"The wisest mind has something yet to learn"

George Santayana

Bridget looked out her window. Eric would be there to pick her up within ten minutes. Her week at home had been fun, but now Bee was excited about soccer camp. Bee had not spent more than a week with Eric all year, and she was thrilled to be spending two whole months with him. They planned early on in the school year to coach at the Pennsylvania camp they did last year. Diana would be there too.

She checked the window again. A car was pulling up into the driveway. Chills went down her spine, it had to be him. Bridget hopped off the couch and ran to the door. Wearing sunglasses, sandblasted jeans and a t-shirt, Eric stepped out of the car.

"Hey," he said, removing the sunglasses, "Ready to go?"

"Am I ready? I've been ready since yesterday."

"Where is your bag?"

"By the door."

"Allow me."

"Thanks."

They got in the car, and proceeded to Pennsylvania. When they got to the sign saying the camp was a half a mile away, Eric pulled over.

"The calm before the storm," Eric took deep breath.

"There is something I have to do before we move on," Bee kissed Eric.

At that moment, Diana came down the stretch of road. She knew exactly what was going on. She had her boyfriend pull the car over quietly, and then honk the horn.

Startled, Bee turned around to see a smiling Diana. Bee got out of the car, "Jealous already Diana?" she joked.

"No, not really. My new boyfriend is a coach here too."

Bee turned to see none other than Billy Klein sitting in the driver's seat, "Hey Billy," Bee said uneasily. Diana made a mental note to ask Bee how she knew him.

Eric got out of the car, "Hey Diana. How've you been?"

"Hey yourself. I've been great. How about you?"

"Good."

"This is Billy, my boyfriend."

"Hey."

"Billy is coaching too."

Bridget got out of the van and blinked her eyes at a near empty camp. The counselors were required to come a day earlier than the campers. She searched for some sign of anybody. A woman ran out to greet her.

"Bridget, Mr. Richman, Diana!" she exclaimed, "It is so nice to have you back. I'm always so proud to have people come back to coach a second. I know these girls are close to your age, but don't let them give you a hard time. And Mr. Richman, its always a pleasure to have you back. And who is this?" She pointed to Billy.

"He's my boyfriend Billy. He is here coaching too."

"Thats nice," she said faintly, "We're having a meeting in the cafeteria in about an hour. In the mean time, I'll show you to your cabins," They began walking, "Well aren't you lucky. Eric, and Billy are in the same cabin. Bee and Diana are rooming together as well."

Bee and Diana were escorted to their cabin by their boyfriends, then the boys were led to their own cabin. Bee and Diana told Billy and Eric they would meet them at the staff meeting.

"You know Billy?" Diana gasped after the guys were out of earshot.

"Um yeah," Bee said guiltily, "Since I was around five years old. He lives near my grandma. We ran into each other when I went to see her a couple summers ago. I liked him, but not enough to do the distance thing. He was my rebound from the first Eric summer."

"Oh"

"I don't care if you date him," Bee clarified.

"Good, 'cause I really like him. He treats me really well."

"Billy is a good guy, really sweet, and an awesome soccer player. I'm happy for you."

"Thanks"

"Did you meet him at school?"
"Yeah."

"You two will work out just fine. Lets go kick a ball around. We've got twenty minutes."

"You need to talk to those guys separately soon."

"I know. This is a mess! Of all the guys! Serves me right for not reading the mail out again. You'd think I'd have learned my lesson," she ran to talk to Eric before the staff meeting.

"Eric, I want to tell you this before you hear it from anybody else. I have known Billy since I was five. He lives near my Grandma, and during that second summer, we went out sort of," She began telling him all the sorted details.

"Wait, what do you mean second summer?"

Bee realized that even though Eric had seen her in the traveling pants, she had never explained their origin, "Oh! The second summer my friends and I shared the traveling pants. You know those jeans that have all the writing on them?"

Eric nodded.

She told that story, and then continued on with her and Billy's past.

"Thanks for being honest Bee."

"You're the one for me Eric. Sure, I adored Billy, but there was never any chemistry there like I have with you."