"Care, we're here." I heard Ryan's voice. "Caroline." Ryan kissed me. My eyes opened. It was still light out.

"What time is it?" I was still groggy.

"About 2:30."

"Really?"

"Yeah. We all wanted to set up camp and then go swimming. Do you want to come with us or do you want to sleep?" Ryan asked me.

I sat up. "I'll go."

Ryan smiled. "That a girl." He walked to the back of the truck to start unloading.

I rolled my eyes and opened the visor mirror. I fixed my hair and my makeup, and then jumped out of the truck to help Ryan.

We had set up a screened-in tent for our food, a small one for me and Ryan, another small one for Patrick and Kiara, and a large four-person tent for Landon, Logan, Tasha, and Payton. Everyone had set up their sleeping bags, pillows, and blankets. There was a small building with three showers and three bathrooms that was close to our campsite. Even though it was a popular time for people to go camping, there were no other campers on the grounds.

When everyone had changed into their bathing suits, we headed down to the lake. There was a pier and not much else. Logan was the first one to jump in.

"Shit! This is freezing!" he shouted, laughing. Logan was, in one word, hot. He had short brown hair, deep, tan skin, and dark blue eyes. He was tall, about six foot, not quite as tall as Ryan. He was very muscular, and you could tell that he played football.

Tasha giggled, then walked to the end of the pier and sat down. She dipped her feet in the water and shivered. Payton, Kiara, and I sat down next to her. I heard laughter behind me and I looked back at Patrick and Ryan. They immediately stopped. I rolled my eyes and turned around. All of a sudden I felt someone grab under my arms and lift me up, and then I saw Patrick grab my ankles.

"One, two, three!" they shouted as they threw me into the lake. I screamed and held my breath. The water was very cold. I got goosebumps instantly.

"You guys suck!" I yelled. Patrick and Ryan just laughed. They looked almost identical, except for Patrick was a little taller and had less muscle. Patrick had shorter, straighter hair as well, and was three years older. Ryan cannonballed right next to me and tackled me in the water. "Ryan! I'm so cold now!"

He laughed some more and kissed me. "Do you want to get out?" he asked me, suddenly serious.

I was shivering. "Mhm," I whimpered, my puppy dog eyes already out.

Ryan swam closer to me. "Okay." He held onto me and started toward the pier, but abruptly stopped moving and dunked me under.

I came up, gasping for air, and splashed him.

"Hey!" Ryan said, chuckling.

"You dunked me, jerk!" I laughed.

I heard a scream and saw Patrick lift Kiara and jump in with her. He jumped really close to the pier and got Payton and Tasha soaking wet, which made them scream as well.

Payton said, "Hey, where's –" and just as she was about to say his name, Landon ran up from behind her and pushed both Payton and Tasha in. "Landon!"