trolledtimeline replied to your post: oooh lovely prompts!
Frisbee, lemonade, sweet tea, barbecues, shades. ♥
Your name is Dixie Strider, and this is the best picnic you've had in years.
This is your crew, Jane, Jake and Rich, and at the moment, you are hanging out at the pool at the computer camp you're all going to, and they've set up this whole barbeque thing. It would be better if the stuff was made by your Grammie, but no, this is perfect the way it is. Jane and Jake are playing Frisbee somewhere away from the pool, and you and Rich are lounging beneath some shaded chairs, drinking lemonade and sweet tea.
You can't help but sigh happily, closing your eyes, though of course Rich soon comes and climbs on top of you, ignoring your squawk of protest in order to wrap his gangly self around you. "Diiiixie pixie, give us a cuddle..."
"Rich, you idiot." Still, you can't help smiling affectionately down at this gangly, pale, freckly boy you've known only by letter for years. You play with his pale hair. "It's too hot for this." You make no move to shove him off of you.
"Fiiine," he says, and goes back to his chair, but not before dropping an ice cube down your front.
"Ack!" It's startling but you don't move the ice... it's going to melt in mere seconds, of course. "God, what are you, hyper?"
"Yyyyeeeeesssss," he says. "God, I can't wait for this Game to start. It's been awesome, but the more we learn here, the more I can't wait to try it out."
"Yeah, I know. It's like it was just...made for us, you know? Just us four." That was probably a stupid thought but it really did feel that way. Everyone kept to their own quartet, their own team. It was like having the best vacation in the world with her best friends.
"What was?" Jake had come up and you blushed as you realize he and Jane had sneaked up on them and you hadn't noticed.
"Oh, this place," Rich said. "Like it was just made for us."
Jake was grinning down at you. "Yep, made for us, definitely."
"Ugh, get a room you two," Jane said, punching Jake in the arm.
Jake just grins and scoops you up, carries you to the pool and jumps in with you. Somehow, he manages to keep hold of you. The water is a little bit of a shock but it's warm enough so that you're used to it pretty quickly.
"That sounds like a good idea for later, Dixie-belle. Finding a room, that is." He kisses your neck. "I mean, if you want to."
You can tell that you're blushing and your stomach feels full of butterflies. You put your arms around his neck. "I think I'd like that too."
Yeah. You're going to remember this day for the rest of your life.