"Come on, Ashley."

"No."

"Pleeeeeeease?"

"No."

"Just for a little while?"

"No."

"Can’t you just sit on the steps?"

"No."

"Can’t you just put your feet in?"

"No."

"Can you sit by the edge?"

"No."

"Come on. All you do is lay there and sun bathe, and you never actually get in!"

"No."

"Are you listening to me?"

"No."

"Damn it, Ashley!"

"No."

"You’re so frustrating!"

"No."

"I thought you wanted to be with me! This is supossed to be like our second date! You’re supossed to want to make me happy! And right now, you’d make me really happy if you would just give a little and spend just a little time with me!"

"No."

"Gawd damn it!"

"Glen!"

He rolled his eyes, "Sorry mom." He lowered his voice, "You’re really not going to?"

"No."

He sighed, "I’m not giving up," he turned and walked away.

"Your brother is an asshole."

"You don’t have to tell me, I know from experience."

"Do you think he’d push me in?"

"He’s trying to impress you, so he’ll probably just keep whining."

"Spence, if he pushed me in…"

"I’d be in there, saving you in half a heart beat."

I smiled, "Thanks."

"No problem."

I opened one eye and looked over at Spencer. She was wearing a bakini, lying on her back. I could see her chest rise and fall as she breathed, but otherwise she was still. I could see most of her side and some of her front, and it was a beautiful view. A part of me wanted Glen to push me in just so she could save me and hopefully perform CPR.

CPR where she would have her hands on my breasts and her lips on mine. Giving me life. Then she’ll be so happy I’m alive that she’ll kiss me. Then we’ll start making out in celebration. She’ll realize she’s in love with me and we’ll make love. Over and over and over…

I quickly averted my eyes and tried to regain control over my breathing and the throbbing down south.

I was failing miserably as per usual. This had been going on since I first saw Spencer Carlin, and I had hoped that it would fade. When that didn’t happen, I decided to see if dating a blonde male that shared DNA with her would help. I spent the first date wishing he was Spencer.