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y/n's pov:
the lake house is this huge house up in the colorado mountains. it overlooks a gorgeous lake, with water so still that it mirrors the sky. it's quiet and isolated, but that isn't such a bad thing. (it is way too tempting to turn this into like a horror story!! but i won't b/c that isn't what i'm here for) the air is fresh with the scent of pine and earth.
walker tugs me out of the car, gently, lacing our fingers together. he slings my backpack over one shoulder and his over the other.
"HEY!! YOU GUYS ARE HERE!!"
aryan jogs down the driveway. i laugh as he pulls me in for a hug.
"let me help you with your suitcase, y/n!"
i smile, "be my guest, aryan."
walker eyes me, "you know, i could've gotten it for you."
i crinkle my nose at him, "if you got it for me, you would've had to let go of my hand. you seem pretty attached, i didn't want to take it away from you."
he squeezes my hand tighter and pulls me up to the house after aryan.
when we get to the house, dior and leena are in the kitchen, emptying the snacks and food into the fridge and various cabinets. they both wave to me as walker and i walk past and dior blows me a kiss. momona hops down the last two steps and sweeps me out of walkers grip, snatching my bag off of his shoulder.
"hey roomie!"
walker pouts as momona leads me away.
she laughs, "don't worry walk, you'll see her later."
"we're rooming?" i ask her.
she nods, "yeah, i had to fight to be your roomate, but i'm pretty sure no one will be sleeping in their assigned rooms anyways."
there are two twin beds in the room and floor to ceiling windows overlooking the lake, complete with a balcony and a bathroom. my suitcase is already at the foot of what is presumably my bed, so i toss my backpack onto it. momona plops down on her bed and i follow.
she rolls towards me, pushes her hair out of her face and asks, "wanna go for a swim?"
i grin.
"yes, please."
i dig through my suitcase for my favorite bikini/one piece. it's y/f/c and i don't travel anywhere without it. i head into the bathroom and put it on. when i walk out, momona is perched on her bed in a pastel yellow triangle bikini. she gasps when she sees me.
"wowww, that looks really good on you, y/n! do a spin?"
i laugh and spin for her. she stands up, offers me her hand, and we skip down the stairs. i make eye contact with walker as he stands in the living room, talking to a boy, with fluffy brown hair and a girl with dark bangs and carmel skin. his eyes widen and his cheeks flush. i wink at him and then momona pulls me out into the sunlight. we run out to the dock, until we're standing on the edge, toes curled around the wood. she looks at me for confirmation, and then we jump. my feet hit the bottom, the dirt cool on my skin. the water is silk and ice. cold, but not freezing. it feels nice compared to the hot summer sun. momona and i lie on our backs, letting the sun warm our skin and the water caress our hair. i close my eyes.
"CANNONBALL!!"
walker flies over me, does not do a cannonball, and instead flips into the lake. aryan, charlie, and the kid from earlier follow. water hits me in the face. dior, leena, leah, and the other girl are walking after them, laughing. once we're all in the water, charlie suggest that we do a chicken fight. walker grabs my arm and pulls me towards him.
"i call y/n!" he shouts, placing his hands around my waist and lifting me up onto his shoulders. butterflies rush through the spaces between my ribs and settle at the bottom of my stomach. i adjust myself on his shoulders, hands resting on his damp curls as we turn around to face charlie and dior, xochitl and brady, aryan and leah, and leena and momona. tanner is sunbathing on the shore, of course. walker pats my thigh and looks up at me.
he grins, "we're gonna win this."
i grin back.
after what seems like hours in the lake, we are sitting around a firepit behind the house. sunkissed, with wet hair and pruned skin. the last of the day is fading, the sun has sunk into the mountains. my marshmallow is burning. i pull it out of the flames, blow the fire off of it and pop it in my mouth. it's warm and gooey, and almost unbearably sweet.
"soooo," leena drawls, "we should play truth or dare."
i'm more than a hundred percent sure that this will not end well. i'm also more than a hundred percent sure that it never does.
"i'll go first," tanner says, "walker, i dare you to pick someone random in y/n's phone and call them. put it on speaker."
walker eyes me for permission and i hand over my unlocked phone. there's no way this will go well. i pray to any and all of the gods above that he'll pick like my mom or mira. the phone is ringing. it picks up.
"hello? y/n?" a gratingly familiar male voice says over the line.
my stomach plummets. i see stars.
jack.
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do you hate smores bc i hate smores
ALSO!! bet you thought i'd make them kiss... SIKE!!
also i know it's short but i'll make the next chapter longer. and angstier.
