Chapter three

A locker, swimsuit, finding out that Virtue also had this class, and ten minutes later, Ryen met back up with the four guys at the pool with Virtue. And just like every other girl there, she couldn't help but eye them.

"Like what you see," Reid spoke in a 'trying to sound sexy' voice. Caleb glared at him.
"Depends on what I'm looking at," she said looking him in the eye and then proceeded to the other three guys. Tyler blushing when their eyes met.

"So, you swim?" Caleb asked, changing the subject.
"Not really. I'm more of a runner." She smiled and shared a look with Virtue.
"Is that a twin thing?" Pogue asked. She shrugged her shoulders.
"It could be."
"Let's see what you've got then," Reid spoke.
"You just want to see her wet." Virtue said.
"Can you blame me." Both girls rolled their eyes.
Ryen smirked, "Why don't you show me what you've got? A little birdie said that you all weren't so bad."
"Now who's the one who wants to see someone wet." Reid smirked.

"...Bennett. Newell show us what you've got." Yelled the couch after he ran off the first three names in his alphabetical list.

Ryen got really close, stood on here toes. Whispering in Reid's ear, "Never said it was you that I wanted to see." She smiled as she pulled away and was able to see his semi-shocked expression. It disappeared and he played it cool, acting like he knew different.

Ryen had walked away toward the diving board before a smirk appeared on Reid's face, and his hand slapped the back of Tyler. "Baby Boy, I think Ryen would rather see you in the water."
Tyler looked, bug-eyed, at his friend before it became noticeable that heat was rising to his face. His eyes darted to Ryen as she jumped into the water before darting to the ground. His face, along with part of his neck turning a light pink.
"Reid, stop picking on Tyler," the seriousness in Caleb statement was apparent by the stern look in his eyes.
"What? I was just stating an observation."
"Keep it to yourself next time." Caleb spoke softly before turning his attention to the pool.

"Danvers, Duran, Foley, Fredrickson, your up." The coach continued the list.

"Not bad for a runner." Reid said as Ryen came nearer, wrapping herself in a towel.
"Never said I couldn't." she retorted back looking up at him.
"What's your best time for running?" Pogue asked.
"I run for the joy of it. I've never actually kept time."
"Really?" he inquired.
She nodded with a smile plastered on her face as the couch yelled for the next four names. One being Garwin.
"Ever think about trying out for track?" Pogue asked.
"Nope."
"If you enjoy it, why not?" Pogue asked with a questioning look on his face.
"Don't really care for competitions."
"She's antisocial." Virtue semi-sang.
"Don't like crowds?"
"Can't stand 'em."
"That explains it."
"Explains what?" Caleb asked as he walked up to them, a towel firmly secured around his waist.
"That she doesn't like track because she's antisocial." Pogue said. Ryen nodded confirming what was just spoken.
"You don't seem antisocial." He said adjusting his towel.
"Yeh, I know. I just figure that people are everywhere, so you have to at least try and be friendly." she said moving her hands out for emphasis of 'try'.
"Reid isn't making you uncomfortable is he?"
"I've dealt with worse. Don't worry," she said nonchalantly.
"If he does, just let him know, or me."
"Trust me when I say this, Ryen is more than cable of taking down Reid if he goes to far." Virtue said seriously. Ryen smiled innocently.
"My dad put me in self-defense classes when I was younger. Something about wanting me to be safe." She said.

"You okay Ty? Your quieter than usual." Caleb said buttoning up his shirt in the boys locker room.
"Yeah," Tyler almost squeaked.
"Baby Boy's only quiet cause he has a crush on a certain new girl."
"Shut up dude!" he yelled.
"See! He didn't deny it!" Reid pointed at Tyler.

Is the locker room scene anyone else's favorite scene in the movie. It's just... WOW!