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The water's cool; not as cold as I expected.
It's blue... blue and white and sparkly in the sun.
It's breathtaking.
But in it, it's even more gorgeous. Looking up at the surface while swimming upside-down...
...no words.
Especially when a certain green-eyed boy is doing the same thing, copying every move, bend, turn and blink.
It feels perfect- too perfect- to be true.
Exactly. Because the moment ends too early, too quickly.
Breathing is more important than being with an extremely sexy guy who's your neighbor and super secret crush, right?
Apparently so.
If only breathing underwater was possible...
I crash through the surface, gasping for air, my hair sticking to the back of my head as I lean slightly back and then rub my eyes.
Zach comes up after me, not as breathless, but the light in his eyes is unmistakable.
"You were right. Looking up at the water is even prettier than looking down at it." Zach says, gazing deep into my eyes.
"Yeah. I guess I can say I told you so, huh?"
"I guess so." He agrees.
"Told ya so!" I laugh, and he laughs along with me. He leans in closer- maybe purposely, maybe unintentionally. I don't know, but our proximity sends my heart racing.
I can't believe I've got a stupid crush on my friend.
Make that my very hot best friend.
Our laughter dies down quickly. I slowly move backwards, enjoying the coolness of the water. Zach follows me, copying me.
Bastard. I laugh to myself.
I make small splashes in the water, watching each drop fall. The sun is directly overhead, making every one glow.
As I look, a great idea pops in my head- I'm gonna surprise splash Zach.
I look over at him. He's watching me watch the drops of water.
"You're really one for pretty things." He compliments.
"Thanks." I say. "You're definitely one for liking them." I wink at him, only afterwards realizing that what I said might've meant something else to him...
... oh well. I'll deal.
"You betcha (however it's supposed to be spelled, but you know what I mean, right?)." His eyes flick to my lips, lingering a little longer than they should've.
I move back the littlest bit, and turn around, walking slowly, putting my plan into action.
As usual, Zach follows.
Quickly, I splash water in his face and run away as fast as I can, diving into the water and taking off.
I'm a very fast swimmer, and I beat Zach in our race earlier. He won't be able to catch me.
I hear a muffled "Hey!" when I came up for air just mere seconds later.
I'm almost at the end of the pool.
I go back under, swimming as fast as I can. I reach the ladder and pull myself out. I look at the pool- Zach is far behind, his hair slightly sticking out of the water.
I walk quickly so I won't get in trouble, and as soon as I'm out of the pool area, I run to the bathrooms. I close two doors to make it look like I'm in one of them, and then get into a stall of my own and lock the door.
My only big problem- The outside bathrooms to change in are for both boys and girls, so he'll be able to find me easily, and he won't get in trouble for looking. It'll look like he's trying to find a stall to change in.
I don't hear him 'til three minutes later.
"Cam! I've looked everywhere. This is the only place left to look, so you better be here." he calls.
Another genius idea- I'll unlock my door and pull him in, one hand over his mouth and one on his arm. I'll shush him, and put my ear to the door, pretending to listen for someone. He'll ask what this is all about, and I'll claim that someone is trying to hurt me. I'll act scared, and I can only guess his reaction to that. A crazy look will take over his features. He'll want to know who and why, but I'll shush him again. I'll open the door and he'll protest, but I'll give him a look to stay in place. I'll run out, as fast as I can, and not look back. I'll run to where my parents are lounging and grab a chair and my book, and start reading. Zach will come out a minute later, most likely annoyed. I'm not sure what he'll do yet, but he'll do something.
I put my plan in action, grabbing Zach and acting as scared as possible.
Right as I'm about to go out and run, claiming to search for the guy, he does something completely unexpected after a good couple of convincing protests- he kisses me, hard, on the lips.
"Be careful." he whispers. I only nod my head, hazy from the kiss.
Now I feel very guilty about what I'm intending to do.
I run out, and I do look back. Just a brief glance, and my heart breaks.
Now he knows what my plan was.
I hope he sees what I'm feeling through my eyes- dear G-d, I do! I hope he sees it all as just another plain, lame joke...
...but I'm not sure now.
My nose is in my book. Finally, something else to concentrate on.
I feel somebody's eyes on me- I can only guess who- and I start getting uncomfortable.
What does he want?
I glance up at him, slightly to the side.
Zach speaks quietly, barely moving his lips.
"Pretend you don't notice me, and when you do, act like you haven't seen me in a while, all happy and whatever. You're a pretty good actress, actually. Well enough to fool me." He's now standing in front of me.
Actress mode!
"Hey, Zach! I haven't seen you in a bit. Where'd you go? You like, disappeared. I looked all over for you and finally just gave up." I put my book down, jumping up and hugging him, acting all happy and surprised.
"Yeah, sorry 'bout that. Had to check on Courtney." He says, hugging me back. We stay like this for a few seconds before Zach whispers almost inaudibly, "I like this position." I smile a little, admitting to myself that I like it, too.
A lot.
We pull away and he grabs my hand, and we walk to the pool. We go just past the red line before Zach turns to me, an evil glint in his eyes. He presses himself into my body, our bodies molding perfectly together. Our fingers are laced, and I'm looking up at him. He smirks.
"Have a nice fall, Cam. You deserve it." Before I register the exact words he says, I'm falling backwards into the pool, my arms flailing about.
"Zach!" I scream just before I hit the water. I hear him laughing even under water. I'm really mad.
I mean, I guess I do deserve it. I was being really mean.
But still...
Oh, whatever. I can't stay mad at him, anyway.
I resurface, and I glare at Zach.
He's laughing even harder.
I huff in annoyance.
"Look, Zach, I know I deserved that and all, but I really am sorry. It's just, well... when you've got a genius idea, it's a shame to waste it, you know?" he gives me a look. "Seriously, I am sorry. The last bit was really rude of me. I was just having my fun, but I got too carried away. Way too carried away, I think." I continued babbling until I felt his arms wrap around me and kiss my neck.
I stop immediately.
"You're too cute, you know that?" he whispers. I shake my head slightly.
"I'm not even close to that. I'm just average." I feel him push me lightly into the wall, his hands on my hips and his lower body pressed into my backside. I hear a low growl come from deep in his throat.
"Don't you dare think of yourself that way. You're not 'just average', you're beautiful. And I forgive you from before. Please, don't make yourself feel low when you aren't. You're just lying to yourself." His words go straight through my head, staying there, and replaying themselves.
'I forgive you... You're beautiful...'
Does he really mean that?
I look down, red flushing my cheeks. He kisses my neck again, softly, and pulls away. He turns me around so I'm facing him.
"Got it?" he asks. I nod. He hugs me tightly, and I hug him back.
"I'm still sorry." I say into his neck.
"Don't worry about it."
You know that perfect moment when you want your boyfriend to kiss you or say he loves you?
Well, this is.
Just one problem...
... he's not my boyfriend.
"What are you thinking?" Zach asks.
"Nothing to be concerned about." I reply. He chuckles, pulling away from the hug.
"I want to know."
"I don't want to tell you."
"Please? How about this- I'll give you a kiss for your thoughts."
"I thought it was a penny."
"Then we'll switch it to a penny, even though I quite like the kiss idea better." he winks.
"No."
"Come on! I really want to know what you're thinking." he begs.
"I'm thinking no way." I quip.
"I know you're annoying, but seriously?"
"Yeah, seriously."
"You know what? I'll tell you a super secret of mine for what you were thinking. Deal?" I think about it for a few seconds before answering.
"How 'bout I tell you one day, just not now?" I answer.
"Promise?"
"I promise." There's a huge smile on his face, and he pulls me into another hug.
What are with the hugs, anyway?
"Do I still get that secret, though?" I ask.
"You want me to tell you now?"
"You will?" We pull away.
"Sure."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Then yes, please!" I smile up at him, and he chuckles in response.
"Fine, then." His voice lowers the tiniest bit as he looks in my eyes. "I love watching you dance. Not only is it extremely sexy," I blush, "but you totally get into it. You move along to the beat perfectly and if it makes any sense, you turn into it. Get what I'm trying to say?" I laugh.
"Yeah, I get what you mean. But how is that a 'super secret?'" I ask.
"Well, I guess it isn't. But telling you, it turns into a secret. Everybody but you would know. I know it's a compliment, and I definitely love flattering you," he takes my hands in his, "but it's that something that you do that completely drives me crazy. It expresses something that I'm not so sure what it is, confessing this to you." My heart swells at his words.
"You're so cute, Zach!" I gush. He looks down, and I can tell that he's blushing. I gasp. He looks up in confusion.
"Did I just make Zach Goode blush?" I exclaim. He laughs.
"Yes, you just did." he mutters. I bring my hand up to his cheek and pinch it. He pushes my hand away, rubbing his cheek. I giggle.
"You are a whole other something entirely, Zach. Seriously."
"Is that good or bad?"
"Good, I guess."
"You guess?"
"I guess."
"You guess."
"What?" I look up at him, completely confused. He shrugs. "Ok, whatever."
"That hurt, by the way." he says.
"What hurt?"
"The pinch you gave my poor cheek." I laugh uncontrollably. "What's so funny?"
"You!"
"Oh, thanks!" he murmurs sarcastically. I stop laughing.
"Sorry about that. I kinda lost it, didn't I? Yeah, I think I did. Whoops. So-" I'm cut off by Zach's lips on mine, immediately shutting up.
"Don't worry about it." he says. I'm just staring at him, wide-eyed. He chuckles. "Kiss caught your tongue?"
"Oh, ha-ha. So not funny." We're unnoticeably moving closer and closer to each other.
"I thought it was good, no?"
"No." I agree. He frowns and I smile. "Sorry, dude, but I knew I was right!" I say, backing away from him. He follows me forward, trapping me in between him and the wall.
"Sometimes, I know it doesn't pay to argue with you when I know it won't get anywhere." He whispers.
"True dat!" I joke. He gives me a look. "What?"
"Nothing, you're just weird."
"So are you! What makes me just weird? You're exactly the same amount of weird as I am!"
"Of course, of course. What ever you think, babe." Our bodies are touching, and Zach's leaning in slowly, very slowly.
"Zach! Cammie!" We hear Sam call and we push away from each other.
"Yeah?" I yell back.
"We're going in like 5 minutes!"
"Ok, thanks!" I motion to Zach, and I push myself under water, swimming to the stairs with Zach just a couple of strokes behind me.
Well, that's that! Hope ya'll liked it!
Special thanks to: nickyAZ0LOVE9, CammieMorganGoode, and TwilightGlee1Dlover.
All of you guys (not just the 3 mentioned above) are AWESOME! Continuing being like that! ;-) haha But seriously. No joking. :-)
(And to missy #1[nickyAZ0LOVE9]: I guess I'm uploading it a couple of days early, huh? ;-P haha)