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Brian and I are on vacation. The band got a break from work. We decided we would stay in our lake house.
Brian was out by the pool, I walked to where he was. "Hi!" I smile, wrapping my arms around his waist. We stood like that for a moment. And then, he picked me up. He did a running-jump into the pool with me still in his arms. "Brian!" I yell as I feel the cold water surround me. We both float up to get air. I climb out of the pool, my soaking clothes now see-through and clinging to my body. "Oh, come on. Loosen up." Brian smirks. I ignore him as he gets out of the pool and walks over to me. I turn around so I'm facing away from him. I feel his lanky arms wrap around my waist as his head plops down on top of mine. "I'm sorry, love. Don't be mad." He pouts. I continue to give him the silent treatment. "Come on, Clementine." he continues. Clementine was his nickname he gave me the first day we met. I had sprayed a horrible smelling clementine perfume on and the name has stuck since. I turn around, a smile on my face. "There she is!" he cheers. "I couldn't stay mad at you anyway." I giggle.
