A Summer To Remember

4: A Game To Remember

"What kind of bagel can fly?" Hunter asks as he takes out his bagel from the toaster. "A plain bagel!" He starts to laugh hysterically.

"You're so stupid." Caroline says as she mixes the pancake batter.

"I don't get it." Nate says, furrowing his eyebrows.

"It's a plain bagel! Like a plane bagel! Like an airplane!" He continues to laugh.

I giggle a little at his joke. The three of them look at me with different expressions flitted across their faces. Hunter, looking like he just found his soulmate, and Caroline and Nate with an 'are you serious' expression.

"See! Rebecca likes it!" Hunter says excitedly. He walks over to me and slings his muscular arm over my shoulder. "You are now my favorite person in this suite."  I take a hold of his heavy arm and let it fall.

"Becca." I correct him.

"You thought that was funny?" Nate asks raising an eyebrow. I look over in his direction and take in his 'just got out of bed look'. Yet he still manages to look good. His light brown hair is slightly mused.

"At least I understood the joke." I say defending myself. I take a seat in front of Nate and begin decorating my pancake with whipped cream, maple syrup and strawberry slices.

Nate scoffs, "Hey, I wasn't the valedictorian of Newtown, Rebecca."  He knows the error he just made. I cringe in annoyance.

If I had a dime for every time someone called me Rebecca instead of Becca on this trip, I would be a millionaire.

But before I had the chance to correct him he says, "Oh, wait, I know what you're gonna say!" I watch in awe as he mimics what is supposed to sound like me. "It's Becca." He says in a squeaky, overly the high pitched voice that actually closely resembles the sound heard when a pig squeals.

I narrow my eyes at him, this is just like arguing with my older brother, Tyler. He uses this exact same tactic.

"That's not how I sound like, you pig." I say simply.

I put down the syrup can mid-drench and look up at him. "Besides, you don't need to be a valedictorian to un-der-stand that joke." I say, irritated.

A cocky grin spreads across his face. "Well you probably wouldn't un-der-stand a joke thats actually funny." His stupid grin getting bigger.

I roll my eyes. "Try me."

Thinking about it in hindsight, I probably shouldn't have said those last two words, because nothing would prepare me for the words that come out of his mouth next.

Like he has said this to tens of people before, he says; "What's long and hard and has cum in it?"

My eyes widen considerably to the size of a golfball as those words spill out of Nate's mouth. My stomach drops as it would when you are going down the high slope on a rollercoaster.

"A cucumber." He answers, before erupting in fits of laughter.

My mouth drops as the words play in my head again not leaving. I feel like I'm gonna be sick. I immediately push away my beautifully decorated pancake.