Underaged l.h. (UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING!!)

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"Hey, do you wanna go get some icecream? It's right over there. Luke pointed his long arm toward a floating porch like structure. A large sigh read "Ice Cream." I nodded my head.

"But how are we gonna get there?" I asked, "Everyone has canoes or something to float over there."

"Um- it's not that deep...at least I don't think it is." He responded back.

I nearly face palmed myself as Luke stood up. Stretching out from his long tanning session. I caught his muscles flexing. I tried not to stare, because with my luck, I knew I would get caught, but I couldn't help myself. It's harder than it looks.

I stood up turning around, forcing myself not to look.

"Please don't drop the money in the water." I joked while digging around in my clutch for a couple of dollars.

"Uh. What are you doing?"

I looked up confused.

"Getting some money, why?" I replied confused.

"Uh-- why, I'm paying for it."

"No your not. I would feel bad."

"Well I guess your gonna feel bad, because I cant let a pretty girl pay for her ice cream when I clearly can."

Luke's cheeks flushed pink. I guess he didn't realize what he said until he said it. I felt my cheeks heat up too.

"What ever." I said playfully, heading toward the steps.

I went down first, not wanting my butt to be in Luke's face. My toes dipped into the water. It was the perfect temperature. I slid all the way in, letting my feet hit the gritty sand. To my surprise the water wasn't that deep. It came up to about my belly button. Luke followed behind, The water only coming up to his waistband.

Stupid tall kids.

We began to tread toward the icecream boat/stores. Multiple stares came from multiple teenage girls. I heard some conversation about Luke, some dirty looks were thrown to me, despite all the commotion and people.

Some other people were taking pictures. I began to feel insecure. Wrapped my arms around my torso, I stuck to Luke's side. I don't know how he deals with all this.

"Hey, it's ok, just ignore them." Luke learned over and whispered in my ear.

I didnt expect him to notice my discomfort, but I guess he did. I smiled. After our 20 foot journey to the boat, we finally made it. Hoisting myself onto the platform, I began to look at the flavors.

"What are you getting." Luke asked.

I jumped, not expecting Him to be that close.

"Um- I think I'm gonna get a snow cone," I relied looking up at him, " Is that ok?"

"Emily. It's ok" he reassured me, " I got it."

I smiled, "Thankyou."

"No problem."

A chubby lady appeared from the window. She smelled like syrup.

"Hey there, what would you like?"

"2 tiger blood snow cones please!" Luke set 5 bucks on the counter. She made our snow cones and handed them to us. The syrup dripped down the cup and onto my hand. I licked it of, savoring the taste.

"Ready?" he said.

I nodded, biting a big chunk out of my snow cone. Finally making it back to the yacht, like held it up so I wouldn't drop it getting on the latter.