"Where are you going?" I give Adrian an odd look.
"It's midnight, where else would I be going?" His face falls and I smile. "Relax, I'm going to the bathroom." I start to head out his bedroom door and stop. "Uh, where is it?"
"Downstairs." I make my way to the bottom floor of the house, trying to be quiet because Adrian's grandma is sleeping. I'm kind of surprised I'm still here at midnight, considering I don't usually sleep over at boy's houses when I've known them less than a week. But it feels different with Adrian. I feel like I've known him for years.
After I'm done in the bathroom I take it upon myself to check his fridge for a drink. I find two cokes and bring them back upstairs with me. I stop short when I hear Adrian talking to someone.
"Yes, I've got her. No she doesn't. Let me take care of this." I frown, wondering what, or who, he could be talking about. I decide to put it in my mental files to check up on later and walk into the room.
"Got us a drink." I toss him a coke and sit down on the bed, opening mine and taking a sip. Neither of us say anything so it's quiet for a few minutes.
"It's probably cooled down if you'd like to go for a walk."
"Moonlit walk, huh? That the best you can do?"
"You haven't seen anything yet, honey." I feel a blush creep its way up my face.
"That so? Well then give it your best shot." Suddenly Adrian leans toward me and I feel like he's going in for a kiss, so I lean slightly toward him. Only for him to reach behind me for his cell phone. My blush deepens in embarrassment.
"You're kinda cute when you're embarrassed." I roll my eyes and give him a shove.
"Shut up. So where are we going?"
"You're still the tour guide, remember?" I shake my head and stand up, stretching.
"Nope, it's after midnight. My guide duties are officially over. You're turn."
"The last time I was here I was 3, you think I remember this area any?" I smile and look down at him. He's leaning back on his elbows. The thin wife beater he's wearing leaves little to the imagination when it comes to his body. Not like I need one after seeing him half naked the other night. My eyes wander back to his face and I see a mischievous look in his eye.
"What?"
"We should go swimming in your pool." I'm about to tell him he's crazy but stop, not finding a good reason why we shouldn't.
"Fine, but I'm not going naked. I'm going to get a bathing suit first." He smiles.
"Who said anything about being naked?" I roll my eyes and grab my purse, slinging it over my shoulder.
"I'll meet you outside in 10." I make my way downstairs and out his front door, across our yards and onto my back porch. I unlock the door and quietly head up to my room, unlocking my bedroom door and shutting it behind me. I'm about to turn my light on when I remember that Adrian can see me from his room so I shut my curtain first.
I survey my options and decide to take a risk, picking one of my smaller suits. Lyssa always tells me to wear it when I want to make a guy's jaw drop. I frown, thinking of Lyssa. But instead of dwelling on it now I decide to think about it later, intent on having fun. I redo the french braid in my hair, wash my face and grab a towel, suddenly feeling nervous about being in the pool with Adrian. Which is silly, of course. We're just swimming.
I lock my bedroom door behind me and make my way to the backyard. It's dark, save for the reflection of the moon on the water. I drop my keys on the grass and lay my towel over them, sitting on the edge of the deck, waiting for Adrian. After a couple minutes I see him walking from his yard to mine. He can't see me yet because I'm covered by the house shadow. I watch him check the water temperature with his toes then glance up at where my bedroom window is.
I think about surprising him but he's positioned too far from the house for me to sneak up on him. So instead I stand up and walk over. "Made it finally." I think I see him smile but it's so dark it's hard to tell.
"I did." He looks at the pool. "Ladies first." I walk to the shallow end and stick a foot in. The water is still warm from the sun earlier in the day. It feels almost like warm bath water. I step down the ladder, sighing at the feel of the water. I've always loved swimming, ever since I was a baby. My nickname was Ducky for the longest time. I look up and catch Adrian watching me.
"Coming in or what?" He hops down into the water and makes a bit of a splash. I turn away and glance back just in time to see water come flying at me, which hits me square in the face. "What are you, 12?" I turn back to Adrian and am surprised when I don't see him. I look under the water but it's too dark to see where he is. Suddenly I feel hands on my ankles and give a shriek just before I'm pulled under. My butt hits the bottom of the pool and I float back to the surface to see Adrian an inch from my face. "Yep, you're 12, all right."
"Just having a little fun, so sue me." I grin and use his chest to kick back with my feet, flipping and going under the water. I feel fingers try to grab my toes so I kick faster and head for the far side of the pool without surfacing. I break the surface under the diving board quietly, watching Adrian look around for me. He can't see me here because the diving board shadows me. I smile as he puts his hands on his hips.
I take a deep breath and go back under, using the side of the pool to push off and glide toward him. He's wearing white trunks so it's easy to spot him. I reach my hand out and tickle his side, moving before he can spot me. The idea to tug his shorts down comes to mind, but I'm not that bold. Although frankly I doubt he'd have any trouble doing the same to me.
Instead I swim to the middle of the pool and surface, trading water as I watch him spin around. I let out a laugh and he turns toward me. "Are you a fish or something?"
"No, just real good at holding my breath. Truce?" I see him hold his hands up.
"Truce."
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