Carter Shaw has spent her entire life trying to be perfect. Perfect grades, perfect manners, perfect record. She has never even thought about talking back.
Daniel Baker has spent his entire life tying to piss people off. His teachers, his parents...
I park and walk across the gravel driveway to a bridge over the water. I cross admiring all the beautiful plants and crystalline water. I walk past a pool to the giant front porch. Once finally making it to the giant beautiful glass doors I reach over and ring a crystal doorbell. I wait a few seconds before I see a shirtless Ryan bound down the stairs and pull open the door. I let out a little cough.
"Um where is your uh you know, shirt?" I ask letting out another small cough. He looks down seeming to only now notice his bare chest.
"I honestly don't know what I did with it," he says looking around the hall like he's looking for it as if he just noticed he's not wearing it.
"Oh... um. Anyway can I come in." I ask shifting on my feet.
"Of course," he says stepping back and opening the door wide. "My parents are on a business trip and my sisters at my aunts so it's only gonna be you, me. And Gina."
"Gina?"
"Oh she's a maid but she's like a mother to me," he says casually. "My rooms on the second floor of the left wing," he instructs me before walking left. I don't hesitate to follow him knowing if I don't I'll get lost trying to find him later.
He walks down a long hallway before making a right then a left then he goes through white french doors to a large dining area. He exits through french doors and I race to the doors trying not to lose him. He then enters a white door with intricate designs and I go through it to find a room the size of my house.
"Damn," I mutter and he smirks.
"One of the upsides to having rich parents," he says plopping down on a white bed. I look at the ground and smile at the water. Yup water. His room is 75% water. His bed is on a small island or peninsula I guess connected to the door.
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I sit down on the platform and take off my shoes and socks. I then dip my feet in the water and smile. I've always felt more at home completely submerged in water than I have anywhere else. I take a deep breath and close my eyes.
"There are spare rooms full of clothes of all sizes. That includes bathing suits in your size I can get Gina to bring you one then you can swim and we can do the project later," says Ryan. I open my eyes to see him offering me a genuine smile and waiting for my response.
"That would be awesome," I say and smile back at him. He seems to realize he's being abnormally nice and he sits up abruptly from his bed. His smile turns to a scowl.
"I just wanted to see you in a bathing suit," he says, and I roll my eyes. Of course he had an ulterior motive. He takes out his phone and starts typing. Less than a minute later a slim beautiful woman walks in. She has on black dress pants a black shirt and a blue apron. She looks around and sees me then offers me a smile. I return it without hesitance and her smile widens.
