#18 Lake House

A Chapter by Rhi

by Rhi. on Thu Jul 17, 2008 7:43 am

So after the cruise that go cut short because some ice burg hit the side and some big tragedy happened. . .we aren’t fully sure on the details, we were just told to get into a life vest immediately and to get into any lifeboat you see. . . so we did. . . and we were dropped off in New York and this huge crowd welcomed us! It was pretty cool. . . that’s when Christy came up with the idea that we should go to her family lake house! Its just down the road a bit! She said. But just down the road to us meant a few blocks. . . Christy meant a few hundred miles! so when we finally make it there we realize we don’t have the key. . . so because of my huge mystery background I pick the lock! And were in! Wahoo! So we race each other up stairs to pick bedrooms but I stay below cuz I really don’t care what room I end up in so I drop my stuff and see what is in the fridge. . .hu, a Doritos bag. . . I open it up and yup there are Doritos in the bag! That’s about when everyone comes back down stairs. . .

by christyboo on Thu Jul 17, 2008 7:51 am

Christy: I'm going jet skiing.
Damian: I'll go too.
George: Little kids and love.
Damian: We're not little kids! We are young adults.
Keith: Well then, go, you "young adults" *does the quote sign with is fingers*
Damian and Christy join hands and walk off.
Pagan: They are SO cute together!
Whimsey: It brings back many memories.
*Silence*
Ryan: Who's hungry???

by Rhi. on Thu Jul 17, 2008 8:42 am

Me- I am!!!
Keith- me 2!
Ryan- anyone else?
Round of no’s and not really’s
So Ryan starts looking through all the cupboards and the fridge/freezer and there isnt any food. . .except for the Doritos bag but we all know what happened last time. . . so we choose not to eat it.
Ryan- well who wants to go to the store?
Me- I’m up for it!
Keith- me 2.
Ryan- well anyone- wait is today- *gasp* I is!
Ryan runs over to the tv and starts rummaging round for the remote but soon gives up and uses the buttons on the TV and starts flipping channels manually. All the while he is talking to himself “com on please have the channel, please, please. . . YES!” this out burst makes half the room jump
Pagan- what in the world are you- the Celtics are on aren’t they?
Ryan- yup!
Pagan- ok, well because this thing means so much to you I will try and enjoy it w/ you.
Ryan- *takes his eyes off the TV just long enough to smile at pagan, but then its straight back to the tv*
Me- so ryan are you still-
Ryan- SHHHH!!!!! No talking!
Me- ok well I am hungry and I am going to go to the story sooo, *picks up a piece of paper* everyone write what you want to eat on this so I can be sure to get it
We pass around the paper and we do our best guess for what Christy and damian would want.
Me- ok anyone think of anything else just call me! And who is coming with me?(most of the guys have flocked to the tv and most of the girls have gone outside to look around)
Keith- I’ll go
Me- cool, anyone else? No? ok, bye we’ll be back in a bit!
So keith and I walk out the door and start down the path that we saw the supermarket from but I stop short
Me- how are we supost to carry all of this stuff?
Keith- hu, good point. . .maybe there is a bike in the garage.
So we rummage around in there for a while and finaly find one and luckly we found a tire pump too. So keith fills up the tires
Keith- (when he is done) here you go!
Me- what? I dont want to ride it!
Keith- its pink and purple and too small for the both of us you, get to ride it
Me- no I think you should ride it, it’ll be more amusing that way.
Keith- ha ha ha, no funny youre riding it
Me- over my dead body
Keith- whatever, fine *gets on bike and starts peddling but before he makes it lke 10 feet he falls* ow! This isn’t working! You get to ride it.
Me- so I can kill myself?!
Keith- *getting up* no we’ll find you a helmet! *goes backing garage* hey cool look what I found!
Me- a plank of wood w/ wheels?
Keith- nooooo! well yea I guess, but no, it is known as a skateboard! *underbreath*Awesome! Oh and heres your helmet! *tosses it to me(its bright green)*
Me- thanx. . . *under breath* not. . .
Keith- *Walking past me* I heard that, and remember its saftey first!
me- well where is your helmet?
keith-**** *he goes back into the garage and rumages around, and finds a bright pink one* here, ill trade you
me- nope noooo thank you, i'm good w/ the green!
keith- you better watch your back. . .
me-oooo so scared *keith then cuts right in front of me w/ the skateboard just as i'm pushing off* you know if i chrash, i crash into you so you would be the one who gets hurt. . .
keith- *acting as if he didnt hear me*
So we ride on our rickety rides to the store, when we get there I realize we didn’t have a bike lock
Me- Keith what should we do?! Someone could steal it!
Keith- *gives me a look then looks at the bike then looks back* yes, a little 5 year old is gong to see that pink and purple bike and is just going to have to have it.
Me- good point
So in the store we go. I tair the list in half and give Keith the bigger half and we split up. Eventually we get most everything that was on the list, and more. . .and we make our way back to the house, I’m lop sided because Keith thought it would be amusing to put the milk jugs on one side and the crackers and stuff on the other. He has the other liquids. . .(water juice. . .) he has a few close calls w/ the cement a few times, and I still haven’t figured out exactly how to brake on the bike yet so that cause a few hairs to raise on the back of my neck, while going down hill. . . but we finally make it back in about one piece. . . and we come bearing food! So now everyone will be happy, or so we think. . .

by teenangel on Thu Jul 17, 2008 9:07 am

that is so funny...there is no way I can join in now....can I be your official laugh-a-lot?

by pagan on Thu Jul 17, 2008 9:12 am

Yes you may teenangel.
Rhi and Keith enter the house to hear snoring. Pagan has fallen asleep and Ryan has carried her outside. He wants to hear his game. The two just look at her and carry everything into the house. They open the door of the fridge......

by christyboo on Thu Jul 17, 2008 9:28 am

Ok,so Christy and Damian are having a blast together, Pagan is sleeping outside, Ryan is watching the Celtics game, Rhi and Keith are emptying the grocery bags, Kerry and George are playing Scrabble, and Pattum, Paul, and Whimsey are all swimming.

by teenangel on Thu Jul 17, 2008 9:32 am

Kerry W wrote:Yes, terrify Rhi more... (let's have her die of drowning in the freezing ocean, having not gotten rescued, like in Titanic... lol. jk Rhi.)

Let's see. this consists of CT, Christy (D), Angel, Me, Rhi (K), Pagan, Pat (G), and Karen. (Tell me if I forgot anyone! Mind if I put any extra fictional boys in the story to even out the numbers?)

So later that night, after showering and dressing up nicely for dinner, the group met up out on the deck at 7 for dinner. They decided to go to La Piazza de Italiano, the somewhat fancy Italian (obviously) restaurant on the 2nd floor.

So when they had ordered their food, Damian got slightly bored and started drawing on his napkin. Christy and Angel soon followed suit. Pagan started to scold them, but George said to let them be, they're young and bored, after all, what else can they do?

Keith finally started talking to Rhi out of sheer boredom. "Rhi, do you have a dog?"

"No. But I do have a cat, Randy. My brother named it that, and I got to keep the cat when I moved out." Rhi answered. She started to turn back to the convo that she was holding with Pat.

"Did I mention you actually look really pretty tonight?" Keith asked, flashing a brilliant smile at Rhi.

Rhi melted. "No, than... Did you say actually? Like I don't look pretty the rest of the time?" Her emerald eyes flashed. (Rhi, you're a brunnette w/green eyes. let me know if you wanna change it.) She was wearing a deep green halter topped dress that came to just above her knees. It looked satiny and very pretty on Rhi. (I wish I had a picture of it but I don't)

Keith, recognizing the signs of trouble, rushed to reassure her. "No, that's not what I meant! I just don't see you in outfits like these very often... You usually have your hair up in a ponytail w/ a tee and shorts, that's all..."

"Oh." Mollified, Rhi turned back to Pat, and the two started talking about phones. Keith sighed. He had escaped disaster.

The dinner finally came, and when they had finished eating their meal, it was about 9pm. Damian, Christy, and Angel opted to go watch a DVD in Christy and Kerry's room. Everyone else decided to sit outside and talk a bit, then go down to the club around 10.

Keith and Rhi were just enjoying being under the stars with the gentle breeze, and just being with each other. Keith was standing behind Rhi, with her leaning back into him, which nearly overbalenced Keith a few times, making them laugh. After a while, they started naming constellations.

Pagan, Pat, George, Paul, and Karen were sitting around a table on the deck, talking about sports. surprisingly enough, Ryan wasn't in this conversation. He and Kerry were on the other side of the deck, just talking.

"Sometimes, I think we're just specks in this whole world when I look up at the nighttime sky. Do you?" Kerry asked when he came up behind her.

"Occasionally. It makes you see just how fragile you really are. That big giant place out there, and we can see no end." Ryan spoke in response to her question.

"Fragile indeed. Do you think you're fragile? I don't think I am." Kerry smiled, still looking out to the sea.

"No. I am a big strong hulking macho of a man!" Ryan said this in a rather deep voice, flexing his muscles and trying to look like a body builder, making Kerry laugh. (I know he's short - somewhere from 5'8-5'10 but he's 6'0 here!)

"Well, I'm considered tall, so I can't be fragile." Kerry stopped leaning on the railing and stood up straight, adding height to her 5'8 status by wearing heels, bringing her to 5'10. Ryan laughed.

"But you're still shorter than I am," he smirked.

"Wipe that smirk off your face and scooch down to your real height you dork." Kerry poked him in the stomach, making him go "Ow!" and get off his tiptoes, making him less imposing.

"I work out you know." Ryan told her. "I can bench 135." (Idk if that's impressive for guys or what. It is for a girl.)

"Really. Ryan, I do volleyball, tennis, soccer, and track. I also do marching band. Which means hours of excercise per day. Not weekly. I could actually beat my last boyfriend 1/2 the time, arm wrestling. and he was bigger than I was! Do you even want to know what we had to do for track workouts this past year? Don't even get me started on my club volleyball coach. She's brutal. I'd actually like you to go through one week of the workouts I have to do and tell me it's not hard. Plus, I can squat about 175. Way more than I weigh." She smiled beautifically (sp?) at Ryan.

"Then how are you not bulked up? if you have so much muscle, you couldn't not be bulked up and look like that in that dress." Ryan accused.

Kerry glared, then thought about that statement. "Did you just give me a strange compliment in that statement somewhere?" (I'm wearing a mostly blue dress, it's kind of like a babydoll one with a puffed bottom, it comes to mid-thigh on me. it has blue, green, and brown in it. I also have dark brown heels which make my legs look twice as long. and they already looked long before... So now I have freakishly long legs.)

"I think so. Probably."

"Ahh. It's not a matter of bulking up. I swear I went up like two jean sizes ever since I started doing all the ridiculous high school workouts. I actually don't know why I'm not bulked up. Just probably eating right and actually doing more distance running than I should be. But I am one of the strongest girls in the high school." She grinned.

Ryan looked at his watch. "it's already 10:15. Want to head down to the dance floor and strut our stuff? See who dances better?"

"Sure. Lead the way." Kerry smiled, a devilish twinkle in her hazel eyes.

George lead the group down to the club.

( If you really want to know, the seating order for dinner was this: One big table, rectangular w/ one person at each end. George is at one end. Pattum is to his right, then Rhi, Keith, Karen, Pagan, Paul is at the other end, and to his right is Ryan, Kerry, Angel, Damian, and Christy.)

In this one...who is angel?

by christyboo on Thu Jul 17, 2008 9:37 am

you! It was just sort of a nickname or an abbreviation

by teenangel on Thu Jul 17, 2008 9:39 am

cool...thanks...I actually prefer angel to teen or TA as some people on the Thunder Pub call me

by christyboo on Thu Jul 17, 2008 9:43 am

Ok angel, teen, or TA. LOL!!

by teenangel on Thu Jul 17, 2008 9:47 am

no...just angel please...closer to my real name

by christyboo on Thu Jul 17, 2008 10:00 am

what is your real name?

by Rhi. on Thu Jul 17, 2008 10:07 am

pagan wrote:Pagan has fallen asleep and Ryan has carried her outside. He wants to hear his game.

i was all ready to read a sweet romantic thing "he carried her into the bedroom. . ." something like that but no. he wated to hear the game! ilove it!!!!! *cracking up so hard right now!*

by christyboo on Thu Jul 17, 2008 10:08 am

I don't know what to write. Someone write something.

by teenangel on Thu Jul 17, 2008 10:20 am

you can guess my real name but I'm not going to admit anything..lol

So Damian and Christy are skiing and chatting...Damian reaches for Christy's hand and they hold hands for awhile...quite a feat I'm sure.
After awhile he flips her into the water and she pulls him with her. They swim around having a water fight then go back to shore and dry off.

Sorry that's not the best but I'll finish it later or someone can do it for me

by christyboo on Thu Jul 17, 2008 10:26 am

How come whimsey isn't on anymore? Neither is Kerry.

by Rhi. on Thu Jul 17, 2008 10:26 am

So we open the door of the- (we lol I guess it takes 2 people?) and the thing is full of Doritos bags,
Me- wow where did all of these come from?
Keith- hu, that weird. excuse me *I move aside and Keith grabs an armful of the chip bags and sets the mon the counter so I do the same and soon the fridge is empty again, then pagan walks in rubbing her eyes*
Pagan- thanx Ryan for putting me outside where all the bugs are!
Ryan- shhh! No. talking. No sounds!!!!! Only game!!! *pagan throws one of the Doritos bags at him*hey! This makes sound!!!!! *shush’s bag*
Me- he has gone mental
Keith- did you just notice?
Ryan- shut your mouths!
Keith- *whispering/mocking Ryan* shut your mouths!!!!! *smile*
Pagan- *shaking head* what can I help with?
Me- can you start putting the water bottles in the fridge?
Pagan- sure! How did you get all this stuff here? Did you carry it all?
Keith- nope, we found a bike and a skateboard,
Me- *to pagan* guess hat color his helmet was
Pagan- what color was- AH!
Keith/me- what’s wrong?!
Ryan- shush you’re mouths!!!!!
Pagan- there are cockroaches in the fridge!
Me- eww! That is SO discussing!
Keith- *opening a cupboard* hey look thers more!
Me- well I’m gonna go back to the store and get some bug spray. . . cuz that is just wrong
Pagan- I think I’ll go with you. . .
Me- you want the bike or skateboard?
keith- wait! dont leave me w/ the crazy shusher!!!!

by Rhi. on Thu Jul 17, 2008 10:28 am

they are probably at work or something. . .they seemtocome on more on the wekends

by christyboo on Thu Jul 17, 2008 10:32 am

OH, WRITE SOMETHING ROMANTIC ABOUT ME AND DAMIAN, BUT IT'S YOUR CHOICE

by Rhi. on Thu Jul 17, 2008 10:34 am

*sighs* hold on. . .

by Rhi. on Thu Jul 17, 2008 10:41 am

So Christy and damian go out on their jet ski’s and have a great time but then the get tired so they dock them on the beach and damian takes a blanket out of his water proof backpack and lays it on the sand and so they both lay on it and they start talking and soon they are both watching the waves roll by and then after a while damian puts his arm around Christy’s shoulders. . . and the sun begins to set. . .the jet ski’s are gone. . .

by Rhi. on Thu Jul 17, 2008 11:14 am

note that it is still daylight at the house. . . christy your story is a little ahead of the game. . .and yes the guys plan does involve your jet ski's. . .

So because we cant find a scooter or anything for pagan to ride, us girls walk and watch Keith try to do tricks on his skateboard. . . he hasn’t impressed us yet. . . luckily he is wearing a helmet. . . so when we finally make it to the store we go in search of some bug spray so we split up and I ‘m the one who finds it so I pay for it and wait for pagan and Keith to show up. Pagan shows up first, and then after 10min of waiting Keith doesn’t show up. . .
Pagan- where could he have gone?
Me- and what would he be doing?
Keith final shows up about 2 min later w/ a few more grocery bags
Me- what did you buy?! Let me rephrase that. What in the world did you buy this time that you didn’t get before?!
Keith- none of your business. . .
Me- well I’m glad cuz that means I don’t have to carry it!
Pagan- *whispers to me* I’m intrigued. . .
Me- me two. . .ok next time he falls, we’ll run over and grab the bags!
Pagan- ok!
So we stay closer to Keith than we did before which kinda freaks him out and he continues to make comments on how we are in his space/personal bubble, and everyone in a while he will speed ahead of us and attempt a trick, but he never falls. . . I guess the bags give him balance . . .so we finally get back to the house and the first think Keith does it run upstairs and stashes his booty(as in the treasure) in his room . . .(I still don’t know where I’m sleeping) and he then runs back down and finds Paul and they start whispering about something and every once in a while they will raise their head and look around to make sure no one is watching . . .
Me-I’m afraid to know what they are planning. . .
Pagan-me too, Ryan just got involved. . .and the game is still on. . .