"Kit, this is Tina Kennard," she motion towards me and I stood to shake her hand.

"Nice to meet you," I said and she smiled.

"Southern accent, east coast," she asked, and I shook my head, "I’d have to say The Carolinas? Georgia or Virginina?"

"Yeah," I smiled, "I just moved from Virginia, but I was born in Chapel Hill, North Carolina."

"Amazing, I spent most of my childhood in Boston. My baby sis just moved back from there a few months ago. She just graduated from Harvard."

"Wow, what an achievement."

"I am one proud sister."

"Speaking of, has she said anything about her pool? I sent her a text but I’m sure she was too busy to text back."

"She left me a key to her house earlier this morning. She new you’d want to go by."

"Fucking awesome," Shane exclaimed to which Kit scowled.

"Shane, language," Kit said and Shane blushed. She mumbled an apology and Kit left.

"Oh, She’ll be home from work at about five, so don’t screw around and make a mess," Kit called to us.

"Of course not ma’am," Shane hollered back and smiled.

We finished our coffees and we went over to the bus stop and waited for the bus to arrive. I took this opportunity to call my mom and let her know where I was.

"Hey mom."

"Sweetheart, how was school?"

"It was awesome. I’ll tell you about it later. I just wanted to let you know I met some friends and we’re gonna go swimming."

"Um, ok," she said a little skeptical.

"I’ll be fine don’t worry. My friends live in the same neighborhood as us."

"Well, ok, call me if you need me to pick you up," her voice still full of worry. I hung up as the bus got to our stop and then it dawned on me, I don’t have a bathing suit.

"Wait, I don’t have a bathing suit!"

"That’s ok, we’re gonna stop by my house real quick, you can borrow one from me," Shane said.

We hurried to her house and I borrowed some of her clothes and then we walked two streets over to a soft blue colored house. It had seven steps leading up to the front door, Shane slipped the key in and unlocked the door. We walked in to a beautifully decorated home. To the left a small office where I could see an iMac on a beautiful cherry wood desk. Her office walls covered with shelves that were filled with books. On the right was a living room, with a flat screen tv and a couch and love seat. We walked passed a hall on the left and on the right, was a formal dining area, a wall seperating it from the living room. Walking through the whole house, I couldn’t help but be in awe as I see many of the walls are covered in art. Paintings and photographs adorn every empty space. As we reach the kitchen, is on the left and there’s a little breakfast nook on the right. We head for the french doors just off the breakfast nook and as soon as Shane opens them, I gasp.