Floating

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Jaelyn

I must admit these camp kids really know how to party. Once we ditched Eric, I started feeling more free. The sun has set, and the warmth of the fire toasts my skin. Guys and girls dance on the sand near the pond, while others like Isabell and I sit on the logs surrounding the firepit, roasting marshmallows, and dramatically singing along to the words of the music. 

Isabell is so talkative. People just swarm to her like she’s honey and they're bees. Guys come and say hi asking her questions, trying to be sly and flirt.. Some try to talk to me, but I just pretend like I’m way to interested in my yummy marshmallows, or pretend to not notice them and start talking to Isabell. Isabell laughs every time this happens, she thinks my discomfort is amusing, and it starts to become a game. How long will it take for the next guy to figure out that i'm not interested.

“Lets dance.” Isabell says, a while later, when we're both stuffed on smores, and our stomachs ache from to much laughter.

I throw my stick on the ground and lick the last, bits of sticky marshmallow off my fingers. I stand up brushing my hair off out of my eyes and Isabell takes my hand and we walk  to where the music is blasting and, others are dancing crazily to the upbeat indie-rock music.  I enjoy the feeling of the warm sand under my feet, still holding the heat of the day’s hot summer sun.  Isabell screams spinning around, acting all silly. I laugh, liking the attention she brings just by acting herself. I start to dance as well. Both of us together. Its like we’ve been friends for years. We laugh and giggle definitely outdoing the dancing of the other girls around us. 

After a while I get so tired that I ask her if we should take a rest. She agrees, and we head over near the water where we lay down. I stick my feet in its cool chilling temperature, watching some boys in the water, farther down playing, and dunking one another. 

“Hay Isabell.” says one of the boys. He is tall and skinny with dark brown skin, and bright eyes. He wallows over to us.

“Hay Sam.” she says with a wave. “Sam this is Jaelyn, Jaelyn this is  Sam.” smiling at him.

“Nice to meet you Jaelyn.”, the boy says sticking out a wet hand, and grinning with a mouth full of white perfect teeth. 

I put my hand out to return the gesture, but when I touch my hand to his, I am suddenly jerked into the frigid water. Gasping and sputtering I come up soaking wet, and cold to the bone.

“WHAT THE HELL?” I yelp, in total shock and astonishment.

Isabell is now standing at the edge of the water, a hand clutching her stomach as she is bent over in complete hysterics. And the Sam kid is right along with her, laughing and giggling like two peas in a pod.

“You think this is funny?” I ask, covering a smile that I can't control.

I jump up and out back onto the sand, I can feel my dress clinging to my body but I don't care. Quickly standing upright before Isabell can compose herself from her laughter, I tug her into the water with me. 

Now all three of us are wet, and laughing. Sam begins to splash us, and Isabell starts putting water in her mouth and spraying it in my face. 

“Disgusting!” I yell, trying to back away from her, which is almost impossible because of the slippery rocks under my feet. 

“So, Izzy told me that your from Cali?” Sam says minutes later to me from where he is laying on the the water as he floats on his back. 

“Yah I am.” I say as I try doing the same thing. “How do you float like that?" I ask him.

“Its not hard Jay.” Isabell says, as she easily starts to float on her back. Her dress is wet and tangled around her calf’s. 

I try again but each time I start to sink, water going up my nose. I walk towards the edge of the other side of the pond thinking that if I hold on to the ledge it will give me some kind of leverage. This endsup being a fail. And after a while I start to get frustrated. Why can't I float? After another try I am about to sink again but just as I am about to go down I feel someones hands under me at my back holding me up. Without even looking I know that its Sam because the hands are big, and Sam was the only boy around us.

“Thanks Sam.” I say relishing the feeling of defying gravity and being as light as a feather even though I’m cheating because Sam’s holding me up.

“Your welcome...but I’m not Sam.” with that I loose all concentration, opening my eyes and flailing my limbs as I try to turn and see my creepy supporter.

Behind me with a smirk on his face (why does he always have a smirk on his face?), is Nikolai. The shirt is clinging to his chest which is fully packaged with lots of muscle and water drips from his cheeks, as he stares into my eyes. 

“What are you doing?” I ask, looking over towards the other side of the pond, where Isabell and Sam are lying on the sand laughing and talking about something.

“I saw you struggling. And I thought you needed some help. Every time you tried to float you looked like you were drowning.” he says, a look of amusement in his eyes.

“I’m fine. But I wasn‘t fine this morning when I almost broke my face tripping over your stupid bag.”

“Yah, that was funny.” He says wiping some of his wet hair out of his eyes.

The fact that he thinks me getting almost hurt is funny, makes me furious. I try gathering my skirt from around my knees, into my hands, and walking back towards the edge, away from him and his stupid cocky attitude. But walking quickly in a slippery pond is not as easy as it looks, and I slip falling down into the water. But again as I'm about to go under totally embarassed with my fall, I feel his hands under my arms holding me up. He pulls me up above the water so that I am stable, and standing. I can feel his chest up against my back shaking with laughter. Annoyed, and humiliated I shake his arms off,  makeing it to the edge this time without any further incidents. As I am about to get to Isabell I feel guilty for not atleast saying thank you, he did try to help...twice. So I turn back around to yell it to him, but when I do, I see that he is preoccupied. In his arms is Shianne, dressed in a skimpy almost non-existent bikini, she has her hands moving through his hair as her body is pressed up against his, and their mouths locked in an R-rated kiss.   

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