The day after the night before{Scarlett}

[Bell Kent]

Bell jerked awake and raises a groggy eyebrow at the sound of a water pump bubbling away. Slowly the young speedster turned himself around and let out a yelp as he tumbled from the long bench by the side of the pool. Bell sat up and rubbed at the back of his head. He felt wet, clammy. Wow... he was in the indoor pool area. Just like wow.... Wait... what happened?

Bell looked around slowly and noticed that he was in the pool hall.
"Wow... how did I get here? "
Just as Bell was busy gathering his barings and getting to his feet again his phone rang. Bell gave a little scream and yerked forward only to slip and fall back down on the ground. He grumbled and yanked out his phone pressing it to his ear.
"Yo?"
"JACOB BELL KENT! Where are you?!"
Bell's eyes widened and without thinking he tossed the phone away.

There was plop and Bell froze turning his attention to the pool.
"Whoops....Shit!"
Bell scrambled to the edge of the pool peering down into it. The phone floated down to the bottom of the pool, bopped twice and lay on the floor of the white pool. His mom was gonna murder him. How had he not gotten home? Had he gotten that tired? Thought he'd get a nap...? But in the pool hall?! What was up with that?!

Bell pulled his face into a slow wince.
"Well, Ultimate test for a blackberry then? Water...."
Bell didn't really want to get his valentines suite wet. He didn't at all like the idea but how could he get his phone otherwise? Just then he felt a pressence enter the room with him. Bell's eyes slowly glided to the girl by the door.
"Oh hi there...."
Blondes. How he loved blondes. They were all just so hot....

[Scarlett Granger]

Scarlett had been standing beside the door for a long time now. She was watching that blonde boy, that really good looking hot boy while he lay around, confused. When he dropped the phone in the water though, she felt herself walk towards him, making her presence known. The boy looked confused and rather worried. Maybe it had been his Mother on the phone. Then it would be even worse...

"Hello," she spoke in her perfect and clear English accent. Something about these American boys was so hot and Scarlett found herself checking them out. God, she needed to stop herself, "I'm Scarlett and you are? I can see you've had a, erm, accident?"

[Bell Kent]

Bell paused in his pursuit of project recover Black berry when he heard the girl's accent and his eyes flicked up to meet hers. The most beautiful blue eyes. She was a Brit! Bell sat back on his haunches tilting his head up at the girl.
"I'm Bell. You're British right? From the UK. I'm totally mad about the UK! I wanna go there some day. "
Bell flicked his own bright blue eyes down at the phone at the bottom of the pool and sighed.

"If I don't die an early death from my mom's strangling hands for tossing that heap of trouble in the water of course. "
Bell got to his feet and smirked at the girl shrugging off the Jacket he'd worn to the dance the night before. Oh Abigail. He'd forever try his luck numorous times with her from here on in. His white shift was slowly unbottoned next.

"I have to get my phone but if I don't survive, sugarbeam. Say one thing for me... How do you do? Say how do you do. Your accent would just make it sound soooooooo sexy...."
Bell was ready to drop as soon as possible but he wondered faintly just how fun driven the girl was. It was sunday morning. The pool was normally heated so the jocks could work out. There was no one around and when's the last time Miss. Scarlett had done something spontaneous. Bell quirked his eyebrow up.

He was thinking. It was clear on his features that he was thinking. He was about to propose something radical. Bell held out his hand to her.
"When's the last time you went swiming without a bathing suit? Fully clothed....?"
He expected to hear never. All the more reason to do it! He kept his shirt only half open and started kicking off his shoes.

[Scarlett Granger]

Scarlett looked at the boy and nodded her head, "It is nice to meet you Bell," she spoke and smiled kindly, "Yes, I'm English through and through. I'm guessing you are American. American guys are so... hot. Well, especially blonde, fit and blue eyed..." Oh my God, he had blue eyes. Scarlett could have swooned when the boy looked at her like that. She still didn't understand why the boy was wearing a suit but she wouldn't complain. It really did look dashing on him.

"How do you do?" she spoke in her posh English accent and then she giggled, the sound of bells tinkling. Taking the boys hand, she felt the electric touch and then, just because it was a Sunday morning, she leaned down and kissed him on the cheek laughing, "That is how we do it in England."

Looking down at her short denim shorts and her tight fitting strappy top, Scarlett decided that there was only a little time to have fun in life. She launched herself into the pool, diving gracefully behind Bell. "Just now," she giggled.

[Bell Kent]

Bell listened to her compliment him and was sure his ego just hit the over 50 percent mark which was never good. Was she doing this on purpose? Was she flirting with him? He felt honored to be the object of her attraction really and the smirk told her that. His eyes lowered for a split second before flashing up to meet hers. He lowered himself into a playful bow before her before straightening up.

"Glad to know I have all the above mentioned qualities. Then again, fit? I think that's like beauty. In the eye of the beholder so if the beholder thinks I'm hot then who am I to argue right? Thanks."
A little blush briefly coloured his cheeks and his eyes shone at her. The moment she repeated what he'd asked he gave a sigh and faked a swoon.

"Your accent is soooooo awesome. IF my phone survived I'm totally gonna record you saying that and be like playing it over and over again just to sigh and swoon."
Bell Nodded quickly. Suddenly she was leaning in to kiss his cheek and he blinked repeatedly, eyes widened a slight bit.
"Really? I'm totally moving to England. You think I'd get loads of kisses from pretty girls? Ya'll like American boys up there right?"

He found his own accent to be slightly annoying compared to hers but if thats what floated her boat then so be it. Her hand was soft and warm and quite pretty if he paid attention to examine it. From the quick flash he'd given it, to seem like he got to hold girls' hands all the time, it was a fairly elegant looking hand with thin fingers and pretty nails. The way a girl's hand should look when she didn't bite he nails like Angela often did. Bell found it hard to let go of her hand and launch himself into the water but it had to be done to get to his cell.

Last night's valentine dance had left him with an equally hot girl at his side and if she called then he better be on the other end of the line. He didn't wanna ruin his chances. Bell flinched away as she jumped in the pool, only then noticing that she was wearing next to nothing... in the winter? Was England that cold? Never the less, he appreciated the long legs and the elegant arms that looked breakable from where he was. Bell let out a laugh and waved his hand across the water sending it toward her.

Before he could get his own splash back from her he dived down to retrieve his phone coming back up for air mere seconds later. Bell quickly moved to the edge of the pool hanging onto the side as he examined his phone. He kept hitting the on button but his black berry said 'No'.
"Hey, Ya know anything about phones? I think I killed it when my mom called... I was supposed to go straight home after the dance.... don't ask me why I'm still here..."
He brushed his blonde hair from his face and shot her a look.

"I think I'm grounded for life. What do you think?"
Bell raised an eyebrow and despite his predicament, he was smiling at her.

[Scarlett Granger]

Scarlett hadn't betted on the cold temperature that she was now suffering from. She had brought the only shorts and summer clothes that she owned and now she was regretting it. Being in England, she had assumed that America was going to be warm, like Summer every day. Boy had she been wrong!

"We do like American boys although most of my friends are all dating Lords and what not." she sighed and then looked at Bell. "I go to one of the what my parents would call posh schools. I would just say that they are posers and they make me feel angry. Why would anyone like someone who is so posh and snobby? Well, at least I'm pretty normal. What's not to like about American boys?"

The splash hit Scarlett and she went to splash back but Bell was already underwater. He had done that on purpose!

"I know a thing or two," she smiled, knowing that Bell would be impressed. Her Father was a part time computer technician and he had told her how to fix phones, "All you need to do is put it on a radiator and then after two days, take out the battery and put it back in. It should be fixed!"

"Tell me about you," she smiled and then climbed out of the pool wrapping a towel around her and curling up on one of the sun loungers so that there was still room for Bell, "What is your power?"