Bad Luck in Love!
Bad Luck in Love!She moved into the house across the street when I was fifteen. She was fourteen. I was dumb struck. I had never seen a girl like Lilly before, and probably never will again. I had to have her. I fell in love from the first moment I saw her. My father returned from work at his usual time of 5:30 in the afternoon.I ran out to tell him we had new neighbors. He told me he already knew that. He said he had met Mr. Smith on Saturday when I was camping out. He asked if I had met the daughter yet. I told him I hadn't met her. I had just seen her from across the street. Dad smiled a knowing smile. You know how fathers can be. He didn't tell me till later that he had invited the Smith family over for a cook out that night. Thank God. I would have gotten so nervous thinking about what to say to her. They came over about 7:30 that night. We all met them at the door. Mr. Smith was a small guy, kinda thin with a funny little mustache. Mrs. Smith was different. I guess she looked pretty good for her age. There was something odd, different about Mrs. Smith that hit me strange. I couldn't put my finger on what it was. Jennifer, that's what her name was, standing behind her mother looking bored. They told her to say hi to me, and that is about all she did. She acted very indifferent toward me. Oh, Well. At least I can watch her all night. My mother suggested I take Jenny out to the pool for a swim before dinner. Damn mom, you're all right after all! I ran up to my room to change into my trunks. Jenny went out and waited by the pool. I came running out to the deck and she was standing there waiting on me. She had worn her suit under her summer dress she had on. I stood there looking as she slowly raised the dress up over her head. She was wearing a bright white, very small bikini. I had to leave right away. I told her I forgot something up in my room. You know how it is, she had an instant affect on me. I had to get out of there before she noticed. It's a good thing there was some ice left in the glass I was drinking tea from earlier, that did the trick. When I returned to the pool she was already in, thank god, so I couldn't see her. When she asked what I had forgotten, I didn't know what she meant for a second, then just told her, "Oh, nothing." She just gave me a knowing smile. We swam for a while. I tried to show off doing flips from the diving board. Jenny wasn't very impressed. My mother called us in the house. The barbecue would be...
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