"John."

"Yo. Joooohn."

"HEY JOHN. FIRE."

John sat up, accidentally clunking heads with whoever had yelled at him to get up. A shot of pain moved through his skull, and he heard a startled yelp and a groan of pain from across the room. "Damn Egbert.."
"Dave?" he opened his eyes and saw the blonde on the floor, clutching his head in his hands. He wore jeans and a tank top, his lean-muscled shoulders hunched over. He wore his shades again, and had a messager bag over his shoulder. "Yeah. Your dad let me in." he muttered, standing up. "Get ready man." he shook his head and went out into the living room to wait for John.
He got out of bed, and pulled on his bathing suit, which was printed with the Ghost Busters logo. He'd loved that movie since he was little. God it was so awesome. He decided to pull on a white t-shirt and sandals, smoothing his hair down a little.
After dressing, he grabbed his own bag, packing his wallet with the remainder of the money he earned from work back in Washington, which was about seventy-five dollars in cash and about fifty on his debit card. He'd often insisted on helping to pay for things, like groceries or gas, or even his own glasses. But his father had told him to keep his hard earned money.
He grabbed a towel, a bottle of water, and an extra set of clothes just in case, before leaving his room, pulling his bag over his shoulder.
Dave waited in the living room, by the door, looking up when John came out. "Ghost Busters? Where did you even get those?" he asked, looking like he was trying not to laugh. "Online, duh. And Ghost Busters is a classic. A shitty classic, but a classic." John muttered indignantly. "At least you know it." Dave snickered.
"Whatever, let's just go." John sighed, watching Dave open the door for him, waving goodbye to his father, who stood in the kitchen, sipping his coffee. He winked, and John didn't get a chance to question it before the door closed.
The lake was pretty desolate. It didn't seem like anyone was crazy enough to risk heatstroke today, and John didn't blame them. Not even Jake and Dirk were there yet. "They're probably going at it back at Jake's place. They won't be here for a while." Dave said, shrugging. John turned bright red, shaking his head. "That couldn't be it! I'm sure they just got caught up in something!" he said, biting his bottom lip. "Yeah, fucking each other's brains out." Dave laughed, patting John on the back. "It's okay dude."
Dave pulled off his tank top and his jeans, wearing a red bathing suit underneath. He threw the clothing behind him, on top of his bag and ran straight into the water. John took off his shirt, and dropped his own bag, approaching the water, and standing in the shallow end for a moment before he waded deeper out, and eventually all the way out to where Dave was, diving under the surface and swimming around. The water was fairly clear where they were, and he was able to grab Dave's legs so he could pull him under. He heard a screech from up top, the blonde taken by surprise as he toppled into the water, glaring at John. Somehow, he managed to keep his shades on. John rolled his eyes and snatched at the glasses, only to be shoved away as Dave moved up the surface.
"Don't do that!" he hissed at John when they both popped up into the fresh air. "Why not? They're just glasses man. I don't see wh-" "Because I just don't fucking want you to! Is that a problem?" Dave interrupted him bitterly, turning and swimming away.
John felt guilty for what he'd done, even though he saw no reason why he couldn't see his eyes? Was he self-conscious or something? Was he missing an eye? Yeesh. It just didn't make sense. Nonetheless, John trailed after him.
"Dave..." his voice was timid. "I'm sorry dude, I didn't know, come on, give the nerd a chance with your coolness." he teased warmly. Dave cracked a small smile, and pushed him under. "I suppose the king of cool could pardon you, peasant." he gave a chuckle, and looked towards the shore, seeing Dirk and Jake walking towards the water. They definately looked odd, Jake wearing a black speedo, and Dirk wearing a pair of orange trunks that looked normal until he turned to say something to Jake, and John spotted the word 'kawaii' printed in green on the butt. John muffled his laughter, glancing at Dave as if he were asking the Strider if this were real life.
The four had swam around, dunking each other and joking around like morons. Jake had brought some sandwiches along, and after a few hours they found themselves sitting around in the grass, eating lunch and talking about what they were going to do next.
"We could rent a movie and go to my place?" Jake had offered, since his grandmother was always traveling, he mostly had the house to himself. "Yeah, and pick up some snacks and shit." John and Dave had agreed, so after dressing into regular street clothes, they went to the nearest movie rental place, and had rented a few horror movies. Dirk and John had highly objected to each and every one, only to be called a couple of chickens by the other two.
The nearest Walmart came after, where they bought some munchies for the movie, and some soda before Dirk drove them to Jake's house.
Jake lived in the more isolated part of town, in a nice, two-story cabin, with a nice living room. John soon sank into one of the comfy loveseats, Dave plopping down next to him, sighing. "Okay, which movie first?" he asked.
"Well Dave and I have a confession." Jake began, John's blood running cold when he heard Dave laugh next to him. "What?" Dirk asked.
"We're only watching one of the movies we rented. You two didn't know about one of them."
"Oh god Jake what?"
Dave then cut in. "We may or may not have grabbed Rosemary's Baby off the shelf when you guys weren't looking."
Anyone who didn't know about the original movie make of Rosemary's Baby needed to be educated on true fear. It was the pinnacle of terror, and John had only seen it once for a reason. But he had to stay cool. He said nothing, and told himself he could do it. How scary could it be anyway?
So after subduing Dirk, they popped it in, popped some corn, and popped open some sodas, sitting down to watch the movie.