( feel free to play any music of your choice in the background...i recomend, as cheesy as it may sound, romantic piano music. from Roy Todd, Yanni, or Yiruma)
Chapter 1:
The sun had just peaked over the hills allowing it to shine through the trees. The early morning breeze danced through the air picking up leaves and floating them along the current. The camp was quiet and still. Cabin 3 was the first to be hit with the new light. It shimmered in through the curtains gap and reveled small dust partials amongst the air.
Courtney squinted her eyes before opening them. She watched the dust particles float before rolling to her back. With a quick sigh, she sat up and stretched silently as to not wake anyone else. The clock said 6:45. She awoke at this time every morning. It was only natural for a lady to wake early and get a started for the day. She didn't mind it so much. She was used to it and always had the showers to her self for a good hour, even if she didn't need that much time. She grabbed her shower bag and clean clothes and tiptoed out of the cabin.
The bare feet stepped out on the porch of the small cabin. The cool wood felt good on her feet. She looked over to the lake. The sun was just starting to glisten on the water. She always loved the lighting at dawn. She took a deep breath and headed over toward the showers. Her hand reached for the knob but was interrupted by the door swinging open. Startled, she tripped over her feet and began to loose balance on the edge of the top step. She let out a small yelp as she closed her eyes.
"I got-cha." Said a low voice in a soothing tone. A warm hand reached out and took her arm pulling her up before she fell.
She opened her eyes after she was sure she was stable. Duncan stood in front of her in nothing but his shorts. The sun reflected off the water droplets on his skin. His hair was dripping wet and obviously not styled yet. The highlights were mixed in with his natural color. The water ran down his neck, along his broad shoulders, and down his chest. It went trickling along the bumps of his abs until it ended its journey at the rim of his pants that were low around his waist. A small puddle of water formed at his feet as the water dripped down from his hair and along his legs and to his calf muscles. He wasn't warring any of his piercing either.
She stood their trying not to stare but was loosing that battle quickly. Her eyes were wider than normal and she opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. He took not of this and a confused look came over him.
"Don't worry princess, I saved you plenty of hot water." He said rolling his eyes and letting go of her arm. He figured she was worried, as usual; that he had come along first and completely ruined it before she got to it. He walked past her drying his hair with a small white towel.
"Thanks…" she managed to say after coming back to reality. Duncan looked over his shoulder slightly. "…for catching me, that wouldn't have been a pretty sight." She finished hoping he heard her.
"Some people would beg to differ…" he mumbled under his breath. He turned around to face her. "Any time." He said with a sly smile. He turned back and headed towards the dock. She watched him walk away. She caught herself smiling and hurried into the showers. She set her bag down on the ground and looked into the mirror. Her eyes had small bags underneath them, nothing a shower couldn't fix however. Her hair was slightly messed up, and her cheeks were flushed.
"Did I really let him see me like this?" she asked her self out loud. She shook her head. "Than again…what do I care?" she said in a slight annoyed voice.
She noticed a small jar on the side of the sink. She picked it up to read the label. It was hair gel, most likely Duncan's. A small smile slid onto her face. Again noticing it, she quickly put the jar down and began to undress. She folded her clothes neatly in a pile and started the water.
The hot water felt good. Steam filled the room. She turned the water off after she was finished and reached for her towel. She wrapped herself before exiting the shower. She opened the shower door to find Duncan in front of the mirror.
"What are you doing in here?" she yelled.
"Chill, I just need the mirror for a minute." He responded fixing his hair. "I thought you'd still be in the shower."
"Well im not!" she yelled at him again.
"I can see that." He said looking slightly over at her.
"Don't look at me, im not clothed!" He said clenched her towel tighter.
"Sorry…." He said between quiet chuckles as he turned back to the mirror.
"But you're breaking the rules. Boys and Girls can't be in the bathroom at the same time." She said.
"Pretty bad ass, I know." He responded calmly.
"You could have told me you were in here." She stated hiding behind the shower door.
"Ya, but that wouldn't have been as much fun." he responded looking her way again with a small smile. She peaked from behind the door. She grabbed a hair towel and began to wrap her hair.
"Is it hard to style your hair by your self?" she questioned. Might as well make conversation.
"Nahh…. you get used to it after a while, but it was hard at first." He responded. "But there is always one spot I can never seem to get right in the front.
"Maybe I can help." She said quietly. He looked over at her.
"Sure, give it a shot." He said handing her the gel. She took a small amount and rubbed it along his hair in the very front keeping it soft, but making sure it would stay in place.
"Perfect." She said with a small giggle.
"Well done." He responded looking down at her. He hadn't realized how close they were standing.
"B-but you um…haven't even checked it in the mirror yet." She said holding his gaze. She couldn't look away. He really did have nice eyes, if you took the time to notice. They were bright blue with a shade of aqua mixed in.
"Don't need to…I just have a feeling." He said reaching his hand up and placing it on her shoulder. She took a small shift forward and her towel fell to the ground. She yelped quickly retrieving it.
"Crap!" she said tying back up.
"I'm not looking! I promise!" he said looking up at the ceiling. His cheeks were red. Quit frankly, it was impossible to have not seen a small glimpse.
"I told you to listen to the rules Duncan!" she said annoyed.
"Hey it wasn't my fault, that towel has a mind of its own." He said jokingly. "But I get it…peace out princess." He said heading out the door.
