We’re not gonna be just a part of their game[open]

[ryan logan desper]

Ryan heaved a heavy sigh, his jet hair falling into his eyes as he leaned forward, the bright red tips brushing his cheek and the back of his neck. He held his cell phone to his ear, listening to his mother rant in his ear. Mom. She continued on. Mom. On and on she went, asking questions, then plowing on without waiting for an answer. Mom. Will you listen? I'm fine, everything is great, I'm having fun, the weather is amazing. Tell dad and Alex I say hi, I have to go. I love you. He snapped the phone shut. His mother was missing him, obviously. Her phone calls were getting more and more wearisome the longer he was away.

He slipped the phone into his pocket, only to pull it out a second later as The Bird and The Worm started playing. A text message. From who? Danny, of course. He ignored it and put it back in his pocket. His towel was wrapped around his arm as he traveled down the path to the pool. He loved water. A lot. Going to the lake every summer was something he always looked forward to. He saw the shine shinning down and glinting off the water and he emerged to stand by the pool. Draping his towel on a lounge chair, he slipped out of his jeans and shirt, revealing a smooth stomach with a nice six pack. He never thought about that he was truly handsome with a great physique. He never really considered it, it just got shoved off to the side. He set his book on his towel and wandered to the edge of the pool, looking down into the clear water before plunging in with a smooth dive.

[jennie taylor morrisey]

Jennie walked into the pool area fully dressed. she looked around at the practical empty room. for a hotel this size every were seemed to be empty. she always just shrugged it off. she wouldn't blame people for not wanting to come. she didn't want to be her any more. she just wanted to be home. her foot steps echoed as she walked thought the room. it would be a great place to sing, but she saw a guy in the pool and didn't want to burst into song, she'd just swim like she'd plained.

she put her bag down she took off her top and jeans as she had to bikini underneath. she stood in a brown halter neck brown bikini. she put her cloths in her bag and walked to the side of the pool and dived in. she wasn't one of those girls that dipped in her foot in first. she wouldn't want to get in if she knew it was cold. she just dived in so she'd agust to the temperature. she swam under the water and came up half way though the pool for air.

[ryan logan desper]

His head broke surface with a gasp and when he opened his eyes, he couldn't see, for his jet hair had fallen into his eyes. Slicking it back out of his way, he tread water, looking around. He spotted a girl about his age leap into the pool. He shrugged and turned his attention to swimming over to the edge where he draped an arm over the rim and hung there for a moment before levering himself out and walking over to the diving board. He stood still on it for a moment before launching himself full force in a back flip into the water. He hit the water hard, causing a stinging sensation on his skin. He ignored it, and the water soon soothed it.

He broke surface again, before diving back down and swimming down near the bottom of the pool, his hand touching the bottom and letting it drag against the rough bottom. Down he stayed until his lungs screamed for air and he kicked off from the bottom. Reaching the surface, he moved over to the side and slung an arm on the wall, not moving, letting himself just drift there. From there he watched the other girl, but he was too nervous to go talk to her an initiate a conversation.