K, heres some info that I just feel I should mention:

they live in Georgia

Oliver's 17, bday February 14

Lilly's about to turn 16, bday August 11

Lilly's family- mom, dad, Blake (14), Snickers (golden retriever)

Oliver's family- mom, dad, Katy (13)

(Do you think I should make anything happen between Blake and Katy???)

On with the story-

Lilly's POV

"Happy birthday to me!" I sang as I walked into the kitchen.

"Lilly, happy birthday sweetie!!" my mom came over and hugged me. I glanced over at the clock,

"Whoa, it's already 10?!" I can't remember the last time I slept past 8! Oh the joys of farm life. That's why I love my birthday so much, cause on your birthday you get the day off. That means no waking up before 6, no chores, no nothing!!! Oh yeah, and my parents and Blake have to do what I tell them! I love our family traditions!!!! Well, at least I do sometimes.

"Yes, and I really have to go now!" my mom rushed over to me, slid me a plate of pancakes and bacon, ran into the living room to get her purse, ran back in,

"I didn't want to leave until you woke up, but now that you're up, bye!" she kissed the top of my head and ran out the door. I just watched and laughed. My mom's strange at times, but I love her. We're really close. I can't understand how some girls barely say 2 words to their moms in a day. I talk with my mom all the time, she's like one of my best friends.

I went and flopped down on my bed, trying to figure out what to do. Having nothing to do is very strange for me, so I never know what to do. The only thing I have planned is dinner tonight with Oliver, which I'm excited for but I have no idea what I'm going to wear. I really wanna call Allie and ask her to help me, actually any of my friends would work. But the problem is I haven't really told them about me and Oliver yet. I'm not gonna keep it a secret from them forever, I'll probably tell them tomorrow at my "surprise party" (my family's horrible at keeping secrets). Actually, a lot of people are gonna find out tomorrow, considering everyone in 11th and 12th grade are invited. Even though town and farm kids usually hate each other, it's all forgotten about with parties. Because it's such a small town (seriously, there's like 70 kids in my class), everyone invites everyone to their parties, and they all get along pretty well.

I guess I'll just go outside and tan, cause I'm to tired to do anything else. I changed into a strapless bikini, and stopped to look at myself in the mirror. Wow. No, I don't feel uncomfortable and think I look fat, and I don't have a farmers tan (thank you tanning lotion!). Nope, I just noticed how much weight I lost this summer. Not that I was ever fat, but with all the farm work I'm like stick thin! And not a bad, anorexic stick thin either! But like a healthy, muscular (and pretty dang sexy) thin. I love my body: skinny, fit, tan, 5'6-7ish, long and pretty blonde hair, and C-cup chest (not like I mind….). No, I don't usually go on about myself like this. I'm just noticing now how much I've changed this summer cause, trust me, I did not look like this last year. I put on dark-tanning oil and shorts, grabbed a pair of sunglasses, iPod and a towel and headed outside. I got off the porch when I realized that I forgot my cell phone, so I ran inside to get it and when I went outside this time I noticed Oliver's truck in the driveway. I smiled, slightly hoping that he'd notice me tanning today, then went down to lay on a chair by the pool (Yes, we live on a farm and have a pool. It's actually a really nice pool too, in-ground. We have it right by the top of a hill (well, it's level with the house but the ground slopes down right next to it, I don't know why I'm going on about this) and so you can see the sunset right overtop of the trees, it's really pretty.

I just spread out my towel and laid down listening to my iPod, pretending to not notice my occasional admirer. Well, I tried not to smile, but I definitely know I blushed whenever I caught him staring at me (did I mention the bathing suit I have on is pretty small?) After about an hour, my iPod battery died. I was basically asleep but I woke up when it stopped (AN: that happens to me all the time! Like you know when you're listening to something but you fall asleep, then it stops and you wake up?!). Oh, but I was so glad I did. I looked in the pool to see Oliver and Blake attempting to wrestle (Blake had no chance). So there's Oliver, in the pool, shirtless, flexing his muscles every couple second, and his OMG-worthy, HOT, amazing abs shining with water droplets. I put my iPod under my lounge chair and sat up to watch them. Happy birthday to me! Seriously, here I am watching my amazingly hot boyfriend wrestling, occasionally sending me his killer smile. My cheeks feel like they're on fire, but I know it's not from the sun. Blake's phone rang and he ran off somewhere with it. I watched him leave and noticed that Dad's truck wasn't there, and right now, I don't care where the heck either of them are.

I just smiled and laid back down again, knowing that I wouldn't be tanning for very long. I felt someone sit down on the edge of my chair and water drops started falling on me.

"You're getting me wet" I whined without even opening my eyes. He laughed and pulled my sunglasses off. I opened my eyes to see him leaning down towards me, more water falling in the process.

"Don't!" I giggled. I put my hands on his chest and attempted to push him off (well, that's half-way why I did it…). I was kinda successful, but only because he was obviously letting me win. But when my hands brushed down to his abs he took his opportunity and pinned me down by my shoulders, his thumbs caressing my collarbone. Damn butterflies, go away!!!! Still getting water dropped on me I squirmed, giggling, trying to get out of his clutch.

"Don't try to fight me, Lillian. You know you're not gonna win" he crashed his lips onto mine, and when I felt his upper body pressed against me I just gave in. Our tongues battled as he ran his hands up and down my sides, lightly caressing my skin, leaving goose bumps everywhere he touched. I ran my fingers through his hair, occasionally skimming them across his chest. I suddenly pulled away and shoved him off, catching him off guard and causing him to nearly fall of the chair. He looked at me concerned, like he had done something wrong,

"You OK??" Awww he's so sweet!!! I tried my best to hide my grin,

"You got me wet!" I whined. He looked gave me a strange look. It was like, kinda confused, kinda happy, slightly pissed, kinda funny, and kinda mischievous. The mischievous part is what I noticed the most. A smile started to creep onto his face and it took me only a second to figure out what he was going to do.

"Don't." I stated, clearly and plainly. He stood up and started to walk towards me.

"Don't" I started to beg, a grin similar to his starting to come on my face. He just kept walking forward, staring me in the eye.

"Don't!" As if we had been in slow motion before, he suddenly rushed forward a grabbed me by the waist. He picked me up and ran towards the pool.

"OLIVER!!! Stop!!!" I squealed as he stopped right at the edge of the pool and looked me in the eye.

"Why?"

"Cause I don't wanna get wet" I pouted. I gave him a peck on the lips then did my best puppy dog face.

"Well…." He looked away as if he were thinking about it.

Suddenly, he just jumped in. I screamed. Like really loud. I stood up laughing, his arms still around my waist. I looked up at him. He leaned down and kissed me. It was sweet and only lasted about 10 seconds. He pulled away slightly,

"Happy birthday, Lilly"

Yay!! Um, I had something I wanted to put here, but I cant remember it right now.