Later that day…
Meredith walked downstairs adjusting her bikini top around her breast. She walked into the kitchen. She groaned noticing Mark, Derek, and Preston were outside in the pool where she had previously been planning to go.
"Should I go or not go?" She asked herself as she reached up in the cabinet to get the suntan lotion. "Screw it."
Pulling her denim skirt down, she grabbed a soda and her sunglasses before heading outback. They looked up as she walked out setting all her stuff down on the glass table. She could feel their eyes but ignored them.
"Meredith is that you?" She heard someone call from across the fence. Looking up she saw a well built boy with brown hair.
"Brandon? Oh my god. When did you get here?"
He climbed down the steps and made his way to the fence. "Yesterday. I saw Denise running around earlier. I was wondering when I would see you."
She climbed up on a chair, so she could see over the fence. "You look good."
"You look hot."
She giggled. "Thanks."
He kissed her cheek. "I am so glad you're here."
"We have to do dinner."
"Definitely. Wait until Mama finds out you're here. She will be so happy."
She giggled again. "Tell her I'm expecting some cookie."
"She will spoil you." He chuckled.
She laughed along with him. "Call me, okay. We'll go out."
"Alright." He kissed her cheek again before heading back into the house calling back. "See you later."
"Bye." Climbing off the chair, she contemplated weather she should swim or tan. Looking in the pool, the water looked so tempting even though the guys were in it. Though she had to admit that Mark look hot wet in a swimsuit and no shirt. She shook the thought from her head slipping her denim skirt off and throwing it onto the table. Looking down into the pool as she walked by, she watched as light and shadows danced on the bottom. The deepest end was nine feet deep and the shallowest was four.
"Are you coming in here?" Derek groaned.
She glared at him. "Considering it." She looked between the water and the three boys. Walking to the sallow end, she dipped her foot in before pulling it out and looking back at the guys. Mark smirked at her and gestured that it was alright to come in. Taking a deep breath, she turned of the balls of her feet and walked back to the table to get the suntan lotion.
Mark watched as she rubbed the lotion onto her body.
"Mark. Move your ass, you're in my way." Burke said holding the wall with his right hand and leaning far out into the pool. Mark broke his eyes away from Meredith and to the end of the pool where his friends were. They were both holding the wall with their feet pressed tightly against it and their legs bent.
"What are you doing?" He asked moving to the side of the pool.
"I'm challenging Shep over her to a race that with ultimately end in his embarrassing defeat."
"In your dreams, Burke. Just count us off, Sloan."
Mark sighed. "Three… Two… One… Go."
Meredith rolled her eyes as Burke and Derek swam from wall to wall three times. Looking up at Mark, she noticed that he was looking at her again. Rolling her eye, she rolled onto her stomach.
"Meredith." Christina yelled as she walked out of the door.
"What?" Meredith mumbled already trying to fall asleep.
"I told you to wait for me." She yelled pulling the tank top off throwing it on the table. Underneath, she was wearing her black bikini.
"Sorry." Meredith mumbled.
"Whatever." Christina sighed, sitting down in the chair beside her and started rubbing some suntan lotion on herself.
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"Dennis, that doesn't count." Meredith protested crossing her arms across her chest.
"Yes it does. I just skipped a couple spots on the way." Dennis explained.
"Smart kid." Christina laughed sipping her soda.
Meredith looked up at her and glared. "You rolled a three."
"I moved three. They didn't say they had to be three in a row."
Meredith giggled shaking her head. "Three in a row, Dennis."
Dennis sighed. "Fine."
He and Meredith were sitting on the ground playing a board game on the coffee table while Christina sat on the chair behind Meredith. She leaned back and looked up at Christina.
"Your stepfather seriously is letting you stay here?"
"As far as he knows you're an emotional wreck about ready to go postal and kill everybody." She said shoving a handful of popcorn into her mouth.
"Who's going postal?" Mark asked walking into the living room taking a handful of popcorn and putting it in his mouth.
"This is not your popcorn." Christina said with her mouth stuffed of popcorn.
"Why are you even here?" Meredith said looking at him.
"Why are you here?" He countered.
"I'm babysitting my little brother."
"I didn't feel like going out." He shrugged.
"How long are you staying, Christina?" Meredith said looking up at Christina ignoring Mark.
"Mer, it's your turn." Dennis squealed.
"Okay, okay." She sat forward and rolled the dice.
"Um at least until the end of the week." Christina answered. "I'm sure if I stay too long my stupid stepfather will send a million dollar shrink out for you."
Meredith laughed. "I never even met the guy."
"Whatever." She shrugged. "As soon as I go back there, it will be back to pretending I care about them and their images."
Meredith nodded. "Sucks to be you." She took Christina's drink and took a long sip from it.
"Sucks to be me? You're the one who has to stay here."
Meredith laughed. "I guess that's just about as bad."
"Hey, I take offence to that." Mark said.
Meredith rolled her eyes. "Shut up."