AN: ahh, so here it is, the short story I've been working on for an contest I hope you enjoy. Oh and thanks to Phoebe Gardens for helping with the title. Thanks, Babe! ;)
“You dip in first,”
“C’mon, Farah, you do it,”
I sigh and snatch off my tank top along with my faded blue jeans leaving me in my bra and boy shorts. I take a deep breath before taking off into the lake, I hold my legs to me as my body sails through the air for a few seconds then I’m dipping into the water. I grin to myself as I swim around underwater for a bit before surfacing and treading. I look around to see all three of my friends gaping at me like I’m crazy.
I roll my eyes at them but then I notice that they aren’t looking at me they are looking behind me. I look around to see a little boat nearing us, I quickly regret boldly dipping into the water in just my underwear.
“Oh my gosh,” one of my friends, Georgia says, pointing to something over to my far left. They all gasp as they look to where Georgia is pointing, I look over too and see it. Floating in the water is my bright blue bra. I look down and notice that I'm totally topless, nothing covering my boobs what so ever. I blush like crazy as I cross my arms but as soon as I do I start to sink.
“What do I do?” I whisper-yell to them, moving around so the view of my boobs were to my bestfriends and not the incoming boat. They all giggle at me like it’s the most funniest thing in the world, I give them each a dry look.
I hear the boat splash in and the sound of the loud engine cutting, I swear to myself as I keep bobbing. My limps are starting to get tired, I hope I don’t drown in this stupid lake. I look up at my friends to see them all looking at something behind me in awe, Farah begins fanning herself as she whispers to Georgia who stands beside her.
“Need some help?” a deep voice says, I can easily pick up the trace of amusement in the voice and I sigh as I push myself under water and swim away from the boat. I hear the boat start up again and it following me. I look around at my friends to see them all looking at me with an amused expression, well their eyes bouncing to me and the person following me.
I finally look over my shoulder and my breath catches in my throat, his hazel eyes stare into mine as soon as I look his way. He is very handsome, well, more handsome than they come back home in Oklahoma. I look over at my friends who are gaping at him like he’s a god, I look back at him and see him smirk; his eyes not on mine anymore but lower. I finally get it and swear to myself as I quickly spin around so my back is to him and I’m looking over my shoulder again.
“May I help you, sir?” I ask, my accent strong and thicker as I’m nervous about him getting a view of my boobs. I’m not even sure I will be able to look at him without dying of embarrassment.
His eyes squinted at me, “You’re not from Bay View are you? You talk weird.”
I shake my head in disbelieve, “So there’s nothing I can help you with?”
The guy smiles at me and my heart melts, I scold myself at falling for someone because of their looks. It’s something that my mom taught me never to do, I can almost hear her thick accent in my ears, ‘don’t you ever fall in love with a man because of his charm and looks, fall in love with his heart not his body, darlin’,”
For years I’ve heard this growing up so this is why I instantly tell myself to get away from him. I begin swimming toward the shore away from the cliff where my friends still stood looking lost. I motion for them to go to shore and they all take off running which I know is hard to do with sand under their feet. I hear someone jumping into water behind me and I begin to panic, I soon hear more splashing which sounds like more people jumping out. I look over my shoulder and see three jaw dropping guys all pumping water as they quickly swims over to me including the guy who saw my boobs. I hear more splashing, god, how many people are in that darn boat? I finally feel sand underneath my feet but I also know that people are behind me.
“Where are you going?” I hear a female’s voice, I didn’t know a girl was with them. I look around to see a pretty girl with long brown curly hair and an bright smile. She’s looks great in a bikini that I would buy, looks like we have the same taste I instantly pick up on.
“Back to my friends,” I say, it comes out sounding more like an question than an answer though. The guys surround her and I spot another girl with her hands interlaced with a guy, she has short blonde hair that’s in a high ponytail. She’s looking up with her nose wrinkled up at her boyfriend as he pocks his tongue out down at her. “I thought it was only one guy in that boat,”
“We were all in the seating part, he was at the drivers seat so it’s no surprise that you didn’t see us. Plus it’s dark,” the boyfriend to the blonde answers, he has light brown hair that sticks up in every direction and beautiful light blue eyes, he's pointing to someone to the left that I can't see. I won't be looking at him either. He saw my boobs.
“Did you see...?” I begin to get flustered as I look down indicating my boobs.
“Nope,” Dark brown curly haired girl answers, “but Jere most defiantly saw with that ‘I got some’ smirk on his face,”
I look back over at the guy (who is Jeremey I picked up) which is a mistake because up close he is even more breath taking than before. I look over my shoulder to see my friends just making it to shore. My friend Rose is waving my clothes that I stripped off earlier like a mad man. I look back over at the group in front of me to see them all looking from the clothes to me.
I let out a groan.
Thank you, Rose.
I’m so going to kill her.
“Well he didn’t get any because I don’t know him. So, what are y’all doing out here? Why didn’t y’all stay in the boat?” I ask, tipping my head to the side as I lift up a brow curiously.
“We always hang out in the water out here and we saw you guys, want to join us?” the blonde asks with a smile.
I look over at Rose, Farah and Georgia and say, “Let’s go ask my friends,”
We all start walking but I slowly walk wanting to get behind everyone as when the water level goes down my nakedness would be more prominent. Jeremy crawls behind too with a huge smile on his face as he looks like he knows the same thing.
“So where are you from?” he asks, crossing his arms over his bare chest mirroring my stance.
“Oklahoma,” I reply shortly, still not feeling comfortable around him, the water as now left my shoulders. I sigh and look at him to see if he noticed and yes he most defiantly is noticing it. I quickly look away before I marvel over how good looking he is.
“Name?” he asks, inching a bit toward me, I note this right away and move slightly away from him. A look of shock passes his eyes like he’s not used to a girl resisting him or not falling all over him.
“What is this twenty questions?” I shoot back, glancing away from him and over at his friends all nearing the shore. The water is gone from my boobs and I’m now covering them with my arms. Hoping for the life of me that he can’t peek and see something private.
“If you want it to be,” he says kindly, stepping towards me again which causes me to do the same but in the other the direction. “I just want to get to know you,”
I look over at him, staring into his hazel colored eyes which are beautiful and I’m sure get’s a lot of compliments. Blonde locks fall against his forehead looking dark with it being wet. He’s not skinny but not looking like some buff guy that works out in the gym too much either, he’s just right. I look away before he finds out that I’m checking him out, I cock my head to the side, “Why do I get the feeling that you wouldn’t be saying that if you hadn't seen my boobs?”
He moves closer, so fast that I don’t have time to back away and stares at me deeply into the eyes, “Because it’s true, but now it’s too late and I know how perfect you are,” his glance lowers from my eyes to me desperately covering my boobs with my crossed arms.
“Why cover up when I’ve seen it, babe?” he asks, chuckling lightly as he leans ever closer to me, I feel his hard abs pressing against my stomach, his nose almost touching mine.
“I’m not some sort of girl that will fall on her back while looking up into some eyes of a stranger!” I snap, moving away from him and walking towards shore again where Jeremy’s friends are talking with mine.
“You’re accent is cute,” he tells me, walking besides me again, I decide to ignore him as I finally reach shore in nothing but my pink boy shorts that I purchased from Victoria Secerts a while back.
Rose comes up to me, her long brown hair bobbing behind her in it’s ponytail, she hands me the stack of clothes, I first turn my back to everyone and slip on my shirt and sigh in relief knowing that part of me is covered before placing on my jeans over my dripping wet panties. I grab a hair tie from my wrist and wrap my hair up in a messy bun.
“So! Are you guys going to stay?” Blonde asks.
I start to say yes but I look over at Jeremy who is sitting on the sand where he clasped when we made it to land and shake my head no, “I have a bunch of stuff to do,” I say lamely.
“Oh man! You guys seem so cool though,” the guy who I haven’t heard talk yet says, he has tattoos covering his arms and curly brown hair, he looks just like Jeremy maybe they are brothers or cousins more so as this guy doesn’t have blonde hair like Jeremy.
“What are y’all names?” Georgia asks, taking out her cellphone and opening the new contact program.
“I’m Seth,” the tattoo guy says with a smile, he announces his number and I watch as Rose sneaks her phone out and type in into her own phone despite the fact that he’s saying it to Georgia and that she has a boyfriend back home. I giggle at this. She mouths, 'a cute guy is a cute guy,' like always.
“I’m Lily,” the long brown curly haired girl says, she following suit with Seth and saying her number.
“I’m Zoe, this is my boyfriend, Jay,” the blonde haired girl says. Lily took the liberty of telling everyones number.
“We will give you a call if we get bored which is all of the time so be prepared,” Georgia says.
I roll my eyes and grab my best friends and we walk toward the parking lot, me still carrying some of the embarrassment of someone getting a peek at my boobs.
“Don’t let him get to you,” I say hours later, we are all in Rose’s grandmother’s house, she’s downstairs in her room reading some romance novel the last time I checked. I’m sitting on the bed with Farah sitting at the head. She has her eyes closed as her head is fallen back on the head board. Her face a mask of pain.
Her newly ex boyfriend Marc (aka. the reason we all took a vacation in the middle of March) texted her minutes before. I had took the phone from her to read it: Get all of your shit out of this apartment. It’s making Sandra angry looking at it.
I honestly feel like taking the next flight back home and beating the snot out of stupid Marc. He’s really getting on my nerves with his jerky ways. He cheated on Farah with Sandra our old friend then broke up with Farah and claiming Sandra as his new better girlfriend. We declared to go on vacation when we all saw Sandra and Marc playing tonsil hockey in our favorite cafe. Marc knew it was our favorite which leads me to believe he meant for us to see him moving on so quickly.
Her eyes swim with tears as she shakes her head looking down at her hands, “It’s not that easy, Cass. You’re not in love, you don’t know how it feels. He has my heart. Do you know how heart break feels?”
I think about this question.
Do I know what heart break feels like?
No. I don’t.
And looking into my bestfriend’s eyes. I don’t ever want to feel it. Love is too dangerous for me.
We promised each other before we came on this trip to not focus on boys. That’s what I intend on doing.
Weeks pass in Bay View and I see Jeremy again. Not like how I did my first night here but I saw him around. He was always with some girl, a different one, all shockingly beautiful. All hanging off of him and looking in love. I wonder what it feels like when he dumps them. I wonder if they really feel overly crushed. I'm glad I won't ever find out.
I’m a light sleeper.
So when I hear a hammer banging away sounding from downstairs I instantly wake up. I sigh as I don’t want to wake up just yet but I have no choice because it needs to be really quit for me to sleep. I walk my suit case (I still haven’t unpacked) and pull out a long flowing black skirt and strapless white shirt. I hear it’s going to be a hot day so I’m prepared.
I pad off to the bathroom and after I’m dressed and showed, I walk into the kitchen to see Rose’s grandmother working on breakfast as she always does in the mornings. I decide to help her out while I’m mixing pancake mix and Rose’s grandmother is hovering over sizzling bacon, she says, “That Jeremy sure is hammering away in there,”
My heart picks up a beat at this and I pause what I’m doing to stare up at her, “Jeremy? What does he look like?”
“Oh you know him, blonde hair, amazing eyes,” Rose’s grandmother goes on but I’m not concentrating on her or the pancake mix. I’m worrying about the sound of treading creaking the hallway floors.
“So cute am I, Mrs. Hays?” Jeremy asks, but when his eyes find mine his face looks pleased and surprised at the same time. It’s amusing to watch. “Oklahoma?”
I don’t say anything about the nickname as I know I haven’t gave him my name yet, “Jeremy,” I greet back.
“You two know each other?” Rose’s grandmother asks.
“Unfortunately yes,” I say with a sigh.
“Don’t sound so beat up about it, Oklahoma,” Jeremy says, wrinkling his nose in distaste of my tone.
“You two are cute together!” Rose’s grandmother says happily.
Jeremy opens his month with a smile but I beat him, “No! We will never we be together,”
He then frowns and turns away from us, “Uh, I’m going to finish the work in the basement. It’ll take until late I think,”
“Okay!” Rose’s grandmother chirps.
While looking at his retreating back, I start to find myself wondering what he was going to say.
“Come out with us! It’s a good movie!” Rose shouts, tugging on my wrist later on at night, I’m sitting on the stool in the kitchen with my book open in front of me. Unlike my friends I know I need to study hard if I’m going to pass exams when we get back to the university back home.
“I didn’t really enjoy The Hangover so why would I like the next one? Besides it’s a hour drive to the freaking movies! That’s weird,” I say, turning back to my book and finish highlighting the sentence, Rose came bounding in here when she found out I wasn’t coming with them and snatched my wrist.
She sighs, “Okay fine. Jere is still in the basement working if you get scared,”
“As if,” I snort, finding another important sentence to highlight and copy on a index card.
“Call or tex-”
“Go,” I say sternly.
After they leave I move from the kitchen to Farah and my room to listen to music as I work, I get alot of work done before I wonder off downstairs feeling thirsty. Jeremy is still hammering away in the basement. I wonder what he’s doing but I’m not going to go down there and actually see what he's up too. I'm terrifed of spiders. I know this is an excuse to not see him again. I begin to hum as I get myself a drink and as I’m gulping down water I hear a big boom outside which makes me jump and a little peep come out of myself. I almost laugh at the stupid sound but I’m too terrified. I’ve always been so scared of thunder storms. I place down my glass cup of water before I break it by jumping and it crashing to the floor with a slip of my hand.
The lights flicker before they turn off completely.
Another boom sounds and I’m totally freaked out.
Suddenly a pair of hands grab my waist and I scream, I look behind me and instantly relax when I see Jeremy. Feeling so scared I circle my arms around Jeremy’s neck and cling to him. He’s tense but slowly melts into my embrace. I feel shivers run down my spine at the feel of his warm body pressing to mine.
“Are you scared of thunder storms, Okie?” he asks softly, I feel his breath blowing strains of my hair at the top.
“Let’s go sit,” he says gently. I’m shocked by how gentle he’s being towards me, I expected him to make fun but as I pull back and look up into his eyes he looks so genuine and gentle. We both sit on the sofa and I sit by him with a small gap between us. A big boom comes and I’m cuddling with him.
“Why aren’t you making fun?” I ask softly.
“Because it’s not funny.” he says simply, brushing a brown tendril behind my ear as he looks into my eyes. His eyes are so beautiful.
I feel myself breaking the pact. Losing focus of my friends deal.
“Why are you acting this way?”
He sighs, “I’m not acting,”
He looks at me for a long while before catching me by surprise and pressing his lips to mine. Instantly tingles spark at the pit of my stomach and fire runs through my veins with the passion of this simple kiss. His finger draws circles on my skin underneath my old school pride shirt, I bury my hands into the hair at the back of his head. His hair feels like silk to my fingers.
“Because I can’t get you out of my head,” he says, his warm breath on my tingling lips.
Thunder booms and I jump.
He distracts me.
I’ve never felt this good during a horrible thunder storm.
Jeremy and I spend lots of time together, my friends didn’t even seem to care much when they found out I broke the pact. They were just happy to see me smiling and I was smiling because I like kissing Jeremy. Alot.
He’s the perfect guy, he takes me out, he never sees other women anymore, he makes me feel like the only girl in the world.
We are currently both lying on blankets at a vacant beach. Where we met. We’ve been seeing each other for about a month now and I’ve been really enjoying each passing day better than the last.
Jeremy plays with my hand as I look at the beautiful sky, the perfect sounds of waves crashing to shore, Jeremy’s heart beat sounding against my ear. Perfect.
"Want to go for a swim?" he asks in a whisper.
I nod and strip off my clothes. We play in the water slashing and even had a underwater kiss which I've been dying to do since I've seen Romeo and Juilet in class when I was in highschool. We make our way back to our blakents and I throw on only my red shirt over my swim suit and watch as Jeremy dresses up compeltely again. He smiles and picks me up and spins me around, I'm loving the way our bodies are pressed to each others. He's just at the shore line as the sun is going down. It's beautiful. This moment.
“Okie?” Jeremy whispers to me, he knows my name is Cassidy but he’s stuck on Okie or Oklahoma he says. I look at him and murmur, ‘yes?’
He stares into my eyes for a moment before saying in a rush, “I love you,”
My heart stops and I can’t stop the feeling of joy that spreads through out my body.
But then it hits me.
I love him too.
My mind instantly flashes to Farah being heart broken.
I got the strongest urge to run.
That’s what I do. I pull away from him landing on my feet and run off, I look back to see him looking confused. I near the parking lot and sprint to Rose’s grandmother’s car. I drove with Jeremy here so I’m leaving him. I feel tears fall down my cheeks just thinking off him standing there confused of why I took off and better yet without a ride.
My mind works in overdrive as I drive back to Rose’s grandmothers.
I just can’t stick around and let him break my heart. I can’t bare to be like Farah, she’s way stronger than me and I don’t think I could handle that pain.
Like a coward I don’t even go to Rose’s grandmothers house, I drive to the airport as I already have my money and purse. I tell them to pack my clothes for me in my text of telling them that the car is in the airport garage unlocked with the keys under the seat.
"May I help you?" a voice asks, I look up from my phone just as I push the send button to the text. The lady doesn't even bother to smile probably tired from the long line that was in front of me and now forming behind me. I push a flyway hair behind my ear and say the words before I back out and run back to the beach like a fool confessing my love for Jeremy.
“Next flight to Oklahoma please,”
As soon as I get home, I fall in my bed and cry my heart out.
Days blur into the next.
The girls come back home.
I feel so empty.
“How can you do that to him?” Rose asks simply, we are at Subway and my mind is wondering again like always, mostly to Jere.
“What do you mean,” looking down at my untouched Swiss and ham sandwich. I lost alot of weight since I’ve left Bay View.
“He was so hurt when he found out you left. It was was hard looking at his face,” Rose recalls.
I can’t hear this, I walk out of the place leaving my meal and sit on a bench out side of the restaurant. I pull out my phone and scroll down my contacts, Jeremy, it highlights. I slowly push the call button.
It goes to voice mail after ringing without anyone picking up.
“.....Jere?” I breath and sigh, “I’m so sorry for leaving you like that. I’m being selfish, okay? I just...I just can’t get hurt, I wouldn't be able to take it. I don’t want to be heart broken and... being in love is dangerous. I called to tell you something I should have told you the other night. I love you too.”
I close the phone before I go and delete it.
A week passes and I hear nothing from him. As Georgia and I walk down the dorm hall ways to my dorm I listen to Georgia as she explains her date with Seth (Jeremy’s cousin, I had found out. I was right, they did look alike and was related) she left Oklahoma a couple of times to visit him and they are going strong with a long distance relationship. We turn the corner and my dorm door is in view.
My heart stops.
I slowly walk to him. I feel my eyes watering.
“Jere?” I squeak out.
“I love you more,” he says.
I’m confused and I’m sure my face shows it.
He steps closer to me, his eyes intense his voice thick with emotion, “You said, I love you too, I say I love you more. I don’t give shit about how selfish you are being. I want you with everything in me and I will not hurt you, do you hear me?”
I nod and I feel the tears leave my eyes.
“I love you so damn much, Okie,” he says softly, he then smirks and winks, “You had me when I saw your boobs,”
I gasp but laugh.
“I love you too, Jere. I’m sorry for hurting us both,”
“Cute accent,” he notes, grabbing my waist.
“Why do I get the feeling that you wouldn’t be saying that if you hadn't seen my boobs?” I tease, looping my arms around his neck.
He growls and pulls me into a power kiss that leaves me breathless.
I’ve completely lost focus.