18- The [Lack of] Shirts

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After wrapping up lunch, we went for a quick swim. I retired up to my bed, wanting to take a nap while the others played. I was exhausted.

"Bella! Wait up!"

I turned around, irritated. As much as liked Andrew, I enjoyed my sleep more. "What's up, dude?" I tried to keep the annoyance out of my voice but it was hard.

He jogged up to me, his abs on display. He shook the water out of his hair before speaking. "You said we could talk after lunch."

"Okay," I yawned. "Make it quick. I'm about to pass out."

He gave me a hesitant look before taking a step back. "Nevermind. I'll tell you later."

Ugh, don't you hate when someone starts something then says 'nevermind'? Just tell me!

"Drew, you already stopped me so you might as well continue," I frustratedly groaned.

He sheepishly rubbed the back of his head. "Uh, I guess. I was just wondering if that redhead was the reason that Dean chose not to ride with you."

I wanted to snap at him and say it's none of his business, but held off. It wasn't right to get annoyed at him. "Yeah."

His gaze softened. "I'm sorry." His words were laced with pity, making me annoyed. I didn't need pity, especially not his.

"Why?" I asked rather aggressively.

He looked taken surprised and took another step back. For good measure, he defensively threw his hands up. "It just seems like a dick move to ditch your girlfriend for your friend, especially that girl."

I took deep breaths to relax. I was getting overworked for no reason. I blame it on the sleep. Yeah... definitely the sleep...

"Look, I'm fine, okay? Now I'm just gonna head to bed." With that, I spun on my heel and made my way toward the wood cabin.

"Wait!" He grabbed my wrist, making me turn to face him again. "Are you coming to the bonfire?"

"Obviously," I said in a 'duh' tone. Sensing my awful mood, he let go of my arm. I gave him a small smile to ease some of the tension and continued my way to the cabin.

It took a long time, but I finally remembered which room was mine. It was hard considering that all the rooms looked the same. If it wasn't for Emma's pink, sparkly bag, I'd be screwed. Luckily I recognized it laying on her bed.

Before napping, I decided to take advantage of the almost-empty building. Picking out some warm clothes, I grabbed my towel and went to the bathroom. It wasn't as gross as I thought it would be. There were several showers, blocked off by stalls, and even more toilets.

The hot water ran over my body, cleaning off all lake contaminants. I didn't realize how gross I felt until I was clean. My dry hair sat in the best ponytail I could muster with the length. I figured we'd swim at least once more before tonight so there was no need to wash it yet.

When I left the bathroom, there were more girls coming back. I wondered if anyone had claimed the free bed in our room. We'd be super lucky if no one did. That way, the guys could come here without making anyone uncomfortable.

Unfortunately, there was a black bag on the fourth bed. Sighing, I went to my bunk. At least the fourth girl wasn't sharing a bed with me.

I got comfortable in the sheets and snuggled in. The late-night partying, along with early morning and busy day was enough to make me fall asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

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Waking up was surprisingly easy. I felt super refreshed. The first thing I did was check my phone to see any messages I missed. Justin sent me a cute video of Ryder sleeping on my bed at night, making me laugh. His cuteness was much needed.

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