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[_gia_]

I went to the beach with Dylan and Taylor. It was cool, as the beach is. I like that about living in California; it's easier to see the beach than in Ohio...Dylan asked me about Des and Gabe, but I just shrugged and went to get ice cream. This is all a part of my plan to be nicer to Gabe. I should've said, "I dunno," but that's probably lame

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[xxrhiannonxx]

*knocks on Gia and Des's door*

[_gia_]

*gets up from the couch and opens the door* Hey Rhia. What are you doing here? *moves aside to let her in*

[xxrhiannonxx]

Got your message on the voicemail. I was on my way to the club and thought I'd check and see if you wanted to come hang out with me tonight.

*smiles wickedly*

No sneaking drinks and getting caught though.

[_gia_]

*laughs* Yeah, I'll totally be sneaking taquila shots while you're not looking. Cool, yeah. That'd be fun. Des and Gabe have been hanging out a lot. I don't think I've ever been to your club.

[_gia_]

It's weird to think that Connor has a sexuality. I don't even want to think about what he and Dylan do when Taylor's asleep.

I don't think it has to do with Des at all. I want him to tell her so they can date. It'd be good for Des. Maybe she'll stop sleeping with a knife if she's sleeping with Gabe.

*frowns and thinks about it* I don't think I get along with guys very much. I mean Taylor's a little kid, Connor's not a guy guy, and Dylan's such a girl. I can get really uncomfortable around Oz, especially when he's mad...

*pounds the counter with her fist slightly* I just don't get it. Why can't I get along with guys?

[xxrhiannonxx]

*looks thoughtful*

You don't like high testosterone levels in guys. So if Gabe was lusting after Des without making his intentions clear, his hormones would be running high.

Connor and Dylan aren't like that around you...or me. Or most women. Okie, the gay thing could be right.

They seem to like slayers though.

So, guys with bad tempers make you think of people in your past who were aggressive with you? Just a guess.

[_gia_]

*looks at her suspiciously* Are you reading me?

*looks down at her drink, passing the cup between her hands* I guess. I...

I didn't get along with Hockins really well, my watcher.

[xxrhiannonxx]

Nope. If I was reading you, I would have to make guesses.

*looks concerned*

Did he hurt you?