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Created on: July 08, 2009
The Lifeguard
"Jane? Should I wear the pink bikini or the black one?" I ask. After a long pause Jane responds "The black one, definitely, it will make your tan look even darker and sexier." I wonder if it will even matter if my tan looks darker and sexier, if he'll even notice me.
Jane and I are spending the summer in the small seaside town of Waves, North Carolina located in the famed Outer Banks. "It's probably the smallest town ever to exist!" I call out to Jane. "I can't believe I let you drag me here for the entire summer!" Jane yells from the bathroom, where she is tying on her own two-tone periwinkle and navy bikini. Her long dark curls falling softly around her shoulders. Some days I am so jealous of her natural good looks, I feel like I have to try so hard to get noticed by well, just about everyone. "You'll have a great time, we've already met some cool people to hang out with and I promise the whole summer won't be spent with my Grandpa telling his "way back when I was a kid..." stories." I reassure Jane that we will have an incredible summer.
"Oh he's so gorgeous!" I shriek unknowingly as I catch a glimpse of him. He's tall, maybe 5'11", his shoulders are broad and square, he has piercing green eyes that sparkle when the sunlight hits them, and his lips look like he just ate juicy, crimson red cherries. Jane swats at me playfully "Oooohhh, someone's got a crush!" She teases. "Well why else would I want to come to the ends of the earth for the entire summer! I met him last year when I came to visit Grandpa for two weeks after his knee surgery. His name is Seth and he summers here with his folks every year and last I heard he had some snotty silver-spoon princess of a girlfriend back home in Tulsa, Oklahoma." I confide. I know the basics about him and even talk to him while fighting back the butterflies in my stomach that desperately want out. He just never looked at me "that way" and this summer I'm hoping to change that.
As we walk into the fenced in area around the only pool in town I look for a spot to sit as close to the lifeguard stand as possible without being too close. "There's a great spot!" Jane points to two lounge chairs and a table with an umbrella about twenty feet from where Seth sits perched on his lifeguard chair. "Perfect! It's so hot; I'm ready for a swim. How about you?" I ask Jane. "Sure, lets go. Last one in has to do a flip off of the diving board!" she yells as she jumps into the blue-green water. A bikini
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