***Natalie's POV***
"Where are you taking me?" I question impatiently raising my voice.
"Calm down, Muffin." He says keeping his eyes on the road. He rolls down the window and the wind is blowing through my hair. I put on my sunglasses because the sun is beaming and it's not very nice. Especially because I do not tan very easily.
"I am not something you baked." I reply with a straight face.
"No, your a stove." No he did not just call me fat. I'm sorry, it's the white girl inside of me.
"Excuse me?" I say looking over at him and raising my eyebrows. He pauses and doesn't say anything for dramatic affect I assume.
"Because I turn you on." We are at a red light and he looks over at me with the biggest smirk on his face. I burst into laughter and slap his shoulder.
"Ha ha!" I scream out laughing. "That I real knee slapped there, Blake, you really got me." I pretend to wipe away a fake laughing tear. And he turns back to face the road. Leaving me extremely awkward.
"Put this on." He hands me a blindfold and I take it reluctantly and I put it on following instructions. We drive for another 5 minutes until loud music shatters my eardrums. When my ears adjust I realize that Blake is playing Gangnam Style by PSY. Oh my God.
"Blake, this song freaking sucks." I tell him going to plug my ears.
"That's not the only thing that sucks this D-" he starts. I can hear the smirk in his voice
"Blake!" I scream cutting him off before I burst.
"Fine, fine, but I played it because you hate it, fair?" He tells me.
"Even." I say, bearing the terribly sounds bursting through his car. After about ten minutes of torture of the worst songs ever made. We arrive and Blake takes my blindfold off. I see the beautiful yellow sand laying across the gorgeous clear blue water. He took me to the lake. I see patches of people scattered through out the whole beach. There is a volleyball court and a dock out not to far from shore. "Blake, what are we doing here?" I question.
"Clearing your mind." He says smoothly. We park in the huge parking lot in front of the sidewalk by the beech and then we slowly step out of the car. "You brought your bathing suit and towel, right?" He asks me. Honestly when he told me that this morning I should have known it was the lake when he told me to bring those things, pretty obvious.
"Yes, like you told me, Blake." I reply rolling my eyes.
"Go put it on and meet me back here." He tells me.
"Why didn't you just tell me to wear it here?" I ask him. Seriously though...
"Because I wouldn't see you in that adorable outfit. If you were in your bathing suit, now would we?" He replies in a sarcastic tone. He then winks at me. "Oh and I have a couple of friends coming down in a few." He tells me and walks down to the dock. I sigh my 'whatever' sigh and go into the girls single person bathroom and close and lock the door. While I'm changing in here I hear glass shatter. The bathroom next to me is the men's. I finish up changing, (bathing suit shown at beginning of chapter). I then walk next door and knock on the stall.
"Hey, is everything okay in there?" I ask whoever broke some kind of glass. After a little while I start to get curious. When my curiosity gets the best of me, I rattle the door handle until it finally lets me in. I walk into a couple having sex in the men's bathroom. They slammed up against the mirror and broke it. Come on people, you could at least do it somewhere a little more sanitary where you can't pick up an infection by just being near on the ground.
"Come on people this is a family place, move along, move along." I start shooing them with my hands and they hurriedly get dressed and walk out.
"Sherry, we should have locked the door." Umm yeah. I get Lysol and start spraying it everI walk out and meet Blake on the dock.
"Hey Blake...?" I say hitting my toe on the chipped dock and batting my eyes.
"What?" He says in a 'not in the mood' tone.
"Do you wanna play volleyball?" I ask.
"No." He states.
"Come on. Please. Please. Please." I plead.
"Hey dudes wassup!" He tells walking towards a group of shirtless, tanned, boys. I catch myself from drooling and I walk towards them wearily. I recognize Austin in the bunch. It's about 4, very, very tall guys.
"Whose the chick?" The guys says looking me and smiling and slicking his wet hair back.
"That Natalie. Natalie meet Noah, Lucas, Austin, and Chris." I decide to not seem like the nerdy girl. So I walk by them with my hand up and then they high five me. There muscles are dripping with water. As I'm walking by high fiving them and then step to the side of Blake I examine them more.
Lucas looks like the typical jock. Has a six pack, ripped muscles, and wavy blond hair. And not to mention, they all have perfect teeth. Then it's Noah. He has chocolate brown hair. He is the school nerd. But is incredibly hot. That's why he is a tutor. Because all the hot girls need 'help'. More like horny. Then it's Chris. The school hot guy. He doesn't sleep around but he is a charmer. He has dirty blond hair and And then Austin. He has beach blond hair. The other jock. He can be kind of an asshole sometimes. But he's okay. And yes, I picked all this up from a couple months of being here.
"Now who what's to play volleyball?" I say cheerfully. I actually like playing volleyball. And I'm pretty good at it, if I do say so myself.
"I do!" Noah screams.
"Nice! One out of five." I say trying to get them to join.
"I'm down." Austin agrees.
"Sweet." I say getting more happy. "Come on guys." I say walking towards the empty court. I hear footsteps follow me so I think they are going to play. I feel like their eyes are on my butt. That makes me feel a little uncomfortable so I smile a little and start walking backwards so they can't stare at my butt. We divide into teams. It's Blake, Lucas, and I. And Austin, Noah, and Chris on a team. I honestly doubt they even know how to play volleyball. We get in position and Noah whistles. Noah throws the ball up and the game begins...
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Teen Fiction"Honey, why don't you and Blake come over to our house and he can show you around the neighbor hood!" Mrs. Rider offers. "Oh I would love to," I said fakely, "but I have a lot of-" I try to finish but my mother cuts me off. I really did not want to...
