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Melanie was making an attempt to do a graceful dive into the pool off the high dive. All of her diving lessons had paid off, except for the fact that she was still afraid of heights. She just usually learned to ignore the churning in the pit of her stomach, the adrenaline rush of the dive was worth it.

However, at the very moment where she would have gone off the springboard she saw Jeremy manage a grand belly flop into the pool off the low dive and didn't have time to make a proper jump because his stupidity always managed to make her laugh and throw her off. Instead of doing an eyepleasing swan dive she had to just jump in feet first. It was times like these she thanked God she wasn't too girly to wear a one piece bathing suit, otherwise she might have winded up topless.

Jeremy somehow always managed to make her laugh. Even when he pissed her off. For once she was pissed off because he made her laugh. And she could swear that John caught her glance and she nervously turned away and headed over to swim laps in the designated part of the pool, away from her embarassing younger sibling.

((A little late starting. Sorry! >.<))

It was getting on in the afternoon when Griffin trudged out of the rec room doors in his navy trunks. Ah, what do they know, he thought darkly as he plopped down in a chair beside the pool. He briefly rewound the last few minutes of "conversation" he'd shared with the thugs in the pool's locker room. "Stupid half-wits..." he murmured as he stared at the mania insuing in the crystal clear water. He surveyed the length of the pool's massive courtyard. He silently admired the figures of the various femals in and out of the pool. Why can't I...nevermind, he told himself. How could he even ponder the prospect of talking comfortably to a girl like that? It was absurd in his mind. You're not dating material, he reminded himself. He leaned against the plastic back of the chair and closed his eyes to slits. The sun was intense, but he liked it that way.

Griffin watched as a girl first stared into the pool's glassy depths and then plunged in. If he remembered correctly, the girl's name was Dru. Odd name... he thought judgingly. But still nice, argued the romantic of his conscience's two sides. He watched as she dipped her head under the water and came back up. She was smiling. In fact, most everyone in the pool was. What was it with that cold, blue chlorination that calmed their nerves?

It was tempting. She was tempting. The look she shot him seemed to beckon to him. He couldn't understand it. Go in! his head shouted. I can't! It...I...just can't, he argued back. Yet, with all his attempts to silence himself, he felt himself drug harder and harder toward the pool. Something gave way. Before he could analyze reasoning, he lurched forward and dove in a few feet from the girl, spraying her with a small wake.

Dru gasped as the cold water hit her face...again! But it certainly removed her from her thoughts. She looked into the water to see who had almost killed himself.
"Hey, this is the shallow end."She said to the boy when he came up. She giggled slightly but stopped herself quickly to not add to his embarrasment.

Griffin came up slowly, rubbing his head. As he raised his eyes, he found them locked on those of the girl he'd implusively dove towards. "I.. umm.. jeez... I'm... My bad," he finally got out. He felt his cheeks flush, even against the cold droplets of water on his face. He started to introduce himself, stopped, forced the voices in his head to silence, and stammered "I'm Griffin... You sit in front of me in Chemistry." The words came automatically. He didn't even feel them leave his throat as he usually did. What are you doing? he asked himself. We've been through this... You don't let yourself--" He silenced the voice and focused on Dru's face, which shimmered slightly from the collection of water droplets.

((Random NPC woo. >.>; Honestly? She's not exactly the monogamous type anyway. biggrin ))

Anicia growled in annoyance and flipped whoever-it-was the bird before grabbing her towel. She furiously rubbed at her hair to dry it, and was standing up and stalking toward the girls locker room before long, towel draped over her shoulders.

"I've had enough of this s**t for one day," she muttered, just before ducking into the shower stall to rinse the chlorine off.