(Sara)
"Oh my God"! Kelly exclaimed, nearly ripping Sara's arm from the socket to get her friend's attention.
"I told you"! She hissed in Sara's ear.
"I told you Christy would pounce"!
It was pretty obvious to Sara that her friend was upset.
"What are you talking about, Kelly"? She asked slightly annoyed at having been yanked on.
Kelly gave her an exasperated look.
"What am I talking about? I'm talking about how Christy has been drooling all over your step brother"! Kelly said nodding her head in the direction Sara should look.
Sara's eyes found the two, and she watched as Christy leaned in to whisper something in Michael's ear.
He grinned at whatever Christy said and shook his head.
Kelly was right. They had only been at the lake for an hour or so and Christy was already moving in for the kill.
"I bet she's going to ask him to the dance", Kelly fumed.
Still watching, Sara shook her head.
"I don't think so. I mean didn't she already tell Nick she would go to the dance with him"?
The two girls watched as Christy reached a hand out to feel Michael's biceps.
Sara noticed Nick standing a few feet away. His eyes were shooting daggers at Michael. Sara thought if looks could kill, Michael would soon be lying on a slab somewhere.
"I should have asked him. God! I am such a chicken shit"! Kelly said beating herself up.
Sara let her eyes move back to Michael. He glanced up and smiled at her. Sara smiled back and then looked down at the cooler she had been rummaging through before Kelly had so rudely dislocated her arm.
"I need to cool off", Kelly said irritably. "Maybe a swim would help. You wanna come"?
Sara shook her head, "Um, no, maybe later".
She watched as Kelly headed for the lake.
Looking back down, she reached for a coke. Then pausing briefly, she thought why the hell not?
Sara pulled out an ice cold beer instead. She didn't really like the taste of the stuff much, but she figured it might be easier to watch Michael with Christy if she got a little buzz on.
"Hey, girl you ain't hittin' the juice already"?
Sara looked up to see David Apolskis grinning at her.
She smiled back as she twisted the cap off and took a slow sip.
"Hey, it's a party isn't it"? She said and reached into the cooler to grab him a beer.
He reached to take it and his fingers wrapped around hers holding onto her hand for a few seconds too long .
He grinned at her and licked his bottom lip.
"You know, I do like to party", he said.
Taking his hand away with the beer, he twisted the top off and downed half of it in one swig.
Sara just smiled and took another sip of her beer. She didn't notice Michael watching her with David.
(Michael)
Michael smiled as he listened to Christy talk on and on about how she just had to have a BMW.
Finally he tuned her out and let his eyes wander.
His eyes found Sara. He watched her for a few seconds before she glanced over at him.
He smiled at her, and the hot day grew a little warmer when she smiled back at him.
Sara looked away and back into the cooler she was standing next to. When her friend Kelly said something to her, she glanced back up.
He could see their lips moving as the two girls spoke briefly, and then Kelly walked off, leaving Sara to peer into the cooler.
When she reached in and pulled out a beer, Michael frowned and looked at his watch. It wasn't even 4:00 and she was drinking?
He continued watching as a smooth looking guy walked up to Sara. It was obvious from the way the guy was looking at Sara that he was hot for her. He watched her smile at the guy and hand him a beer.
Michael's eyes were glued to the two of them as the guy wrapped his hand around the beer, his fingers winding around Sara's hand.
Michael felt his jaw tighten in jealousy as the guy's fingers lingered on Sara's hand longer than was necessary to pass someone a beer. And the way the two were smiling at each other was killing him.
He looked away as he was jolted from his thoughts by Christy.
"So do you want to go"?
Michael had no clue what she was talking about.
"Um, yeah sure, I guess", he said not wanting her to catch him not listening. He didn't want to appear rude.
"Great"! Christy said her voice all bubbly as she bounced up and down a little in her excitement.
"I'm wearing a white dress so any color tux should be fine".
Michael looked at her.
"What"? He said finally giving Christy his full attention.
Had he just agreed to go to the dance with Miss motor mouth?
He looked at her standing next to him. She was hot that was for sure. But she wasn't really his type.
She was staring at him with her big green eyes and he knew that he was trapped.
He would be taking Christy to the dance whether he wanted to or not.
(That night)
Sara looked over at Michael his skin aglow from the bonfire.
He looked lost in thought as he stared into the fire. Sara lifted her beer to her lips and wondered what he was thinking.
A few moments later, Sara saw her friend Christy sit down beside Michael. Christy offered him a beer, and he took the bottle. but instead of drinking from it, he just held onto it, twirling the bottle in his hands.
Sara wondered if Michael would even drink the beer. He didn't seem like the type to do anything even remotely illegal.
She took a sip of her own beer, feeling no pain.
"Hey, drink up, girl", David said plopping down next to her.
"There's another beer right here with your name on it", he said grinning.
He offered Sara one of the two beers he held in his hands. Sara took it, her head swimming from the alcohol she had already consumed that day. She was feeling a good buzz. She downed the rest of the beer and tossed the empty aside.
"Now that's what I'm talkin' bout"! David said with a smile as he slid closer to her.
Sara had a feeling David was about to ask her to the dance. And she knew she should probably say yes. After all she couldn't go with Michael. But for some reason she didn't want to deal with it just then.
She chugged her beer and then jumped up. She almost fell back down, but managed to steady herself by grabbing onto David's closely cropped head.
David laughed. "Girl, you're crazy". But I like crazy, so it's all good". He looked up at her grinning.
"Let's go swimming she said suddenly. Let's go skinny swimming"! Sara laughed drunkenly.
David laughed, but climbed to his feet.
"You mean skinny dipping", he said licking his bottom lip as he studied her. "Aw-ight, I'm all with that".
He pulled his t-shirt off and slid down his swim trunks.
Sara looked away and pulled her sweat shirt off.
The cool night air almost shocked her system into realizing what she was about to do.
"You need some help"? David asked stepping a little closer.
Sara shook her head and pulled the strings on her bikini top letting it fall to the ground. She pushed her shorts down, bikini bottoms and all and took off running for the water.
Sara ran into the water gasping at its chill.
She heard David shout "Skinny dipping, whoo-ooh"! Then he was crashing into the water beside her.
Sara looked back at the bonfire to see other kids hop up and begin pulling off their clothing as they headed towards the water. She wondered if Michael were one of the few brave and or drunk party goers to run buck naked into the chilly water.
David swam close to her and she felt his hand reach for her in the murky water. He tried to pull her close, but Sara pushed away and splashed him. She swam away from him giggling. He swam after her as she headed further out.
Finally growing tired Sara spotted a dock. Taking a deep breath she went under the water and swam for it. She was hoping that David wouldn't see where she went, and thus give up his search for her.
She came up beside the dock gasping for air. Pushing the wet hair from her eyes, she spotted David about 20 feet away.
"Sara"! She heard David shout, and then he laughed. "Where'd you get off to, girl"?
Sara ducked around the side of the dock, and leaned her spinning head against the slippery wood.
She wiped a hand over her wet face and closed her eyes. She was seriously buzzed.
"Sara"?
She jerked her eyes open at the sound of his voice.
"Michael"? She said quietly.
"Shh…He'll hear you", she hissed, and then unable to fight the giggle that burst forth from her lips,
she clamped a hand over her mouth.
Michael treaded water to come up next to her.
"Are we hiding from someone"? He asked confused.
"Shhh"! Sara repeated and clamped her other hand over his lips. She giggled again when she started to sink and had to pull her hand away in order to stay afloat.
"Sara"? She heard and looked over the top of the deck to see David much too close for comfort.
"It's David, quick, under the dock"! She whispered softly, and pushed Michael's head under the water.
When they came up under the dock Sara clamped a hand over his lips once again. They listened in silence as David jumped onto the dock. It dipped down low as he walked the dock's length looking for her in the water.
A few moments later they heard him dive back into the water. Sara held her breath waiting to see if David would look for her under the dock.
After a few moments she giggled softly and took her hand from Michael's mouth.
"Whew, he's gone ", she whispered smiling.
It was dark under the dock but some moonlight slipped between the wooden planks giving them a little light.
As her eyes adjusted Sara could just make out Michael's serious expression. She giggled again.
"Sara, your drunk", he said quietly and she felt the smile slip from her lips.
"I was just having a little fun, Michael", she said pouting.
"You should try it sometime. Its fun", Sara giggled again. "Get it? Fun is fun"? She laughed.
Michael wasn't amused. He was looking at her with such a serious expression.
Suddenly it occurred to Sara just how very much alone the two of them were.
She stopped smiling and pushed her wet hair aside.
"Are you mad at me, Michael"? She asked softly.
Michael sighed. "No, I'm not mad. I just wish... I just don't understand why you would do this to yourself. And I don't get why your hiding from David Apolskis either", Michael said, as he ran a hand over his wet hair.
"I mean you spent almost the entire day with him, Sara".
Sara just looked at him. She had the feeling that Michael was jealous.
"You spent the whole day with Christy", she said softly.
Michael's eyes caught hers in the dim light.
"Yeah, she's kind of hard to get away from".
Sara laughed. "So is David".
Michael laughed and Sara loved the deepness of it as it echoed under the dock.
She suddenly found herself wondering what it might be like to kiss his perfect lips.
Her heart pounding, Sara blamed the alcohol she had consumed for giving her the courage she needed to move closer.
She reached and touched his face, her wet fingers lightly brushing his skin.
"Sara", he started, but she shushed him as she moved even closer.
Sara brought her other hand up and cupped his face in her hands. She met his eyes, and his look was so intense as her mouth found his slightly parted lips in the dimness. Sara closed her eyes, and she gave herself to the moment.
She opened her mouth and his tongue found hers, as she pressed herself against him, her breasts sliding against him in the water. He gasped softly at the touch of her bare skin and wound his arms around her pulling her closer.
His hands came up to find her wet locks as his mouth moved to her neck. Sara leaned her head back into his hands and his mouth trailed wet kisses along her neck, going lower. She moaned softly, every fiber of her aching for him.
Suddenly he pulled back and pushed away from her, his breath coming fast.
"Sara...I...we...I mean, we can't do this…I mean you've been drinking and we... we should go back", he finished, rubbing a hand over his head. "Don't you think"? He stared at her expectantly.
Sara looked at him almost not believing what had just happened.
"Um, yeah..Sure..We should go back", Sara mumbled, and taking a deep breath, she ducked under the water and swam out from under the dock.
When she surfaced she pushed the wet hair away from her face and looked back at the dock. Michael was still under there. He was probably waiting for her to clear out before coming to the surface.
Sara couldn't believe she had just kissed him like that! What had she been thinking? Was she that drunk?
She looked towards the shore and then once more back at the dock.
Then turning around once again, she began to swim towards the shore and the glow of the bonfire.