I open the sliding doors with a little too much force and it slams against the hotel, which makes everyone turn to look at us. Turns out we were the last ones to the pool despite rushing to get there. Everybody goes back to their business, except for Salt and Pepper, who comes over and approaches us.
"Like, Trophy, aren't you a certified life guard or something?" Salt says to me, eyes still glued to her phone. "Well, I guess yeah, I used to be before that Lifering dude stole my spot after he WON AGAINST ME IN A SWIM OFF! I SWEAR! WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON HIM I'LL-HMMF!" Pepper silences me by covering my mouth with her hands. "Yeah yeah whatever, look, we need a lifeguard since Lifering only works here on Tuesdays and Thursdays and Oj is threatening to kick us out of the pool if we don't find one so like, you're gonna have to watch us, got it?" Salt adds on to Peppers remark "aaaaand you have to wear this lifeguard uniform" she dangles a white tank top with a red cross in the middle in front of me. "Lifering doesn't have to wear that dumb shirt! Plus I wanted to get my tan on!" I tell them, disappointed and frustrated. "Well you don't work as a lifeguard all the time and Lifering is literally like, water themed, he doesn't need it. You can tan like, sitting up there" Salt says and points to the lifeguard chair. I wanted to say no, but I'm sure that if I did everyone here would treat me as badly as Balloon. "Fiiiiine" I tell them with a defeated tone. I almost rip the lifeguard shirt in half when I put it on, but it's actually pretty snug after I get it over my massive head. I hand Cheesy all of our stuff and tell him to just find the nearest open beach chair to put everything next to and he obliges. I make my way over to the life guard chair and start walking up the ladder. This is the hardest part, since it's so high up in the air it takes forever to get to the top. Once I'm there though, I can see what everyone is up to.
Fan and Microphone are in the most shadiest part of the pool area, they decided they wanted to control the music for everyone, probably due to the fact that they can't get wet. Test Tube is sitting with them making huge bass speakers so we can all blow our eardrums out listening to Spoiled Lemon. On the beach chairs Salt and Pepper are gossiping about something since they seem to be moving their mouths a lot, Paper is just reading the newspaper and Oj is just looking at him while he sun tans, which is a bit gay, but whatever, just bros being bros. Balloon and Tissues decided to stay inside, Tissues always says the chlorine fumes worsen his "coNdiShaWn" (what a wimp) and Balloon gets that nobody wants him there, he's probably working on his writing or something lame along those lines. Yin and Yang along with Cherries are whispering, probably devising a plan to prank Pickle and Soap who are both just having a normal conversation in the pool. Bomb is scuba diving.... In the shallow end for some fucking reason, and Baseball and Nickel are tag teaming trying knock down Lightbulb and Paintbrush, splashing water in each other's faces. It's quite entertaining to watch.
A few minutes pass and Cheesy finally gets in the water and swims over to Pickle and Soap to tell some of his terrible jokes. I watch from my chair as he probably makes up a stupid pun about water... I wonder what it is as I put my palm to my face and smile a little thinking about just what he could be saying when suddenly I feel Paper staring at me from under his newspaper. I give him a scowl and he pretends like it never happened as he digs his face back into whatever he was reading and blushes a little, embarrassed that I cought him in the act. I wonder why he looked at me when suddenly it clicks.
Wait.
Am I giving off the impression that I actually give two shits about what Cheesy is doing???
WELL I DON'T! AND JUST TO SHOW HOW MUCH I DON'T CARE IM NOT GOING TO LOOK AT HIM FOR THE ENTIRE DURATION OF THIS POOL PARTY!
I turn my back to the pool and lay my feet across the wooden arm rest as I take a nap in the sun. After what I thought had been a few minutes later, I hear panicked cries for help below me. First, they sounded muffled but as I started to drift back into consciousness I look down at the pool to see someone ACTUALLY drowning.
And that person coincidentally HAD to be Cheesy.
God damn it.
Damn it all.
I hustle down the lifeguard chair and run my way over to the pool, I dive in and freestyle my way over to him like I'm in the fucking Olympics. Apparently, Yang was trying to play a prank on Cheesy, even after Cherries told him drowning people isn't considered a light-hearted prank. Soap saw that Cheesy wasn't breathing and she freaked out, BECAUSE NEWS FLASH DUMBASS, OBJECTS CANT BREATHE UNDERWATER and everyone else panicked too. I pull him back to land and once I get him out of the water everyone huddles around me as I check to see if he's joking or if this is some kind of stunt by yelling as loud as I can in his face. "WAKE UP TWERP! THIS ISN'T FUCKING FUNNY!" I shake him and slap both of his cheeks, which is kinda fun to do because I haven't been violent with anyone in a while, but I have to remember that his life is on the line, so I switch to chest compressions to see if that gets him to breathe. It doesn't, probably because I'm not pushing hard enough. I quickly realize that me skipping arm day this week is about to cost Cheesy's fucking life.
"JUST DO THE MOUTH TO MOUTH ALREADY!!!" Microphone shouts, damaging everyone's eardrums in the process "LET ME WORK WOMAN! DAMN!" I shout back "I KNOW WHAT IM DOING!" "Well apparently you don't because he clearly isn't breathing" Nickel says sarcastically. I try to ignore all of the fighting happening around me and Microphone yelling at Nickel for being insensitive but I hate to say it, she's right. Look, this isn't what I imagined our first kiss to be like, I MEAN NOT THAT IVE IMAGINED IT, FUCK, I MEAN, UM, LIKE- ok, I honestly don't know how to defend myself at this point but IM NOT GAY! this mouth to mouth is to SAVE A LIFE! My TOTALLY PLATONIC FRIENDS LIFE! I just have to.... Connect my lips...To his...
AND...
AND-
Cheesy slowly opens his eyes and looks up at me with a shocked look on his face.
"Uhhh... Trophy?"
"IT'S NOT- ITS NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE! I WAS TRYING TO SAVE YOU DUMBASS!"
He gets up and supports himself on the blue tiles, coughing up water and trying to clear his throat.
Now I kinda feel bad.
"Uh, sorry about... Calling you a dumbass just now, I'm just... glad you're alive."
I make my way through the crowd and grab his towel from the beach chair. I wrap it around his body and rub his back as he hacks up more water. everyone stares at me while I do it.
"What????" I say and nobody seems to answer me except for Paper.
"We're all just... Surprised you made a friend." He says with a warm smile and goes back to his chair, everyone seems to leave us alone and walk away after that. As I'm about to take back everything I said back there Cheesy taps my shoulder.
"Thanks *cough cough* for saving my life."
"It was my job today, but don't EVER think that I'll save you from drowning again, got it?"
"Oh you won't, because I'll be POOLING you in with me next time!" He knee slaps and we walk back to our room in a comfortable silence until Cheesy speaks up again.
"Wanna watch a *cough* movie?" He asks me.
"Your choice, and I'll make the popcorn." I say to him as I roll my eyes and slightly smile.
He warmly smiles back and lightly whispers a "yesssssss" under his breath, chances are we're watching something stupid tonight.
YOU ARE READING
and they were roommates! (oh my god they were roommates!)
RomanceTrophy and Cheesy have to share a room in hotel Oj, and Trophy is more than displeased at this information. Trophy learns to tolerate Cheesy and starts to develop a crush on him, what a turn of events!