Chapter 3: Confrontations

Through the Eyes of Peter

I walked up to the pool slowly, being nervous and afraid of the beautiful woman ahead of me. She was getting out of the pool, beginning to walk to the diving board. She didn't see me coming.

Just as she was about to dive in, I tripped over a beach chair and fell into the water. "How graceful." The woman said as I resurfaced above the clear water. I blushed uncontrollably as I put my face into the water.

'Great. Now she thinks I'm a total loser.' I thought as I looked back up. The raven-haired woman was leaving, wrapping a towel around herself as she walked towards the hotel.

'Fantastic like no other!' I thought as I saw her leaving. 'She really must think I'm retarded.'

Nervously, I decided to speak up. "Um…don't leave on my account, there's plenty of room for two."

"That's ok. The water suddenly got cold." She replied as she left, not even giving me eye contact. 'Boy that was smooth Pete, REAL good!' I yelled mentally.

"Maybe I should go apologize…wait, but for what? I didn't do ANYTHING, if she doesn't like me, then that's just HER problem." I was ranting. Well, while I'm here, I might as well swim some laps, like I said I would.

A few minutes later, I was taking a break. In the corner of my eye, I could see something red on the table nearby. "What's that?" I asked aloud as I rose up to see what it was. Upon reaching the table, I dried off my hands with the towel nearby.

After that, I picked it up. It was a red cell phone. 'I wonder if this belongs to that lady…' I thought as I flipped it open. Once the screen lit up, a picture of her came up and the words above read: Jamila's Cell.

"So her name's Jamila?" Suddenly, a rough hand tore the phone out of my hands. I looked up in shock to see 'Jamila' giving me an angry look.

"So smart you are." She said as she stomped off. Nervously, I yelled out to her, "Uh, MY NAME'S PETER! IT'S NICE TO MEET YOU!" The woman showed no response whatsoever, leaving briskly.

'She must think I'm a big dork.' I thought as I began to dry myself off. For now, I decided that I would go back up to my room and try to sleep another two hours. It was only three in the morning. Maybe tomorrow, I'll get King to beat her up for me. Nah, that'd be too harsh. I'll just go up to her myself.

Later…

It's daytime now as I wake up, the sun shining into my eyes. I look over to see that King is already awake, he is sitting on his bed watching the television. He is wearing a black tank top with denim shorts, black sandals on his feet. His angry jaguar features seem to be calm as he watches the news.

When he saw that I was awake, he grabbed the remote and took off the T.V. He sat on the edge of my bed as I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. "So what do you want to do today?" he asked me.

I shook myself fully awake and replied, "Maybe we can hang out today in town, but before we go, I'd like to talk to somebody."

"Who?" King asked.

"Her name is Jamila. She's like Lady Devious or something. She's so harsh!" I started to become angry. Seeing this, King began to laugh as he said, "Well, you've never been too hot around the ladies. You always freeze up!"

I looked at King for a second before I started to laugh, he was right. I always loved the company of a woman, but whenever it came to me having to talk to them, I'd be a nervous wreck.

"I don't even know her, and it's like she hates me! Like earlier this morning, all I did was get into the pool-well…I didn't exactly 'get' into the pool, I kinda fell in." King laughed at my statement. I gave him a sarcastic stare before I continued.

"ANYways, all I did was pick up her cell phone and she ripped it away from me like it was sacred or something." I started to feel depressed, my head sinking down low. King saw this and tried to cheer me up.

"Oh come on. Let's just forget about her and go have some fun!" he said. I didn't budge. Suddenly, he pushed me down on my back and began to tickle my stomach. That was my weakness, being tickled in the gut.

"Stop it!" I yelled as I began to laugh. Pretty soon, I was laughing so hard that my insides were hurting. As tears of laughter fell from my eyes, King picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. I realized that he was starting to give me a piggy-back ride.

"I'm not too heavy for you?" I asked as I calmed down from my laughter.

"Who, you? You're a stick!" he said sarcastically. He walked over to the door and opened it. Just before he was about to put me down, my forehead came in direct collision with the door's frame.

As I fell to the ground, I closed my eyes and prepared to feel the ground. SLAM! I hit the ground hard. King knelt down and asked me if I was okay. I was quiet for a second, holding my forehead where I had been hit. Then, out of nowhere, I busted out in laughter again. King laughed along with me.

That's when I saw her. I looked past King down the hall and saw Jamila looking at me. She rolled her eyes and left the hall. 'Oh that's just lovely.' I thought. 'Now she thinks I'm a total idiot!'

Once King helped me up, I said, "Okay, now's my chance King. I'm going to go talk to her and settle this whole thing once and for all." As I spoke I held up a clenched fist.

"What is that all about, you look like you came straight out of an anime." King said as he pointed to my clenched fist and the pose I was in. If it really were an anime, there would have been a gigantic sweat drop on my head.

"I'll be right back!" I told King as I ran down the hall. I wasn't going to get nervous this time. I was going to show her that I was the mature eighteen-year-old-young adult that I was…

Oh who am I kidding?