The Lifeguard

Plan b

"Are you sure you have to leave?" Ivy asks me. I'm packing my stuff from my locker at the country club.

"I'm really not allowed to swim with a concussion," I answer.

"It's that bad huh?" she asks.

"What's a concussion like anyways?" A voice says from the door frame.

"Jesus, JJ!" Ivy jumps.

"This is the girl's locker room you know that?" I ask.

"I know." He says.

"Perv," Ivy narrows her eyes at him.

"I'm just here to bid farewell to Ro." JJ opens his arms and I deny him of a hug.

"I'm not leaving forever. But at least until I don't have a concussion, and until I can figure out how to get Eric back his job." I say.

"I knew I had a bad feeling about Crew," JJ huffs.

"That's such a lie, you were practically in love with him." I say.

"Okay you're right. But still, I can't believe he'd do that to our boy!" he says.

"You're telling me," I say.

"Speaking of Eric, you're the last to see him right?" Ivy asks. "Not that I care, but is he alive?"

"Yeah." I say. "I hope so."

"He's living with that Cleo girl yeah?" JJ asks as I grab my bag and we walk out.

"Mhm," i say.

"You jealous?" Ivy asks.

"Me or JJ?" i ask.

"you, obviously,"

"I am jealous," JJ adds.

"Why would I be jealous?" I ask.

"I don't know... I kind of see sparks when you guys are together," Ivy says.

"That's not true," I say.

"Come on, you have to admit Eric kinda has it all." JJ says. "he's hot, he's mostly a nice guy, and he's pretty hard working when he wants to be."

"That's literally the bare minimum," I say.

"Okay and? You can't even tell me you don't look at him a certain way," Ivy says. "I've seen you two."

"What?" I ask. "He looks at me how?"

"See! She's curious!" Ivy nudges JJ.

"I-I'm not curious," I say. "This is news to me."

"So you're saying that knowing Eric is out there probably making out with Cleo right now doesn't bother you at all?" JJ asks.

"...no," I say.