I just wanted to say that this is totally opposite of her and that's why I wanted to write it. Hope you like chapter 2!

Belly's P.O.V

I flipped my hair over my shoulder, "well, ya, I am. So what?"

Conrad just sat there with his eyes glued to the floor. He finally gulped and said, "it's just that you're really pretty."

~SummerGirl~

I walked outside later that night and let the cool air hit my face. I didn't like it here. It was all so...plain. There was nothing to do. No fun parties to go to. Someone's hand crept its way around my stomach, and I squeaked. I spinned around into Jeremiah.

"Haha. I scared you didn't I?" He laughed, "and what was with the squeak?"

"That's how I scream," I said in a quiet voice. I have always been embarrassed about my squeak. That's how I scream. I have no idea why. (A/N: I squeak instead of scream too!)

Jeremiah seemed to pick up on my embarrassment and stopped laughing. "Oh, I'm sorry," he said, "I didn't noticed that you hate your squeak."

We sat in a quiet bliss for a while till a evil smile creep its way to his lips. His strong arms picked up my fragile body and flung me into the pool; the cold water surrounding me. Funny thing about me is I can't swim. I tried swimming to the top but couldn't. I finally made it to the top for a quick second to scream, but this time it wasn't a squeaking sound it was a real scream. I heard someone coming into the pool too, and suddenly two big arms picked me up and brought me to the top. I took in a huge breath of air and coughed out water. I turned to see Conrad soaking wet and Jeremiah sitting there with a look on his face like he just killed someone.

"Izzy! Are you okay?" Jeremiah asked.

"I'm fine," I replied sheepishly before more water came up.

"Belly, I don't think you're fine. Come on, I think you should rest." Conrad said; his hair dripping.

"Stop calling me Belly!" I replied at the same time Jeremiah said, "why are you calling her Belly?"

"It's her new nickname." I groaned. This was not what I planned when I came here. Well, I didn't even want to come here. Mother forced me. Taylor stepped out from the slidding doors.

"Hey babe! Are you coming to the board walk with-" she started and stopped when she saw me. Her hands went to her face almost like she was covering it. "Are you okay?!"

"Ya, I'm fine... just almost died. No biggie." She ran over and hugged me. I looked over at Jeremiah and saw that he looked like, he was about to cry. I put my hands over his. "It's okay. I'm alive."

He got up and left. Conrad said, "he's just upset."

"No, really? I didn't think that, " I rolled my eyes. I tried to leave but Conrad pulled me down.

"He gets depressed when the people he loves gets hurt," his eyes stared into mine without an expression. Whats with the staring? After a couple seconds I left. When I got inside I saw Jeremiah sitting at the kitchen table.

"I'm not mad," I said, "you didn't kill me."

His head didn't go up when he said "I almost did."

"But you I didn't," I contiuned. "You didn't know I couldn't swim."

He didn't saw anything as the chair grunted with his weight as he pushed it back. I stood there for a minute before pushing the chair in and going to get changed and wash my face. I was online when Taylor walked in.

"You need to talk to him."

"Huh?" She stared at me like I ate the last piece of bread. "I get it; you want me to talk to Jeremiah. Well, I already did."

"I think he likes you. Or me. Probably me."

"Tay, stay on topic."

"I am on topic!"

I went to sleep after that. Around 3:00 AM I founnd myself waking up and couldn't go back to sleep so I pulled on my flipflops and walked out of the room

Review! Please? Sorry about the boring chapter! `-`

~SummerGirl660