[OPEN] then baby, i'd be rich.

[gideon matthias hart]

"Just don't stay in the water too long, Illy. You know you always end up sunburnt and your agent hates it. He already feeds you like a freaking rabbit." Gideon said, propping himself up on his elbows to look over at his redheadded sister swimming around in the lake. She popped up, folding her arms over the edge of the lake to look over at him.

"It's cloudy out, Iggy. It's not like I'm going to get burned." She said, then disappeared back under the water. Gideon just sighed, pulling his shades back down over his eyes. He propped one arm over his head, the other resting on his bare chest as he laid back.

"Yeah. Whatever. You just better hope there isn't any wolves roaming around." He said.

[wrenton fiona carson]

Wren laughed, ducking through the trees, still trying to pull her shirt down over her bra. She glanced over her shoulder at Mitch and he barked. Hanging his clothes playfully over him, she slowed at the sound of voices, looking around warily. Mitchel paused beside her, nudging her hand with his nose gently. She pulled it back, peering around a tree at a guy speaking with somebody. "There's a mermaid in the water.." She breathed, huffing as Mitch snatched up his clothes and disappeared. She turned around, tripping over a root, and let out a soft yelp. Perhaps she wasn't as agile as she should have been for her breed. She scrambled up, rubbing at a bleeding hand, and peered towards the water again when she realized it was one of the other girls who modeled. Her muscles eased up and she glanced around, could hear Mitchel up in one of the trees with thicker cover, probably changing.

[gideon matthias hart]

Gideon heard rustling in the woods, and was tempted to pull his sister's leg -or fin, as the case may be- and tell her the wolves were coming after her. She had a fear of wolves after one attacked her a few years back, thinking she was just a fish. Gideon had a fear of them because he was simply a wolf, but as long as he didn't get water on him, it wasn't like it mattered, did it? He was still human. He heard the water splashing around, and looked over to see his sister pulling herself out of the water.

"What's wrong? Chicken?" He asked.

"No. What time is it?" She asked, splashing her fin in the water. She started to ring out her hair, then laid down on the bed of the lake.

"I dunno. Something to four, I guess. I'm not your clock."

"And I'm not your maid."

"No, you're a contrary woman. You know you're the woman of the house and you have to cook. That's not my fault. Try growing up in Sparta and then you'd have a right to complain."

"They would have thrown you in a fire for being too weak, Iggy." She retorted and he rolled his eyes from behind his shades.

"Oh please."

[wrenton fiona carson]

Wren figured since she knew her, she had no reason to hide. She'd been confronted by the other girl for being a werewolf before, had promised she would never have the audacity to hurt her. She dusted off her bleeding hand, stepping out from behind to tree, and smiled, waved faintly. "Didn't mean to intrude," She murmured, glancing up at the trees, wondering where her brother was. He dropped down and grabbed her and she yelped, ducking away, nearly tripped on the other guy. Her cheeks heated up and she glared at her smirking brother.

"That's for taking my clothes."

[gideon matthias hart]

"No intrusion. Just telling my pansy sister that she's got it easy. She acts like it's some big deal cooking dinner and cleaning." He said, watching the guy almost trip over him. He pulled off his shades, sitting them down beside him.

"You have it easy, Gideon. You do nothing but party and flirt." She said, folding her arms across her bare chest at the sight of the boy.

"And I'm good at it." He said, pulling out his phone to check the time. "It's three thirty. You got fifteen minutes to air out." He said, reaching over to pull his shirt on over his pale torso before he got sun burned.

"Sure. Hand me my shirt."

"Walk over here and get it." He smirked, and she glared at him.

[wrenton fiona carson]

Wren huffed, watching them in faint amusement. She smiled in greeting at Gillian, wondering if she had worked today. Wren was just glad she had the day off for once, glanced around in confusion when she noticed her brother not by her side. He had wandered to the other side of the clearing and pulled himself on to the first branch, one leg hanging off as he gazed distantly across the water. She decided to leave him be, glancing at the guy, then the girl again. "I didn't know you had a brother."

[gideon matthias hart]

"He's ugly so we keep him in the basement." Gillian said, and Gideon rolled his eyes again.

"Freak." He said, walking over to hand her a towel. She slowly started running it over her fin, the green fin slowly splitting into two legs. She reached up, tugging on Gideon's swim trunks. He pushed her head, making to push her into the water again.

"Ah! No! Gideon!" She cried, wrapping her arms around his leg. He wiggled his leg, trying to get her off.

"Illy, stop! You're gonna send us both in the water." He said, and she let go. She wrapped the towel around her, and walked over to her clothes. She turned her back to them and pulled them on, reaching up to pull her red curls into a ponytail. "Am I burned, Gideon?"

"No, Illy. You're still pale and freckled." He said, rolling his eyes.

"You want to come to dinner?" She asked the girl quietly, leaning down to pick up Gideon's things.

[wrenton fiona carson]

Wrenton smiled as she watched them, glad to know her and Mitchel weren't the only ones that acted out like that. "Sure, if you dont mind," She breathed, glancing up at her brother with a slight frown.

[gideon matthias hart]

"She don't mind." Gideon said, taking his bag from her. Illy just chewed on her lip, watching her brother fish through his beach bag for his keys. He started towards the car, Illy following a little ways behind him. She took her seat in the back of the car, folding her hands in her lap. Gideon started the car, flipping through the radio as he waited on the other two. "Remind me I gotta get gas, Illy."

"Okay, Gideon." She said, fishing under the seat for her notebook. She pulled it out and flipped through it, reaching up to tuck a curl behind her ear.

[wrenton fiona carson]

"Come on, Mitch.."

He dropped from the tree and she followed the other two, taking a seat next to Gillian since she really didn't know the guy. Mitch climbed in silently, face expressionless now that they were in the presence of others.

Stretching her legs out, she rubbed tenderly at her scraped hand, glad it was something that would be gone in the next few days and wouldn't effect her modeling.