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i climb the steps and shut my bedroom door behind me .
i feel more confused now than ever about our relationship .
i did n't think it could get any weirder after that peep show i gave him , but somehow this candid glimpse of him makes things even more complicated .
i close my eyes and try to fall back to sleep , but when my alarm goes off at ten , i 'm still wide awake .
chapter nine the humidity is really starting to thicken by the middle of june , and it 's a wonder that i have n't taken advantage of our pool yet .
the only swimsuit i have is an old athletic one-piece , and i pull it on reluctantly in my bedroom .
my mom keeps asking me if i want to go shopping , but i have n't taken her up on it yet .
all her new clothes look wonderful but i think i 'd feel uncomfortable spending so much money on myself .
i head down the hallway and almost bump into nate as he leaves his bedroom .
i reflexively cross my hands over my chest , even though i know he 's seen me in less .
`` hey , '' i say .
`` hey , '' he replies .
it 's the same conversation we 've had ever since i saw him in the kitchen that morning .
we quickly slipped into polite , but formal , interactions with each other afterward .
if i had to choose between this and the mind games we started out with , i might choose the mind games .
the doorbell rings and i start to move past him to answer it .
`` it 's ok i 'll get it .
it 's my friend jackson . ''
he walks down the hallway toward the stairs .
i follow after him , and turn toward the backyard once we 're in the foyer .
i hear his friend walk in just as i exit the french doors .
there 's a chest set against the house with the outdoor towels in it , so i grab one and set it on a chair .
the area around the pool it is paved with light stones before it turns into grass , and lounge chairs and a table with an umbrella are carefully set around it .
i turn to the pool and step gingerly onto the first step in the shallow end .
it 's nice-warm , but still refreshing in the hot summer day .
i step down the rest of the way until the water circles around my stomach , and then dive forward .
i swim to the other end , where the water gets darker and deeper , then push off and glide onto my back .
i open my eyes as i push the water past me with my hands and look up toward the house rising against the sun on my left .
a flash of movement in the second floor window grabs my attention .
there 's a figure moving there , pulling a curtain aside .
at first i think it 's nate-it 's his room , i think-but then i catch a glimpse of blonde hair .
must be his friend jackson .
i turn onto my stomach and dive back under the water .
i want nate to be the one watching me .
i was never much into sports , but i 've always wondered if i 'd be any good at them .
i push harder for the last couple laps and finally pull my head up at the shallow end , gasping for breath .
i take the steps back out of the pool and walk around to my towel and dry off my hair , then drape it onto the chair and lay down on it .
i can feel the suit clinging to my torso , and water sitting in my belly button .
i hear the door to the house open behind me and shield my eyes from the sun as i turn around to see who it is .
jackson bounds out of the door , his face spread in a genial grin .
`` hey , you must be brynn .
i 'm jackson , one of nate 's oldest friends . ''
`` nice to meet you , '' i say as we shake hands .
i notice nate lagging behind , standing just outside the door and looking reluctant to put another foot toward the pool .
`` come on , man , let 's get in .
i 've been dreaming about this pool for days . ''
`` we should n't bother her , she likes to be alone , '' nate says reluctantly .
jackson pulls off his shirt , and i look down at my interlaced fingers in my lap .
he 's got a great body .
maybe not as good as nate 's , but whose is ?
jackson kicks off his flip-flops and jumps in , his splash narrowly missing me .
nate slowly walks toward the chair furthest from me , and takes off his shirt .
i watch his back muscles tense as he lifts it off his head .
`` nate and i grew up playing lacrosse together , '' jackson says , swimming to the edge of the pool and leaning his elbows onto the deck in front of me .
`` hm ?
oh , '' i reply , as nate dives in the deep end .
`` so you guys go to school together ? ''
`` yup .
uva-i mean , of course you knew that . ''
`` which sorority are you in ? ''
he asks , pushing his wet hair out of his eyes .
`` i 'm not .
it 's expensive , and i 'm already pretty busy with work .
um , where do you go ? ''
nate pops up next to jackson .
they make quite a pair , nate with his dark eyes and jackson with his light blonde locks .
`` you wan na get some food now ? ''
nate asks .
`` dude we just got here .
besides , you 're not supposed to eat for thirty minutes after you swim . ''
`` before , '' nate and i both chime in .
we glance at each other as he continues .
`` you 're not supposed to eat for thirty minutes before .
why would n't it be ok to eat after you swim ? ''
`` i dunno , '' jackson replies , flashing me a blindingly white smile .
`` just thought that was the rule . ''
i find myself smiling back at him .
he has a boyish charm that 's infectious .
`` i 'm pretty sure that 's a myth adults made up so they 'd have time to eat their own lunch without the kids swimming unsupervised . ''
i smile .
`` ah that makes more sense .
you grow up around here ? ''
he asks me .
`` yeah , on the eastern shore . ''
`` oh , sweet .
my family has a vacation house there .
i love going out there .
sailing in the bay and everything .
you go sailing a lot ? ''
`` um , not really , '' i reply .
nate kicks off the wall and begins to swim back and forth behind jackson .
i guess he 's decided not to take it easy on his injured shoulder .
`` we should go some time .
maybe not with him , '' he replies , nodding behind him .
`` too competitive . ''
`` he is , is n't he ? ''
it feels nice to be able to talk about nate with someone who knows him .
and who will gossip .
`` was he always like that ? ''
`` oh man , always .

i climb the steps and shut my bedroom door behind me .

i feel more confused now than ever about our relationship .

i did n't think it could get any weirder after that peep show i gave him , but somehow this candid glimpse of him makes things even more complicated .

i close my eyes and try to fall back to sleep , but when my alarm goes off at ten , i 'm still wide awake .

chapter nine the humidity is really starting to thicken by the middle of june , and it 's a wonder that i have n't taken advantage of our pool yet .

the only swimsuit i have is an old athletic one-piece , and i pull it on reluctantly in my bedroom .

my mom keeps asking me if i want to go shopping , but i have n't taken her up on it yet .

all her new clothes look wonderful but i think i 'd feel uncomfortable spending so much money on myself .

i head down the hallway and almost bump into nate as he leaves his bedroom .

i reflexively cross my hands over my chest , even though i know he 's seen me in less .

`` hey , '' i say .

`` hey , '' he replies .

it 's the same conversation we 've had ever since i saw him in the kitchen that morning .

we quickly slipped into polite , but formal , interactions with each other afterward .

if i had to choose between this and the mind games we started out with , i might choose the mind games .

the doorbell rings and i start to move past him to answer it .

`` it 's ok i 'll get it .

it 's my friend jackson . ''

he walks down the hallway toward the stairs .

i follow after him , and turn toward the backyard once we 're in the foyer .

i hear his friend walk in just as i exit the french doors .

there 's a chest set against the house with the outdoor towels in it , so i grab one and set it on a chair .

the area around the pool it is paved with light stones before it turns into grass , and lounge chairs and a table with an umbrella are carefully set around it .

i turn to the pool and step gingerly onto the first step in the shallow end .

it 's nice-warm , but still refreshing in the hot summer day .

i step down the rest of the way until the water circles around my stomach , and then dive forward .

i swim to the other end , where the water gets darker and deeper , then push off and glide onto my back .

i open my eyes as i push the water past me with my hands and look up toward the house rising against the sun on my left .

a flash of movement in the second floor window grabs my attention .

there 's a figure moving there , pulling a curtain aside .

at first i think it 's nate-it 's his room , i think-but then i catch a glimpse of blonde hair .

must be his friend jackson .

i turn onto my stomach and dive back under the water .

i want nate to be the one watching me .

i was never much into sports , but i 've always wondered if i 'd be any good at them .

i push harder for the last couple laps and finally pull my head up at the shallow end , gasping for breath .

i take the steps back out of the pool and walk around to my towel and dry off my hair , then drape it onto the chair and lay down on it .

i can feel the suit clinging to my torso , and water sitting in my belly button .

i hear the door to the house open behind me and shield my eyes from the sun as i turn around to see who it is .

jackson bounds out of the door , his face spread in a genial grin .

`` hey , you must be brynn .

i 'm jackson , one of nate 's oldest friends . ''

`` nice to meet you , '' i say as we shake hands .

i notice nate lagging behind , standing just outside the door and looking reluctant to put another foot toward the pool .

`` come on , man , let 's get in .

i 've been dreaming about this pool for days . ''

`` we should n't bother her , she likes to be alone , '' nate says reluctantly .

jackson pulls off his shirt , and i look down at my interlaced fingers in my lap .

he 's got a great body .

maybe not as good as nate 's , but whose is ?

jackson kicks off his flip-flops and jumps in , his splash narrowly missing me .

nate slowly walks toward the chair furthest from me , and takes off his shirt .

i watch his back muscles tense as he lifts it off his head .

`` nate and i grew up playing lacrosse together , '' jackson says , swimming to the edge of the pool and leaning his elbows onto the deck in front of me .

`` hm ?

oh , '' i reply , as nate dives in the deep end .

`` so you guys go to school together ? ''

`` yup .

uva-i mean , of course you knew that . ''

`` which sorority are you in ? ''

he asks , pushing his wet hair out of his eyes .

`` i 'm not .

it 's expensive , and i 'm already pretty busy with work .

um , where do you go ? ''

nate pops up next to jackson .

they make quite a pair , nate with his dark eyes and jackson with his light blonde locks .

`` you wan na get some food now ? ''

nate asks .

`` dude we just got here .

besides , you 're not supposed to eat for thirty minutes after you swim . ''

`` before , '' nate and i both chime in .

we glance at each other as he continues .

`` you 're not supposed to eat for thirty minutes before .

why would n't it be ok to eat after you swim ? ''

`` i dunno , '' jackson replies , flashing me a blindingly white smile .

`` just thought that was the rule . ''

i find myself smiling back at him .

he has a boyish charm that 's infectious .

`` i 'm pretty sure that 's a myth adults made up so they 'd have time to eat their own lunch without the kids swimming unsupervised . ''

i smile .

`` ah that makes more sense .

you grow up around here ? ''

he asks me .

`` yeah , on the eastern shore . ''

`` oh , sweet .

my family has a vacation house there .

i love going out there .

sailing in the bay and everything .

you go sailing a lot ? ''

`` um , not really , '' i reply .

nate kicks off the wall and begins to swim back and forth behind jackson .

i guess he 's decided not to take it easy on his injured shoulder .

`` we should go some time .

maybe not with him , '' he replies , nodding behind him .

`` too competitive . ''

`` he is , is n't he ? ''

it feels nice to be able to talk about nate with someone who knows him .

and who will gossip .

`` was he always like that ? ''

`` oh man , always .