"Okay guys, today we are all going to take a tour up to Stratford-upon-Avon, otherwise known as Shakespeare's birthplace," Sheila told us.

"But Sheila, Shakespeare has been dead for so long why does it matter where he was born?" Clint whined.

"I think he grew up there too," I said, trying to remember the biography of Shakespeare I read last year.

"Shut up Dave!" Clint hissed at me.

"It will be very interesting. You will have lots of fun looking at the old houses," Sheila told us.

"That's so cool!" I said. Shakespeare is inspiring.

"Shut up, Dave!" Scott yelled at me. Yeah, well... you too!

"I've already been there, it's boring as hell and goes against building codes. It's a hick town and on every corner, there are pubs with drunken men hanging around the entrance. I really don't want to go," Kate said being her bitchy self.

"Kate, help me out here," Sheila said, already exasperated with trying to talk us into going. Sara, Bob, Liv and Natalia watched the bantering go back and forth between us.

"I don't want to go!" Clint whined.

"Pubs on every corner huh?" Scott said, narrowing his eyes. Sheila tensed up.

"Maybe you shouldn't go after all Scott,” Sheila blurted out. Scott suppressed a giggle and leaned back in his seat.

"Not fair!" Kate shouted. Liv and Bob jumped as Kate bounded over to Sheila.

"I can get drunk as fast as him, even faster!" Kate said, pointing to Scott. Her hand flew up to her mouth. I glanced at Natalia as Kate hurried out of the room. Nati's face was pale white and I wondered why.

"I don't care what you guys say. This is school. You have to go. If you don't, then I will take it as skipping school," Sheila explained. Clint and Scott sighed and fell back into the couch in unison.

Kate skipped happily into the room, followed by Dad. "I don't have to go! I don't have to go! Ha!"

"What? Shut up Kate! Before I have to beat you senseless," Clint hissed through his teeth at her. Sara restrained herself from bursting out with laughter.

"Kate is going to be doing an interview today for a radio station. So she is excused from today's field trip. Scott, you're going too. One from each group. Come on, we're leaving soon," Frank said and waved Scott over from the couch.

"Hey! Why do they get to go?" Clint whined.

Scott whipped around with his nose in the air. "Because we're special," And they huffed out of the room.

"Simply because they're the coolest," Nati said under her breath, mocking Bob. He narrowed his eyes at her.

"Since when was the Ice Queen a teenybopper?" Bob asked genuinely. Ohhh, fuck. Nati is pissed now.

"Excuse me?!" Nati said, eyes flaming with madness. I put my head in my hands, getting ready for the blowup of the century.

"Did...I...just...I DIDN'T MEAN IT!" Bob said, hiding behind Sara and trying not to laugh.

"Go bop yourself, Bob. Or better yet go bop Tayla..." She said as Kate walked back into the room to grab her coat. Well this is an interesting situation.

Kate looked around confusedly as all eyes were on her. "What?" She said, and walked out of the room.

"Ok, ok, get your jackets and lets go. The tour bus is leaving in about fifteen minutes." Sheila said, and left the room. Bob tried to apologize to Nati, but she just pushed him out of her way as she left the room, laughing.

SCOTT

"Hello all you listeners! This is DJ Aspen in Cambridge. Here with me today are two of the biggest teen idols this decade," The radio announcer broadcasted his annoying voice across the radio airwaves. I cringed.

"Since when was I a teen idol?" Kate leaned over to me and whispered in my ear. I laughed.

"Since we decided to baby-sit you guys," I told her. She nodded her head and watched the announcer.

"Here are Kate, from States-based Nine Lives, and Scott from the Canadian band The Mo-phatts," The announcer read off his little blue card. Oh god.

I lowered my mouth to the microphone. "Uhhh, that's MOF-FATTS," I said. I glanced over at Kate, who was shaking with laughter.

"Oh so sorry. Moffatts. Say hi!"

"Hi," I said unenthusiastically. Kate was still laughing. She waved to me to say something more. "Kate would say hi too, but she is laughing at me right now," My little comment made Kate laugh even more. I brought her microphone to her lips so the world could hear her laughter.

"Oh you...Hi everyone!" Kate said when she had finally come to her senses. Dad gave us a pleading look to get on with the broadcast.

"So kids," the announcer started. I HATE being called a kid. " How has the tour been going? Any big embarrassments or problems the public should know about?" He asked us. I gave a look to Kate to keep her mouth shut.

"Well, there was a time when Sara and Liv from Nine Lives, and Bob and Clint from the Moffatts were all sick with strep throat. Nati, Scott, Dave and I had to play by ourselves. It was so amusing," Kate said, giggling. Thank god, that's all she thought was amusing.

"Oh really? Must have been a hell of a time," He said. Kate laughed again and stuck her tongue out at me.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Kate is sticking her tongue out at me," I voiced into the microphone. Kate giggled some more.

"So do either of you have a significant other?" The announcer said looking for some good gossip.

"Wow you guys go right for the kill dontcha?" I asked him.

"Oh yes," The host said rather convincingly. "So don't try to change the subject. Either of you in a relationship?"

"Oh yeah, me and Scott. Can't keep our hands off each other. Right babe?" Kate said in a sarcastic tone. My mouth dropped and I quickly looked back at my panicking father.

"That was a joke," Kate said in a monotone voice to the microphone. "Laugh Scott!" She whispered just to me. I took the cue and went along with it.

"Oh, yeah, right. So damn in love," I said, just as cynical as she. I could tell I was pushing it. The host looked at us strangely.

"Right. Moving on. What is the best rumor you guys have heard about yourselves or the bands?" He asked us. I wondered whether to bring up Natalia and Dave.

"Well, I read the Inquirer the other day. Apparently, I'm the father of Britney Spears' triplets," I said sardonically. Kate burst out laughing. Someone's got the giggles today.

"Yeah, and Kate's been with all three Hanson brothers," I said. She stopped laughing.

"I wish," She said under her breath.

"Wait, wasn't that true?" The announcer asked us. There was dead air, as Kate could not find words to answer him.

"No, its not," I said, very quickly. Any longer and it would have been suspicious.

"I've never even met Hanson," Kate said confusedly. I patted her on the head. She was so pitifully cute.

“Hey! Looks like time is almost up. I’d like to thank Kate and Scott from Nine Lives and the Moffatts. Tune in next week when Ben and Casey Affleck come in to plug their new movie. See ya!” The host annoyingly echoed. He got up from his seat as the ON AIR light went off and left us alone in the room.

“Ben? Hanson? Oh God...”Kate said, still wondering what was going on. I pulled her up by the arm and dragged her out of the room to Dad.

“Well that was interesting. Just think of the phone calls we’re gonna get. Come on.” Dad said in an anxious tone. We followed him outside to the taxi.

"We have to get back to the hotel quickly. You two are going to catch a ride to Stratford-Upon-Avon to finish watching the tour. You're going to be tested on what they are learning," Dad said to us.

“Wait, Frank. We don't need to do that. I've already been there. I can just teach what I know to Scott. Can we just relax at the hotel?" Kate pleaded with him. I silently thanked her.

"Fine. I don't care. Don't get into any trouble. I've got stuff to do. See you guys at six," Dad said to us. We were dropped off in front of the hotel and I let Kate and myself into my room.

"This, is the most BORING DAY OF MY ENTIRE LIFE," Clint whined. Our tour group walked past yet ANOTHER pub, just as Kate predicted.

"Over here is where Shakespeare supposedly killed the deer and was arrested. This ultimately led him to flee to London," The monotone tour guide explained to us. Sara yawned. Liv yawned. Bob yawned. Dave smiled.

"This way, please," The guide instructed. I reached out to Dave before he could hit his head on the door. He ducked. Clint wasn't so lucky.

"FUCK!" He shouted out of habit, rubbing the large bump quickly growing on his forehead.

"That's what Kate meant by building codes, huh?" Dave said. He began to laugh. I clamped a hand over his mouth.

"Careful. He's gonna kill the next person who pisses him off. You're riding that wave right now Dave," Liv told him. He nodded his head and I released him.

Fire brewed in Clint's eyes. Liv took his hand, trying to calm him down.

"Not much longer Clint, I don't think. What time is it?" She asked.

"It's one," He said through clenched teeth.

"Oh. Well, we should be going to Oxford soon. Don't worry," Bob said to him. Bob looked back at us, trying not to laugh at Clint.

"Over here is the..."

KATE

"Do you want a drink or something?" Scott said to me. I nodded. Jesus Christ, I felt like an idiot forgetting my key to the room.

"Here," He said, smiling at me. Somehow he was being very nice to me, and it made me a bit suspicious.

"What's up with all the niceness Scott?" I asked him, not playing around.

"What do you mean? Why shouldn't I be nice to you?" He asked. Right.

"You haven't been this kind of nice to me since...our first kiss," I said, trying to think of when he had acted like this.

"Ok..."Scott said, his back turned to me as he pulled the drinks out of the minibar.

"Why don't you just tell me what is on your mind?" I said to him. Not in a bitchy tone, for once.

He slowly turned around to me and handed me the soda. He sat down on the bed and turned to face me as he collected his thoughts.

"Well, actually, I've been thinking a lot about our relationship. And sometimes I just think...oh forget it. It's not important," He said, and opened the can of soda.

"Obviously it is. Tell me, please?" I said, carefully prying the issue out of him.

"Well, Sara and Bob they have, well you know. And then Clint and Liv have, obviously. I just wonder sometimes that maybe we could do the same," Scott squeaked out the problem.

How does one answer that?

"I-I don't mean, right NOW. But maybe, sometime in the near future?" He asked me. I tried not to laugh at him; he was so cute when flustered.

"Really Scott?" I asked, letting a giggle loose. He nodded his head slowly and looked at me.

"I just don't think I'm ready for consummating the relationship with you yet. I don't think it’s time," I explained to him.

"Why not?" He asked very shyly. Awwwwww...

"Because...because...I just can't. Not yet. I'm sorry," I told him. He looked upset.

"Kate, you're my girlfriend. You're supposed to WANT ME," He said, ego taking a defining blow.

"Scott, please," I tried to tell him, I just couldn't.

"Come on Kate. I let you do whatever you want. I never put up a fight. I need this one thing. Can't you let your morals down for one night?" He shrieked.

"Ohhh, you just lost all hope there, Scott. I know you are in a tight spot here. Almost all your brothers have lost their virginity, except for you. But I just can't let you have a go at me "for one night". I can't let my morals down. Please understand what I'm saying."

"You don't want me. You just don't love me, do you?" He said, folding his arms and pouting. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh Scott. I do want you, believe me. I do. But I can't do that," I said, hugging him. "If you can't understand that, then you don't really care about me."

"Ok. Fine. No, I understand. I wouldn't really make you, you know that. I wasn't thinking with my head," He said, and laughed. "I can wait as long as you need me to. As long as I'm waiting for you."

SARA

"What do you think Scott and Kate are doing right now?" Liv asked us while we were headed for Oxford.

"Having wild passionate sex on a bearskin rug in front of a fire. Why, what do you think they are doing?" Nati said. Bob laughed until I hit him in the stomach.

"Kate would never do that. Her virginity is too precious," Clint said bitterly. Natalia choked on her coke.

"Nattie...you ok?" Dave asked. Oh yeah, he's harboring those lusty feelings toward her still.

"Oh. Just fine Dave. Went down the wrong tube," She replied. And returned the feelings.

"Are we there YET?" Clint complained to anyone who cared to listen.

"No. About fifteen minutes left Clint. Just relax and enjoy the ride," Sheila told him. Yeah right. Telling Clint to relax is like telling Dave to shut up. It's useless.

"I plan to go to college in Oxford Clint. You better not ruin my chances," I said to him.

"Oh shut the hell up Sara. You could get in anywhere. All you'd have to do is fuck the faculty," He muttered. I bit my tongue and kept telling myself Clint was too deranged to mean anything he said. Bob came over to me, regardless.

"Clint, why don't you shut the hell up?" He said to him. Bob sat down next to me and smiled meekly.

"He didn't mean it," Bob explained. I nodded in agreement.

"Right. He's just an asshole. He's pissed off at the world," I said.

" Are we almost there YET?" Clint asked again. Liv was getting fed up with him too, I could tell.

"I will beat you to a bloody pulp if you don't shut the hell up. Sweetie," She said to him in a sickly sweet voice. Clint sat down and shut up.

KATE

"When are they supposed to be home?" Kate whined to me. We were lying on the bed, watching a stupid ass Hugh Grant movie. Nothing else was on.

"Sometime around six," I said. It was only three. I was enjoying my time alone with Kate.

"Oh god...nothing to do. Have we eaten lunch yet?" She asked me.

"No..." I shrugged. My stomach was growling, but I couldn't take my mind off of Kate. In my mind, I understood that she didn't want to do go all the way. But other parts of me still screamed.

"This movie bites," She announced and turned off the TV. "What do you want to do?" How dare she even ask that question when I was in such an awkward state.

"Um...I don't know..." I said, racking my brain to find wholesome things to do. All I could think of was leather, bondage, and handcuffs.

"What are you thinking of?" Kate asked as she saw the delightful little smile creep into my lips as I daydreamed.

"Do you want the G-rated version? Or the X-rated one?" I asked her. She scoffed at me and got up.

"Give it a rest Scott. You're really annoying me," She said as she headed for the door.

"Where are you going? No please come back." I called after her. Goddamnit. Me and my big mouth.

"I don't want to be around you when you are like this," Kate replied. I pulled her back into the room.

"I can't help it. I can't stop thinking about you that way," I said, being as truthful as possible.

"Can't you try? Don't you understand? It's not like I can just sit here without wanting to do something too. But I have enough self-restraint NOT to," She said to me. I growled under my breath.

"Right. You just sit there, delighting in torturing me as I fight to keep myself from getting too worked up," I spat at her. She was getting mad. If I went any further, it would be too far.

"What do you want me to do Scott? What do you expect me to do? I'm not some little fantasy slut, ready to serve myself on a plate to you. I've explained my side to you. You can't just take me at your beck and call," Kate shouted.

"So while you go stew in your virginity, I'm supposed to sit here, jacking off while my brothers get more than I do? It's not fair Kate!"

"Fair! Oh just because your brothers are getting some, you're entitled to be getting your fair share? Liv and Sara don't mind giving it out, I guess I should just lie there while you get yours huh? It doesn't work that way Scott!" She shouted at me. She was ravishing when she was livid. I could hardly take my eyes off her. Reaching for her arm, I pulled her close to me and clamped my mouth down on hers. She didn't try to stop me.

As my hands roved her body, I kept no thoughts more for more than five seconds. I knew I'd never be able to live with myself if we really had sex, but I just wanted her so badly.

I ripped off my shirt, and then hers. She didn't stop me. I threw her back on the bed and kissed my way down her body until she gasped. She pulled me up off of her.

"Stand up," She ordered me. I was in no position to argue. If I didn't do something I was going to go crazy. She kneeled down in front of me and unzipped my pants. What came next were the most erotic minute and a half I had ever spent with Kate.

Her eyes met mine as she finished and went to kiss me. I could taste the salty goo mix with my own mouth. I pulled back to spit it out.

"Now you know how I feel," Kate said, laughing. She began to pull off my pants, but I pulled her on the bed and just hugged her in my arms. That's as far as we were taking it today. Neither of us needed to go further. I finally understood what she meant.