I woke up early the next morning. It was so quiet and a bit cool in our room. Last night, we kept the windows open, since it was hot out. But it was going to be a cool morning. I rolled over on my back and thought about the previous day. When we arrived at the cabin, Sam continued to chase after Stacey. It was funny to see her shoot him down. I closed my eyes and started to think.
Where had these thoughts about Stacey come from? I realized that during the past couple of months, when she was over visiting Kristy, I was usually around. I talked to her a bit. I didn't think we'd have much to talk about. But, we bonded over New York talk. I told her a few jokes, and she laughed. I realized later that I liked her laugh.
I yawned as I climbed down the top bunk. I wanted to shower and use the bathroom before there was a mad dash to the bathroom.
I was dressed and ready for the day as everyone else in the room got up. I pulled on a pair of khaki shorts and a blue and white striped Hilfiger shirt. I walked into the dining room where just about everyone else was up.
I saw her. She was wearing an old-looking Hard Rock Cafe shirt and shorts.
"Morning everyone," I said as I leaned against the wall smiling and winking at Kristy's friends. Mallory and Jessi giggled.
Sam came walking out of the boys room and approached Stacey. I smiled, bracing myself for a good laugh at Sam's expense.
"You look ravishing dahling. That outfit is just..." Sam said looking at her shirt and shorts.
"Ravishing?" Karen suggested.
"No, uh, well, ugly," Sam finished smiling sweetly.
Stacey stormed out of the dining room. I shook my head. I couldn't help but laugh at Sam. He was acting like such a fool. But, then again, at least he was making an effort to show Stacey he liked her. I wanted to, but I knew I shouldn't...or couldn't. My parents, and her mother, would probably think I was just some horny older guy. Which was true.
Stacey reappeared. My eyes opened wide, so did Sam. She looked stunning. She was wearing a small hot pink tank top, a short jean skirt and pink sandals. She walked past Sam and stuck her tongue at him.
During breakfast, Sam sat next to Stacey and kept touching her hair. She looked like she wanted to kill him. I was sitting across from him and kept kicking him to knock it off. I guess I kicked a little too hard.
"Ouch! Geez, watch it Charlie," Sam said staring at me. I rolled my eyes and got up.
"I'm gonna walk around," I called to mom and Watson.
I slammed the screen door and started walking down the gravel path along the lake to the main part of town. A lot of people were out on their boats or swimming in the shallower areas of the lake. A few older men were fishing off a dock.
A few minutes later, I made it to the lodge. I went inside and found an information booth with a lot of pamphlets about the different water sports offered. I grabbed a few and walked to the dining room. They had a menu posted and I scanned over the meals.
As I finished, I noticed a group of girls staring at me. I looked over at them. They were about my age. There were four of them. I smiled at them. One girl waved back. She had long reddish brown hair and was wearing a light blue skirt and top. I walked to the door and turned around to look at them again. They were smiling at me. I opened the door and left, grinning.
As I walked back to our cabin, I decided that chasing after Stacey would be foolish. She was years younger than me, I was leaving for college in a little over a month, and my brother was crazy about her. Maybe a Shadow Lake fling is all I'm looking for here.