He felt so exposed with just a T-shirt and shorts and almost involuntarily shuddered in the boiling car. Home was filled with ice, snow, and people wearing a few layers of coats. This was a complete flip from what his body was use to. But that's why he's going to the island, escaping the freezing weather to enjoy fun in the sun. The car rolled to a stop and a thought slipped through his mind as he stepped out *And maybe I can tan a bit too while I'm here* With his duffel bag he entered the house which was a bit too fancy for his taste. The first few rooms were relatively empty and he wandered around feeling like and intruder until he happened to run into a tall man in a suit.
"Sir, would you like me to get you something?" the man spoke in a formal but friendly voice.
"I just need to know where my room is sir." He spoke politely, even if he was a butler he deserved some respect for serving a bunch of teens on an island. The butler kindly showed him the way to his room where he unpacked his few belongings.
"Also if you wish I believe everyone else is outside in the water at the moment." the butler said as he left the room. Excited at the thought, he quickly rummaged for his trunks. Haphazardly putting them on, he stopped to look in the mirror quickly before he made a fool of himself. Blue eyes stared back at him in the mirror as he tried to fix his brown hair. Not that his hair was long enough to get too messed up anyway, he still wanted to reassure himself before he met the others. Standing at 6'1'' he scanned over his tone body which was attained through wrestling at his high school. The only part of himself that might stand out was his pale skin, but he brushed off the thought remembering that he would have plenty of time to get a tan. Seeing nothing else too out of place he almost flew down the stairs and stepped outside.
It was a beautiful sight, the white sandy beach, blue sky, and palm trees looked like a picture out of a postcard. For a few seconds he just absorbed the image before him. However, one second he was standing, staring out into the waves, and the next he was sprinting for the water. This was what he was waiting for, the thought of the warm water was imprinted in his mind as he raced for the shore. White sand shifted beneath his feet and he almost tripped over a girl who was sleeping. But determined to meet his goal, he corrected his sprint and leaped into a shallow dive into the waves.
Long muscular legs carried her slim body up the stairs of the home. Glancing back at the car that had driven her to the house she waved half-heartedly letting them know she would be just fine; sometimes she wondered what had made her decide to leave her perfectly calm hometown to come to some house full of other teenagers. Deciding that it was most likely boredom Amelia straightened her shoulders and pushed a few strands of long black hair behind her shoulders. Dark blue eyes stared at the door for a moment before a tanned hand reached forward and pushed it open slowly. Peaking around within the home she realized she had pretty much missed everyone; she could hear the sounds of people out by a pool. Taking a deep breath Amelia made her way up the stairs still glancing around as she walked through the halls. Finding a door that was slightly ajar she pushed on it gently, looking around she decided that it was still empty and hadn't been taken yet. 
