(The new character introduced in this is VERY important, so remember her.)
"Hey! Aren't you BajanCanadian?"

Both males stopped at the shout, immediately unlinking their hands. They turned to look back at the girl, who was practically sprinting towards them. She an iPhone clutched tightly in her hands. Her eyes flashed with excitement, visible as she neared them.

A Stan.

"Yep!" Mitch offered a huge grin as she stood before them, bending down so he was face to face with her. "Are you a fan?"

"Why were you and Jerome holding hands? And you kissed him earlier, too." She blinked innocently at him, widening those baby blue eyes. "I have proof, so don't try to deny it."

Jerome looked amused, while Mitch seemed a bit panicked.

"She's twelve years old, and already knows how to blackmail." Jerome was on the verge of laughter. "Okay, kid. Yep. You caught us. Mitch and I were holding hands," He laced his fingers in the boy's, who cast a nervous glance at the stan. "And kissing," He pressed his lips against Mitch's forehead momentarily, making the small teen before them to squeal. Mitch blushed, turning away from them both.

"Because we're dating."

"I knew it!" The girl shrieked, causing people to turn their heads towards the scene. Jerome shushed her quickly. "First of all, I'm thirteen, not twelve. And I want to come with you."

"Come with us?"

"Yeah. You're going to Sky's place to play Truth or Dare like last year. Last year was when Harvey revealed his name and face. It was obviously a dare, and I could tell by..." And on and on she rambled. Her face lit up when she mentioned Harvey, and suddenly, she was talking about him. "I've always wanted to meet him. He's so adorable and he's so sweet. He's hilarious in his videos and he just seems like he'd give really good hugs even though he's really short and-ah! Sorry!"

Maybe not a stan of Mitch then. More like a stan of Seto...

"So you're blackmailing us, and threatening to release private information, just so you can meet him? You know you could get arrested for that, right?"

Her face fell, her shoulders slumping. "It wasn't private. This is the public. And you're celebrities. I'm allowed to take pictures of you." She shot back.

"Doesn't work like that." Mitch rolled his eyes.

"What harm could she do? We could easily get her a plane ticket..." Jerome muttered, studying the sullen girl.

"Where are your parents?" He asked in a louder voice.

She ducked her head, offering a small shrug. "They forgot me here." Tears were welling up in her eyes. "We were on vacation, here in the states. From Brisbane. They boarded without me. I don't have their numbers saved, and I don't remember our address... and they haven't come back yet..."

Australian. Jerome knew her accent sounded familiar. Sympathy for the girl stabbed at his heart, and he found himself pulling her into a tight embrace. She automatically returned the hug, burying her face into his shoulder.

"Jerome..."

Jerome gave Mitch a solid look, still holding onto the little teen. "She's coming."

Defeated, he simply shook his head.

Jerome let go of her, instead taking her tiny hand in his. She was much too small, barely standing at 4'11. She squeezed his hand tightly, staring up at Mitch.

"You're taller than I thought. Who's taller?" She looked back and forth between the two, sniffling the tears away.

That cracked a smile from the Canadian. "Me. By like, an inch."

"Lies." Jerome snorted. He grabbed Mitch's hand with his free one, holding onto both of his companions tightly. "We need to get to the airport. Everyone's probably already there. If we're lucky, we'll beat Lachlan and Vikk."

And so they were off, three instead of two. Small little conversation along the way, the usual chitchat coming from their unexpected visitor.

"Oh. I almost forgot to ask," Jerome shook his head at his forgetfulness. "What's your name?"

"Ellie,"  She blew a bubble with the gum Mitch had found in his pocket. It popped, getting the pink goo all over her lips. With a look of disgust, she picked at it, trying to free herself. "Eleanor White."

Why did that name sound so familiar...?

"Well, Miss Eleanor White, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." Mitch had opened up a little more to the young teen, now that she wasn't threatening to out them, and was teasing her softly.

"Nice to meet you too, Mister Mitchell Hughes," She smiled at him, peering around Jerome so she could look at him.

"Don't call me Mitchell."

"Then don't call me Eleanor."

Mitch raised both eyebrows, his grin widening. "Yes ma'am, Miss Ellie."

"Thank you."

And as it went for the entirety of the walk... and flight... The playful bickering between the three, and new friendships starting to sprout. They all received some pretty weird looks, but they paid no mind. Who cares what anyone thought? They were having fun.

(WELCOME TO THE FIRST CHAPTER WHICH I HAVE PUT OFF FOR A LONGGGG TIME.

Meet Eleanor! A 4'11, blonde-brunette, blue-eyed Australian. She's quite hyper, and is easily excited. She's thirteen, almost fourteen years old, making her the youngest of our current group. She's obsessed with Merome and Mitch, but Seto is by far her favorite and she's totally in love with him. Her picture is below.

*ELEANOR IS AN OC*

Stan=stalker fan, btw.)