A.N.: So new story! Yay! I think you guys have been waiting a million years and a day for me to post something new, especially when I said I was gonna be posting it soon after I finished Check Yes Juliet. Sorry it did take a while - wasn't really focusing on posting something new, but writing something new as well as going to school.

Anywayyyy... let me give you a backstory of how I wrote this. I will be honest: it's based off Call Me Maybe by Carly Rae Jepsen - but I wrote this in April I believe, so when the song was still sorta new and a hit and before it became an annoying song as it became overplayed. And I originally was gonna put the lyrics and a link to the video - but I assume everyone and their mom knows the video and the lyrics, so it's pointless. I won't even bother linking the video on my blog. And if you don't know this song, where the hell have you been? LOL! :D

So yeah, it's based off it, but I won't be mean and end it with Edward being gay. Hehe... I loved that part of the video. But unfortunately... no lemons... :( it's a very short drabble (my first official one since writing them for The Twilight 25!) that I plan on posting chapter by chapter starting now until all of them are up. But I'm sure you can figure out what will eventually branch out after the end.

I'm not gonna be writing AN's after this except until the end. Maybe I'll add a few in randomly. So I'm just gonna request it now: PLEASEEEEE REVIEWWW! I love getting reviews from you all, for it means so much that you enjoy what I wrote. It only encourages me more to continue writing! :)

So let's get to it after a mad long AN, shall we?

Disclaimer: As always... I do not own Twilight.

ENJOY! :D

Oh my God.

He was right outside my house.

Well, his house, but we live next door to eachother and his backyard and mine had a tiny fence separating the two.

And damn… he looked so yummy. So yummy in his board shorts and no shirt on. Tattoos on his arms and his ribcage.

Ungh! I need a magazine to fan myself.

Right now he was doing laps in his in-ground pool and after doing twenty (I counted, alright? You would, too, if you were here!), he got out of the pool.

And it was like slow motion to me how he got out, his hands going straight to his hair and slicking it back, water droplets running along his chest and down to his stomach.

Then he went around the pool to his diving board and diving in, continuing to do more laps.

Why is it so fucking hot? My hand fanning me isn't helping!

All I could do was fan myself and ogle at him as he swam.