I woke the next morning to find the room empty and the sun peering through a crack in the curtains. I quickly got dressed in a pair of shorts and a t shirt and headed into the kitchen where Sam, Matt, Dylan, Elle and Kelly were sat, at the breakfast bar eating cereal. Sam had been smart and brought some basic food supplies with him, along with a cooler of barbeque food for tonight, so we had enough to keep us going until tomorrow. I got myself a bowl of cereal and joined them.
"Hey," said Dylan and Matt as I sat down between them. I said hey to everyone and ate my cereal, listening to the conversation that they were in the middle of.
"So," continued Sam, "today is, as the forecast said, a really warm day. A last farewell to summer I guess. So the lake and BBQ are a go."
That earned cheers from everyone as Cam walked in.
"Lake is a go?" he asked.
"Yeah, we've just to go make sure Abby, Sally and Mitch are up."
"I'll go wake Abby," said Kelly, putting her bowl in the sink.
Everyone then turned to look at Dylan, who froze with his spoon half way to his mouth. He looked round the table and ended with giving me a questioning look.
"Why do I have to go wake them up?"
"Because," I said, trying not to smile like a goofball at the innocent expression on his face, "you've known them the longest. And I think Mitch is less likely to hate you than one of us if we interrupt something."
Everyone proceeded to nod in agreement. Dylan sighed before standing up and going to wake Mitch and Sally. On the way past, I felt his hand trail along my lower back, my skin prickling in response to his touch. I watched him walk out of the room before returning to my cereal. When I glanced up I saw Sam smiling at me.
"What?" I asked with a mouth full of cereal.
He held up his hands, shaking his head. "Nothing."
He is really starting to creep me out.
Luckily for Dylan he didn't walk in on anything more than a PG rating and by 11.00am everyone was ready to head to the lake.
The lake itself wasn't big. You could walk round it in about three hours, and you can clearly see right across it to the other side. It was partly man-made, with sandy shores to give it a beach feel. There were only four or five other cabins around the lake, Sam knew the owners and none of them were staying there during October break, so we had the lake to ourselves.
By 1.00pm the sun was out and Mitch, Sam, Dylan and Cam were jumping around playing a game of Frisbee while I sunbathed next to Matt, Elle, and Sally. Kelly and Abby were walking along the sand chatting. I was lying on my stomach next to Sally, both of us watching the others jump around like idiots and tackle each other to the ground. We both had our sunglasses on, protecting us from the spray of sand whenever the Frisbee landed too close. The sunglasses also helped hide my eyes and allowed me to watch a shirtless Dylan run around in the sand without anyone noticing. Praise the man who invented sunglasses.
"So Alec, anyone been tickling your fancy?" asked Sally, making me look away from Dylan.
"Tickling my what?"
"Oh, you know, who's floating your boat? Baking your cake? Sizzling your bacon? Ruffles your-
"Okay, okay! I get it," I replied laughing.
"Well? Anyone?"
"Nope," I lied, smiling at Sally. "How long have you and Mitch been together?" I asked, shifting the conversation away from me.
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The Detention Slip
Teen Fiction"What did she say?" I asked, cutting him off. It was then that he turned to look at me, and I couldn't look away. The way his blue eyes gazed into mine; the way he looked at me made my breath catch. There was something about Dylan Lewis that had me...
