i love it :]]

dude this is sooo flucking amazing! i love it

The rest of the group made their way down the hallway of the second floor as Brendon tried out the features of the lavatory. They each looked into one of eight doors and discovered identical bedrooms furnished with rustic metal chandeliers and oakwood canopy beds covered in dark green bedding with curtains that surrounded the entire sleeping area when shut. Each room had a small window with a view either to the forest at the front of the house or the lake in the back. Once again the floors were made of wood that creaked with age.

"Hey," called Chaynee. "There's a huge entertainment room at this end of the hall!"

The others came filing out of their rooms in a hurry to see what the commotion was about. At the very end of the hallway with the bedrooms was a large living area with an area for viewing movies and a mini-bar near a set of glass doors that led out to a porch overlooking the lake. The room also included many of the modern technological conveniences.

"It's nice to see you too, Chay." Spencer said with a chuckle as he poured a drink at the granite-topped mini-bar.

"Look who finally made it!" exclaimed Jon as he bounced off of a green theater seat and landed with his arms around Kii. "You didn't cause too much trouble, I hope."

"Why does everyone think that I cause trouble?" she asked, shrugging Jon off of her shoulders.

"Because you do," replied Celeste as she traipsed past the rest of the group and sat on one of the leather barstools.

"Where have you been?" asked Jon, eying her suspiciously.

"Nowhere," she winked.

Brendon walked out of the bathroom and looked around the hallway. He checked all of the rooms and discovered that only one was unoccupied by large quantities of luggage. Feeling a bit worn out by the trip with the girls, he decided to lie down and take a quick nap. He sat down on the edge of the bed and took off his shoes, then slid back onto the sheets and pulled a pillow underneath his head. He closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep. Eventually feeling a bit cool, and distracted by the sunlight that was streaming into his window, he sat up and pulled the curtains to his bed shut.

"Is the bathroom at the end of the hallway the only one in the house?" Kii asked as she sat down on the barstool next to Celeste.

"There's another one just inside the door to the basement," Ryan answered. "It isn't as nice as the one up here though."

"I've never seen tile that sparkled that much," commented Jenni. "It must have some sort of metal in it. Hey, what if it had gold? I heard that gold is going for a fairly good price lately."

"Are you suggesting stealing tiles off of a bathroom wall?" asked Jon.

"Well... it couldn't hurt, right?" she smiled, sitting on one of the theater chairs. "These are fairly comfortable."

The door to Brendon's room squealed open slowly, then shut with caution. One of his eyes fluttered open as he heard the sound of footsteps approaching his bed. He slowly sat up and looked at the curtain that faced the door. A shadowy figure began to appear at his bedside. It began to become more and more distinct as the figure of a fairly well-built young woman with long hair. Thinking it was one of the girls, he turned back to get a pillow at the head of his bed. He quickly turned with the pillow in hand and raised it as he looked at the curtain. The shadow was gone.

"Hello?" he called out, looking at the curtain. "Girls, this isn't funny. I'm trying to get some sleep."

The door of his room quickly opened and shut again, making a loud groaning noise on its hinges that sounded like a wild animal being strangled. Becoming annoyed, and a bit frightened, he decided to leave the room and find out where the rest of his party had gone.

update soon plez :]]

aha. i see what's going on here now ;D
lmao just make sure that its not TOOOOOO scary, k?
then i would have to give up reading it :'[

holy crap thats good! update soon please?

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Originally posted by jenni pierre [PEE-HERE]:
aha. i see what's going on here now ;D

Oh, you do?

I highly doubt it.


Yeah, I should make it up to everyone after bumping them all off in my last fanfic...

I have found the lake house!


http://i25.tinypic.com/snctuh.jpg

awww i cant see the pic oh well haha update soon please

Mm, this is delicious. :3

"Do we have everything we need for this week?" Spencer asked as he helped Celeste unpack the groceries into the kitchen cabinets. "Because there are four guys here and I don't think any of us are going to give up our usual portions."

"Spencer, when I said I'd buy the groceries I knew what I was doing," she chuckled, pulling three boxes of cereal out of a paper bag and loading them into a top cabinet. "Besides, as cook for this group I promise I will not let a single inch of your tummies go empty."

The two continued to unload the groceries into the kitchen. First, Spencer would take the items out of the bags and put them on the island, then Celeste would decide where the items would be stored for the duration of the vacation-she got to choose because she was going to be in the kitchen quite a bit and wanted everything organized for her own efficiency.

"You know, I'm kind of happy that you chose to come on this trip," he said suddenly as he pulled cans out of a small cardboard box. "You would think Gabriel wouldn't be too happy about you coming here alone with me."

"I'm not alone with you," she giggled. "Alone with you would mean that no one else was in this house. I think that would be a fairly boring vacation, don't you?"

"You think I'm boring?" he asked in a hurt tone.

"I see London, I see France, I see cooks in paisley pants!" shouted Brendon as he walked into the kitchen. It was fairly apparent that he had recovered from the incident in his bedroom. "What have we got to eat around this place? I'm starving."

"There will be no eating until everything is put in its place," Celeste answered, passing him a bag of groceries. "You can help Spencer and speed up the process."

Upstairs the rest of the group was unpacking their things into their respective rooms and putting up signs to mark which room was whose. Jon set his suitcase on top of his dresser and walked out to the bathroom to put away his toothbrush and other toiletries that he had brought along with him. He yawned and rubbed his right eye with his hand, looking fairly tired as he bumped into the person who was standing in front of him.

"Hey Jenni," he said with a drowsy smile. "Why are you standing there?"

"Because I'm last in line," she answered, setting down her bathroom caddy.

"Last in line for what?" he inquired, setting his things on the floor as he looked ahead at the line formed in front of the bathroom door.

"Kii, you've been in there for the past twenty minutes," Ryan said impatiently. He was standing at the front of a line that consisted of he, Chaynee, Jenni, and now Jon.

"I'm straightening my hair," she yelled from inside the room. "If you don't like it then you can put your stuff in the basement bathroom and use it!"

Ryan glared at the door and raised a fist, quickly biting his lower lip to keep himself from saying something that he would later regret. Feeling that screaming would only further increase his problems, he lowered his fist and walked away towards his room with his eyes facing the ground.

"I'll just put my stuff in there later," he mumbled as he slammed the door shut behind himself.

"I might as well wait," Jon said to Jenni as he slid down to the floor. "After all, she can't stay around the smell of toilet bowl cleaner all day."

Meanwhile downstairs the trio of kitchen elves was quickly finishing up their chores and Brendon's appetite was becoming larger because of the work. As soon as the last bag of Doritos was in the cabinets he turned to the fridge and began taking out the fixings for a sandwich. He piled his arms with the food and tiptoed to the kitchen island with a can of soda dangling vicariously from two of his fingers.

"Need any help?" Celeste chuckled, pulling some items out of his arms and setting them on the counter.

"I've got it," he smiled, setting the canned drink next to the bread. "Just tell me where the knives are and I'll clean up after I'm done."

"Really?" asked Celeste. "You'll clean up after yourself?"

"Of course, I will," Brendon answered as he searched the kitchen drawers for knives. "Which one is it anyway?"

"The drawer next to the oven," she replied, leaning on the counter as she watched him. "I was always told that you were the messy one."

"Oh, don't bother Brendon with the details of who said what," Spencer grinned, tiptoeing out of the kitchen. He knew that he was in for a major noogie if Brendon found out that he had been talking about the rest of the group again. "I'll be back in a moment."

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yay update ok im gonna read it now...

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Spencer made his way past the basement door and shut it to close off the rest of the house from himself. He sighed and fumbled around with his hands in the dark, looking for the light switch. He finally found it after a few minutes of painstakingly slapping the wall with his hands. Breathing in a sigh of relief, he flipped the switch. The light didn't come on.

"Oh, f*** it all," he grumbled, beginning to search for the doorknob to the basement bathroom. He pulled the door open and stepped inside, kicking his foot around in the dark to find the toilet. "Well... no one ever said you needed a light for this."

Upstairs the line was still waiting for Kii's time to be up in the bathroom. The three that were still in line had resorted to sitting on the floor and talking about what they were going to do during their time at the cabin. There were quite a few activities available, but the entire group had decided early on that they wouldn't plan anything except for the meals. It was going to be a vacation without schedules, without stress, and definitely without rules.

"It seems to me that the best vacation would be a spontaneous one," Jon said with a smile. "I think it will allow us to really enjoy the opportunities that we have here."

"I still think that a picnic day at the edge of the lake would be a good idea," Jenni replied. "It doesn't have to be planned. We could always put it together when it suited everyone."

"That sounds like a plan," chuckled Jon. "We can't be having those, you know."

"Some plans are good though," she smiled. "Don't you think so, Chaynee?"

"Hmm...?" Chaynee asked, looking at the two with a distant gaze. "I'm sorry, I haven't been listening to you the past few minutes."

"What were you doing then?" Jon asked, looking a little worried. "You seem troubled by something."

"I thought I heard someone call my name," she answered. "It's probably nothing. Things like that happen all of the time."

Brendon scooted a barstool up to the kitchen island and began preparing his sandwich. Meanwhile, Celeste walked over to the fridge and poured herself a glass of iced tea.

"How does Spencer know you, Celeste?" Brendon asked as he put some lettuce onto a piece of bread. "I mean, he's never really talked about knowing you."

"Oh, that's easy," she giggled, putting the tea pitcher back into the fridge. "My brother is his neighbor, and one day while I was hanging out at his house Spencer and I got to chatting for a while."

"What does your brother do?" he inquired, placing more vegetables on his sandwich.

"Why?" smirked Celeste. "Are you interested?"

"I'm not gay," he glared jokingly. "I'm just getting to know you more."

Spencer sighed and looked around in the darkness as he thought about Celeste's earlier comment in the kitchen.

What if she does think I'm boring? he asked himself, scratching his shoulder. If that's really what she meant... was it a mistake to bring her here?

Suddenly something plopped onto his hand and began to crawl around. He quickly moved his hand away from his shoulder and tried to shake off whatever had fallen on him. He felt another crawling sensation running up his back and another running over his foot, then he noticed the quiet sound of feet. They were tiny feet, but it sounded like the whirring of a treadmill on its highest setting. Feeling a bit odd about the situation, he stood up and reached towards the wall, hoping to find a light switch in the bathroom. His hand slipped onto the switch and he quickly flipped it on, looking around at the sight before him with petrified eyes.

"Oh... s***!" he screamed, pulling his pants around himself and stumbling towards the door. The entire bathroom was covered with spiders falling from the ceiling vents, crawling out of cracks in the walls, and climbing up through the pipes in the broken porcelain sink. He quickly backed up against the door and opened it, holding his jeans around himself with one hand as he reached for the door leading out of the basement. Quickly, he pulled the door to the kitchen open and ran through, shutting it behind himself without hesitation. He looked back at the door and zipped up his jeans. "That was close."

"Spencer, what were you doing down there?" Brendon asked, staring at him with surprise.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you that the bathroom had some spiders in it," Celeste giggled. "Sorry about that."

That's it... thought Spencer. She hates me.

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