“So, that was quite some stunt you pulled back there with Matt…” Britt said as we flipped onto our backs to tan our front-side.
“I know! I’ve never felt like such a tease in my life! It was kind of exciting actually.”
“Girl, you got some balls! You were totally hot Jen, just stay strong. Don’t let him get to you”
“Hah, don’t I know that…” I muttered closing my eyes and relaxing back into the pool chair.
I let the inviting rays of the Oregon sun wrap my body in a blanket of comforting warmth as I listened to “Party Rock Anthem” by LMFAO (one of my current favorites) in my super cute rainbow-heart bikini.
I wasn’t even halfway through the song when I heard the annoying voice of my idiot brother screech, “COWABUNGA!!!” I knew what was coming next, and before I could even open my eyes or protect my iPod a sheet of cold water came spashing down on me, thoroughly soaking me, Britt, and my precious iPod.
“Benjamin William Talor you are SO fucking dead!!!” I screamed furiously, “how many times have mom and dad told you about the no-cannonball rule!”
“Relax a little Jen, I didn’t cannonball…I jumped from the roof!!!” I looked up at the roof and sure enough, there stood Matt in all his shirtless Hollister, Calvin Klein glory, getting ready to jump just like Ben had done.
I looked at him and we made eye contact.
“Don’t. You. Dare.” I mouthed to him.
He simply smirked, winked and replied with “This one’s for you, Jenny!” I watched as he jumped off the roof and did a summersault in the air before landing in the pool.
I braced myself and Britt let out a small scream as yet another wave of water drenched us. Now I was beyond pissed.
I let out a low growl and just glared at the two idiots who were cracking up and high-fiving in the pool. I glanced over at Britt who was also glaring daggers at them. If looks could kill…
I made eye-contact with her and we instantly concocted a plan in our minds. She smiled slyly to me and I instantly knew exactly what to do.
As soon as the boys weren’t facing us, Britt and I leaped to our feat and ran full speed toward the pool. I yelled “suck on this!” and she added, “mothafuckas!!!” hahaha oh man, that girl is something else.
We leaped into the pool and pounced on the boys right as they turned around, submerging them down under the water with us. I went for Matt, while Britt went for Ben. Mission: SUCCESS.
I surfaced, and Matt came up next to me gasping for air. “Jesus Jen!” he panted, but not in an angry way, more like a playful tone. We both smiled and laughed.
I looked over to where Britt and Ben were, and when they resurfaced they were…kissing?!? WHAT? Wait, no…maybe Britt just landed on Ben in a really awkward way…
I watched as both their eyes widened in realization of their current position and they pulled away from each other so fast I thought they were going to get whip-lash.
Okay, I was right…just an accident, phew!
“Whoa, um s-s-sorry…” Ben stuttered. Ben stutters a lot when he’s nervous, and I bet that kiss just fucking made that kid’s life, hah!
“I-it’s um…d-don't worry ab-bout it. Sorry,” She replied awkwardly. Huh, that’s the first time I’ve ever heard her stutter…weird.
I looked at the two of them confused, and when I glanced at Matt from the corner of my eye, I saw him watching the two of them as well, with a sly little smirk playing at his lips.
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Smokin' Hot
HumorJennifer Taylor has spent the last three years working her way up to the top of the high school food chain. But she couldn't get to where she is now without making a few sacrifices. What happens when one of those "sacrifices" comes back for Jennif...
