I'm not your typical summer fling. I come with baggage lots of it. This is my story of one summer I'll never forget, my name is Ivy. ------------------------------------------------ He just sat there, up on his life guard chair, flirting with the typical summer bimbo in front of him, as I lay on a chair next to my grandma. There is no way he would notice me compared to the rest of the girls here especially the bimbo in front of him, but for some reason he did. Everyday he was on duty at this pool and watched me when I thought he wasn't looking, oh but I was. ***** So this is my first attempt at writing tell me what you think! I honestly need help!