Chapter 6: One on One
The next day, they rowed like they had to say everything because the world might end any minute. After 1:00p.m, they simply didn't talk. Lily locked herself in her room and lay in her green three-layer summer dress on her bed. James barricaded his door and stared at the ceiling. They didn't know anything about the other. They could have been dying.
Around 10:00p.m, Lily was bored, but wide-awake. James more than likely asleep, Lily sensed a perfect time to wander her house. She was nearly done. Last stop, the kitchen, when.
"Evans?" a familiar voice called her name. She turned
"James?" He was taken aback when she used his first name. He was wearing his trunks, swimming in the pool, doing laps.
"Lily, what are you doing down here? It's very late!"
"Well, I was about to ask you the exact same question," she answered.
" I was just bored, so I fancied a swim. You?"
"I'm having a really hard time sleeping tonight."
James looked into her face and read her like a map. "What's wrong?"
"It's kind of weird to talk to a guy about this topic."
"Try me," he stated simply.
She sighed deeply. "James, why don't I have many friends? I'm not the best person in the world, and I know that. Yet, how come I never seem to make new acquaintances? It's just so unfair!"
"Well, you're not always welcoming when someone approaches you. I mean, before you even know their name, you tell them to go to hell. You know I right."
" Yeah, I know. Still, it's terribly hard for me. I opened up to a person one time, and they spilled all my secrets I told them. I've almost never opened up since. Maybe twice. Three times most. You have no idea how hard this is right now!" she sobbed.
"Oh, it's ok. I realize this is tough for you. He walked over and patted her kneecap. She pulled away. He remembered he was wet.
"See, you pulled away again!" he joked. She walked over to the long chair near him and sat on the edge. She smiled at what he said.
"Yeah, I guess you're right."
"Wow, I'm right," he joked. She grinned. "Hey, that's better. Look, all I'm saying is loosen up a little bit. If you gave other people a chance to see what I see right now-" he froze a little, "-they would love you."
"Fine, I'll try, and thanks. Thanks for helping me out."
James pulled back his arm in an attempt to soak Lily.
"James!" she looked exasperated at his little joke, until he pushed himself up on one knee out of the pool and grabbed her by the waist.
"JAMES! NO! DON'T! JAMES, NO!!!" she screamed in amusement. Too late.
She landed in the pool, green dress and all. As she popped up, she met a lop-sided grin. She dunked him. After a few seconds, he didn't come up.
"James. C'mon, stop fooling around." Air bubbles rose. "James? James? Oh my God! JAMES!" She picked him up and lay him floating on his back, mouth open, eyes closed. "C'mon James! Don't you go on me, James!" she sobbed uncontrollably. Damn! She bent over and performed CPR. Breathe, breathe. Pump, 2, 3, 4, 5. Breathe, breathe. Pump, 2, 3, 4, 5. Br-
She stopped. As she had bent over him, he jerked and kissed her near lips. She pulled away from him.
"JAMES! You idiot! I thought you were gone!" she sobbed, hitting his chest with her fists as he stood in the water. "Why did you scare me like that, James? Why? Why? Why? Wh-" and she spoke no more.
He had her back in the passionate kiss he had started before. She didn't resist. She deepened it as far as she could as James' hand moved to the buttons on the back of her dress while his other hand pulled her waist close to his body. She gave in!
The next day, they rowed like they had to say everything because the world might end any minute. After 1:00p.m, they simply didn't talk. Lily locked herself in her room and lay in her green three-layer summer dress on her bed. James barricaded his door and stared at the ceiling. They didn't know anything about the other. They could have been dying.
Around 10:00p.m, Lily was bored, but wide-awake. James more than likely asleep, Lily sensed a perfect time to wander her house. She was nearly done. Last stop, the kitchen, when.
"Evans?" a familiar voice called her name. She turned
"James?" He was taken aback when she used his first name. He was wearing his trunks, swimming in the pool, doing laps.
"Lily, what are you doing down here? It's very late!"
"Well, I was about to ask you the exact same question," she answered.
" I was just bored, so I fancied a swim. You?"
"I'm having a really hard time sleeping tonight."
James looked into her face and read her like a map. "What's wrong?"
"It's kind of weird to talk to a guy about this topic."
"Try me," he stated simply.
She sighed deeply. "James, why don't I have many friends? I'm not the best person in the world, and I know that. Yet, how come I never seem to make new acquaintances? It's just so unfair!"
"Well, you're not always welcoming when someone approaches you. I mean, before you even know their name, you tell them to go to hell. You know I right."
" Yeah, I know. Still, it's terribly hard for me. I opened up to a person one time, and they spilled all my secrets I told them. I've almost never opened up since. Maybe twice. Three times most. You have no idea how hard this is right now!" she sobbed.
"Oh, it's ok. I realize this is tough for you. He walked over and patted her kneecap. She pulled away. He remembered he was wet.
"See, you pulled away again!" he joked. She walked over to the long chair near him and sat on the edge. She smiled at what he said.
"Yeah, I guess you're right."
"Wow, I'm right," he joked. She grinned. "Hey, that's better. Look, all I'm saying is loosen up a little bit. If you gave other people a chance to see what I see right now-" he froze a little, "-they would love you."
"Fine, I'll try, and thanks. Thanks for helping me out."
James pulled back his arm in an attempt to soak Lily.
"James!" she looked exasperated at his little joke, until he pushed himself up on one knee out of the pool and grabbed her by the waist.
"JAMES! NO! DON'T! JAMES, NO!!!" she screamed in amusement. Too late.
She landed in the pool, green dress and all. As she popped up, she met a lop-sided grin. She dunked him. After a few seconds, he didn't come up.
"James. C'mon, stop fooling around." Air bubbles rose. "James? James? Oh my God! JAMES!" She picked him up and lay him floating on his back, mouth open, eyes closed. "C'mon James! Don't you go on me, James!" she sobbed uncontrollably. Damn! She bent over and performed CPR. Breathe, breathe. Pump, 2, 3, 4, 5. Breathe, breathe. Pump, 2, 3, 4, 5. Br-
She stopped. As she had bent over him, he jerked and kissed her near lips. She pulled away from him.
"JAMES! You idiot! I thought you were gone!" she sobbed, hitting his chest with her fists as he stood in the water. "Why did you scare me like that, James? Why? Why? Why? Wh-" and she spoke no more.
He had her back in the passionate kiss he had started before. She didn't resist. She deepened it as far as she could as James' hand moved to the buttons on the back of her dress while his other hand pulled her waist close to his body. She gave in!