find people like them with a personality like hers.

Amelia laughed at the interaction between Dela and Lila, they were always the life of the party. As she heard them speaking about the vast array of available men, Amelia walked back over to the wet bar. She poured three more shots and set out three more lime wedges, then brought them out to the balcony and handed one to each of the girls. She downed her shot and sucked the lime wedge into her mouth. This weekend was going to be one full of drunk regrets, lost clothes, and a lot of Gatorade and Emergen-C for the hangovers, but Amelia wouldn't have it any other way.

"So we are all here now, should be get to the beach first or grab some lunch since it's noon? We can eat at the beachside resturant, in our itty bitty bathing suits. I'm sure there will be plenty of male attention there," Amelia raised an eyebrow and twirled her shot glass in her hand. They were free, free from worries and responsibilities, and the hurt of past relationships gone wrong.

Amelia smirked to the two girls, her two best friends. They had been through so much together and still were so close even with their crazy busy schedules. "So get dressed, let's hit the beachside resturant for some grub then get on the white sands!" Anelia said and jogged into the living room, laying her empty shot glass on the table, and trotting to her bedroom where she laid her belongings.

She changed, pulling on a dark purple strapless bikini, her white sandals, and her RayBands. Amelia looked at herself in the mirror, her back tattoo was almost completely visible in the bikini. All the intricate, different butterflies that ran along her spine in different sizes. Her smile faltered, she missed being in her relationship even if Hunter and her relationship wasn't the best- it still was fun to be around his charasmatic attitude.

Amelia shrugged away te feeling and walked out of the room with a small beach bag on her shoulder- containing sun tan oil, a towel, her iPhone 6 and headphones. She stood in the living room waiting for the other girls to get ready to go. The beachside resturant was directly on the boardwalk from the condo to the beach, which made it convenient, and consisted of a full menu of seafood favorites, plus a fully stocked open bar.

Hunter was more or less focused now, still a bit hazy but in control. He had issues with controlling his liquor. "So before we go flirt with everything with two legs we should get some food." Truth be told he missed lunch, didn't really feel like stopping so he skipped it in hopes of free food, maybe later on that though. "Think about it though, if any of us do somehow get lucky with good looks alone, I'm talking to you Grant. But ya, if we do get lucky chances are no dinner, I don't like missing meals, so I say we just have one early and get that out of the..." He stopped for a moment trying to regain his balance. It passed and he went back to talking. "...Out of the way. Then we can do what ever. We have options of Games, Movies, Girls, more food, Or some Awesome mix of all of it!" He took a sip of the champagne again. "Lets do this!"

Hunter walked into his room and grabbed his swimsuit, it was a basic Camouflage shorts swimsuit with cargo pockets. SO more or less it was cargo shorts built for swimming. He got changed but left his T-Shirt on, still going out to grab food, Might as well keep his shirt on. Plus Hunter wasn't well known for having a decent Muscle tone.

He walked into the main room again. "Alright! Who's ready to go!" As he still held the Champagne bottle in his hand.

Delilah gave Adelisa a big hug. "Of course, sweetie! You know we'll always be here for you. And, by all means, don't let me stop you from beating Jareth," she added as an afterthought, then let out an evil laugh.

Amelia walked back over to the wet bar, poured three more shots and set out three more lime wedges, then brought them out to the balcony and handed one to each of the girls. She downed her shot and sucked the lime wedge into her mouth.

"To forgetting the past and making new adventures in the future! Bottoms up!" said Lila, again raising her glass for a second before quickly taking the shot. She sucked the lime wedge while Amelia asked them if they should go to the beach or to lunch. "I vote for lunch. I wanna stuff my face with a burger and fries before scoring some numbers." It was no surprise that Delilah wanted to go out for food first. Anyone close to her knew the girl was always hungry, and that one of her favorite foods were hamburgers.

Amelia smirked to the two girls. "So get dressed, let's hit the beachside resturant for some grub then get on the white sands!" Amelia said and jogged into the living room, laying her empty shot glass on the table, and trotting to her bedroom.

Lila followed suit, going straight to her room and changing into some black glittered flip flops and a sexy black & white striped bikini that highlighted her voluptuous curves. Her body was her blessing and curse: it attracted attention from the opposite sex (and a couple of girls, too), but not the attention she really wanted. Guys seemed to think she was just an easy lay, or just a beauty with no brains or feelings. More than once, she'd been disappointed by guys she thought were different and really loved her for her; the latest of these being Jareth. She should've known, though, that what they had had been more physical than anything else. And yet, she fell completely head over heels for him, only to have her heart crushed just when she thought things between them were better than ever.

She covered herself with a button down gray sweater and some jean shorts, and then took some time while she packed her wallet, Winterfresh gum, golden iPhone 6 Plus (with the girly pink rhinestone cover), a pink beach towel, some tanning oil and her pink portable Beats speakers in a black Victoria's Secret beach bag. Lila was obsessed with scents, so she spritzed a good deal of Luscious Love body splash on herself before leaving the room.

Lila walked back to the living room with a supermodel vibe, pulling down the sunglasses that had been on the top of her head and letting her long brown waves loose. "I can't wait to scan the perimeter." she said with her mischievous smile. With her constant admiration of males, it came as a surprise to everyone that she'd managed to stay completely faithful to Jareth even when they weren't even official.

Grant grinned at Jareth's reaction, laughing. "I can jingle those jimmies any day," he said with a wink. "And it isn't just my looks. I have a winning personality, try not to feel jealous," Grant smirked. "Fine, I'll keep my shirt till we get to the beach in case I get attacks by girls soon as I step out." With that, he shrugged his tank on, and snatched the bottle from Hunter's hand. "Dude, you lightweight, keep your balance," he laughed, turning around and going to his room. He emerged a minute later with his phone in a pocket, his wallet, a towel, and shades on his head.

"Okay, now I'm ready. And since Mr. Foodie here is desperate for a meal, I guess we'll head to the restaurant first. Jar, you ready?" He glanced at his friend, who had probably come prepared for the beach. "All right, let's get going." He whooped, heading to the door of the condo and picking up the Jack Daniels on the way.

Jareth chuckled at Grant's comment about having a winning personality. "Try being a musician, man. I may not be built like a tank like you, but I can tell them that I see the sunrise in their eyes," he sang the last few words in a smooth melody "and the ladies fall all over it. But you gotta mean though, at least a little bit." he said with a wink and a bit of a falsely angelic smile.

When it looked like they were all ready to head out, Jar piped in on cue "Of course I'm ready, let's get some grub to fuel the rest our daily, and nightly, activities." At that, his grin has definitely devilish, not a trace of angel left.

Adelisa smiled and said "bikini time!" before running over to her suitcase and into the bathroom. She heard Delilah talk about "scanning the perimeter" and Adelisa became even more self-conscious than she did. She loved wearing bikinis, but guys looking at her in them? She shook her head and slipped into her black bikini. She looked into the mirror and looked at herself, her blue eyes running over her body in the mirror. She shook her head and threw on an over-sized Green Day shirt.

She was never comfortable with her body. Sure, she had curves and long legs like any other considerably pretty girl, but she also had the scars of her past on her too. She covered most of them with tattoos, but it was still difficult to deal with. Adelisa wasn't one to show off her body and her friends knew that. Grant never complained, but he wanted someone without all the tattoos and eccentricity. She was fine with that, but she could never be the girl he wanted her to be.

She walked out and smiled at the two girls. "I'm ready!" she sang and did a little air guitar action. She thought for a moment and said "I wonder if they sell guitars somewhere. I really miss my baby but I could always add one to my collection." She grinned at them.