“I can’t go in unless someone stays by me, and I can’t swim that well so I’d need to stay more in the shallow end. Riley! Sex “Odd number?” Jon questioned, looking at yet another guy in the group. I got a high five every time we scored a point (even if I didn’t contribute) and a huge, crushing bear hug after the games we won. During the walk home, I was freezing but sufficiently happy. He was still so close to me. They went every Tuesday during the summer months for a bit of a two-on-two sand volleyball tournament. “I can’t believe you actually killed me like that.” I accused, a playful tone in my voice. “I see eight.”
“Come on, man. “Now get up, and let’s play!” Riley didn’t baby me. It was their volleyball day. “You were being stubborn; I had no other choice.” My back was to him as we both laughed, knowing how ridiculous his excuse was. They dunked and splashed each other while their laughs echoed off the water and nearby trees. Riley! I’m so excited for you! Forget her”
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“I keep thinking about life after high school, Holly, and I’m just not sure.
