By The Pool Side

Lie To Me

I don't know how but Mitchie and I ended up in front of a booth with fake ducks. She was sitting next to me on a red leather stool and me on a blue one. We both held small water guns in our hands. The ducks would swim along a water trail and when had to shoot them with more water and push them over the edge. I didn't understand the game and I didn't see how anyone could push the thing off into a bucket, but Mitchie wanted to play and me being the weak girl I've somehow become over night, I gave in, besides it was free. The man wanted us to test it out, he saw us walking arm and arm and darted our way asking for us to play his game and if we won anything within the first five tries we could get a prize.

"Get ready," the man said smiling at us in his checkered red and white shirt, his dark black hair matted to his head. "Get set," I raised my water gun and aimed it at the ducks on the pond. "Shoot," the man screamed as I began. Mitchie was off to a bad start, her aim was off, she continued to hit the backboard behind the ducks.

"Stop Alex you're cheating, no…stop…stop…stop…no..stop," she continued to whine as I laughed and focused my vision on a plastic green duck. Mitchie hoped off her stool and slide onto my lap, her hand wrapping around my wrist.

"Hey that's cheating," I said as she tried blocking my view, placing her hand in front of me, the man just watched us, because I'm sure the time was up.

"…you're cheating," Mitchie said again before I dropped my water gun in defeat and frowned. I gazed at Mitchie and she just shrugged her shoulders before standing up and walking to the side of me.

"I wanted to win," I said as Mitchie rolled her eyes and ran her fingers down my arm before connecting them with my hand.

"Hey don't leave all down, here take this," the man said placing a large red dog with a green stomach in front of me. I shook my head no but Mitchie accepted it on my behalf and we began walking towards the grandstand. She struggled to keep the large thing under her left arm.

"You could let me go," I said as she knocked into my shoulder with hers.

"Are you trying to get rid of me Russo?"

"Well.."

"Ha-ha…..Alex I don't understand you."

"Uh huh."

"I'm serious," Mitchie said as we stopped near the grandstand gate. Across the large field we saw a stage, and on it was David and his band. Justin was sitting at the drums beating away as if he knew what he was doing and a few other people were in the bleachers cleaning. "Lets sit over there," Mitchie said pointing towards a set of chairs far away from the stage and workers, I nodded and lead her over to them. We sat down side by side in the dark gray chairs before she plopped her large dog in the other empty seat. The stupid thing blocked my view a bit but I really didn't mind, the boys on stage began practicing as Mitchie faced me. Her brown eyes made contact with my dark ones, she batted her eyelashes a few times before stretching her legs in front of her and sliding her hands down her legs before bringing them back up into her lap.

"We're going to be here all day, you know what I've just noticed?! I get to be a groupie, how awesome is that?" I said awkwardly, I think I sounded a bit like Mitchie there. She didn't say anything, her eyes just fell from mine to my lips. I quickly covered my nose and mouth as Mitchie's eyebrow raised.

"Why are you doing that?" she giggled.

"I don't want anymore off guard kisses," I struggled to say from under my hand.

"Oh….you never seem to mind them."

"I don't its just..I mean I do…I do mind them…" I stumbled over my worlds as Mitchie nodded and shifted her body to face mine completely, one leg in the chair and the other one hanging off the side. Her elbow sat on the arm rest with her chin in her palm, she now set a few inches from me.