The sun on Samantha's back felt pleasant. She was taking her last chance to sunbathe for the summer. She wasn't really concerned about her bikini line until she saw her best friend Kaitlyn with a deep tan from going to Florida. There were two weeks until school started. Normally this wasn't a problem, but her mother decided that she would like to see her best friend from college. The two of them got on the phone and planned to have her mother's friend visit for two weeks. Then her mom decided that she wanted her friend's family to come too. Sam thought it was a really bad idea because Diana, her mom's friend, has six kids and a husband. It would turns from a little visit to a madhouse. Diana and her mom planned it so they would spend the first week at Sam's house, with a mini-excursion to Oak Ridge, an amusment park in Ohio, not too far from where Samantha was born, on Wednesday, then spend the last week camping at Cumberland Falls, two hours from Samantha's two story brick home in the suburbs of Lexington. But it really made Samantha fume was when her mother decided that the three older boys would stay in her bedroom. They would sleep on the floor in sleeping bags and she would sleep on the sofa in the basement recreation room. One thing Sam values is having her own room, prior to this she had to share a room with her younger brother, Tad. Now she enjoyed listening to music and chilling out before she went to bed. Diana's six kids ranged in age from sixteen to three. Four of them were boys and there were two girls. The thought of having four more Tads running around screaming made her stomach churn. Just then Samantha heard a splat. She had been thinking and listening to her Verve Pipe CD on her Discman. She saw the remains of a magenta balloon and water running toward her. She looked up and saw nine year old Tad giggling as he launched another one. Samantha hooked the back of her bikini as the missile sailed by her head. It landed where she had been lying half a minute ago. "Tad, you jerk, Mom's going to fry your butt when she hears about this!!!"Sam warned. She was imagining Tad's rear breaded and crackling in two inches of canola oil. "Well you can't tell her now because she went to the airport to pick up the Haglon's or whatever their name is, and Dad went to the store to stock up on essentials like pop, chips and especially toliet paper." Tad explained with a giggle. "Oh goody, we finally get to meet the hicks from the midwest," Sam groaned. "Sam, don't be calling them hicks just because they're from like Arkansas or Kansas or wherever they're from. Remember how annoying it is when you tell guys on vacation that you're from Kentucky and they automatically look down to see if you're wearing any shoes and stop flirting because they think you're already married?" "I guess I see your point." Samntha confessed as she thought how more and more Tad was sounding like a grown up. "You should get dressed soon cause Mom said she'd be back at 2:30 and it's 2:15 right now." Samanrtha stopped playing "The Freshman" and walked inside. She took off her bikini and put on underclothes, a pair of denim cut offs and a red, green, and blue stipped shirt. She looked OK, but she decided this would be the last year she wore the cut-offs. Because of her growth spurt over the last year and a half the loose cut offs had become hip huggers that accentuated her curves. She ran a brush through her thick brown hair and stared at her hazel eyes in the mirror. She heard the rumble of her mom's car coming down the road as she put her hair in a ponytail and started her CD player and lay down on her bed. She looked at her blue walls, wishing she could put posters on them. Her mother had said that since her walls were just painted last year she couldn't since her walls were just painted last year. She knew that if she could they would have Leonardo DiCaprio, Devon Sawa, and ,most of all, tons of Hanson posters, especially of Taylor, whom she thought was the cutest of the trio. Her favorite CD, Hanson of course, started playing. She was relaxed and listening to the opening notes of "Thinking of You" when she saw her mother's van pull up in the driveway.