A/N: While I'm waiting for new motivation to work on my other story, I figured I might as well put what creativity I still have to use and write something else… and this is what I've come up with…

Lifeguard On Duty

Chapter 1

So my brother Glen decided it would be fun to go to the public pool. He claimed he wanted to teach me to swim (yeah, I'm 17 and still can't swim) and maybe meet a few kids our age before the school year starts. I think he just wanted to hit on a bunch of girls who probably wouldn't even end up being interested. Who wants to date a lanky pale guy from Ohio when they're surrounded by hot, tan guys from LA?

We just moved here a couple weeks ago, at the beginning of the summer, so we have all summer to sit around and not hang out with friends. Go mom! No, seriously… go… as in away.

Anyway, so when we got to the pool, Glen dragged me towards a couple beach chairs set up near the diving boards. Apparently, that was the prime spot for scoping out chicks… To me, it seems like the prime spot for all our stuff to get soaked every time the fat guy who should be wearing a shirt jumps off the diving board. I think he was trying to impress the lifeguard. I could see why though; she was gorgeous. Curly brown hair, tan skin, slightly sweaty because of the LA heat. Anyway, she was pretty damn good-looking.

Yes, I did say that. Yes, I am gay… just don't tell my mother. She'd have a conniption fit… and then she's probably throw me out of the house… or send me somewhere to "fix" me. My mother, the callous, crazy catholic.

Anyway, so we put all our crap down around the chairs, and I stripped down to my bikini and began to lather up with sun screen. I can already tell the California sun is going to be brutal on my pale, fair skin… which is weird if you think about it because technically, the California sun is the same as the Ohio sun. As I was lathering up, Glen took off his shirt, surely blinding anyone watching as the sun reflected off of his pale skin. Good thing the lifeguard is wearing big sunglasses because it looks like she's going to have to watch him jump off the diving board… showoff.

When he got back out of the pool, he walked over and stood in front of me, blocking my sun, and dripping water onto my legs. As I opened my eyes, he shook his head like a dog and splashed water all over me… Thanks, Glen. "So, Spencer, you ready to learn how to swim?"

I just stared at him for a moment, then replied, "No."

"Come, on Spence, it's not that hard!"

"Glen, do you really think I'm going to trust you with my life like that?"

Glen grabbed my arm and pulled me up. "We'll start in the shallow end! Come on. I'm bored!"

I pulled my arm from his grip. "No, Glen! You already dragged me out here even though I didn't want to come. Why don't you go flirt with some girl or something."

"Because I can't just go flirt with a babe if nobody here knows me, but if they see me trying to help you, they'll realize I'm a good person and come talk to me."

"Oh, so you're just using me as bait then?"

Glen nodded. "Pretty much." Ugh, typical Glen, right there.

"Well, you can find some other kid to drown because I am not going in there!" I said, walking to the side of the pool and pointing at the water. Dumb. Move.

All of a sudden, I feel a hand on my shoulder. Then, I'm in the water, sinking to the bottom. I kicked up from the bottom, and when my head resurfaced, I started flailing my arms. I'm sure people thought I was crazy, but I didn't care. Apparently, my flailing didn't work though because I ended up sinking back to the bottom. Next thing I knew, I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist and begin to pull me upwards. When I opened my eyes, I was lying on the concrete next to the pool with a bunch of little kids circled around me. I felt a hand on my arm and turned my head to see who it was.

A/N: The end so far. Haha I'm sure you all can probably guess who it is, but I figured I'd leave it here anyway. Thanks for reading! Lemme know if it sucks.