The Lake, Chapter 2

Chapter 2
James arrives about 5 min later and I hear him walk down to the beach. He sits right next to me and pulls me into his lap. With his right arm around me. I feel secure, like nothing is going wrong. But I feel a senses of he is hiding something. But I don’t bother to question at this moment , I feel like nothing can better than this. I’m still laying in his lap. After a while he takes off his sweatshirt and lets me put it on. He’s playing with my hair, twisting it in his figure. I love him so much right now. I feel so safe in his arms, like there is nothing going on. I feel like I’m in bed and I’m wrap in my blankets and I can’t get up because I’m to warm.
“What do you think of me?” James ask.
“What do you mean?” I reply.
“Just what do you think of me in general.”
I just look up at the stars, I never notice the way they look at night before.
“Well I know you sweet and kind. And you are super handsome. And I know you never do anything to hurt me because I trust you.”
There’s a weird look on his face, he sallow’s hard. I get up and sit on my butt with one hand in the stand.
“Is there something you should tell me?” He pauses for a second. “James?
“No there isn’t, why would you ask.”
"Because you seem like you hiding something. Are you?"
"No."
"Don't lie!"
"I'm not."
"Okay, I believe you." I have a smile on my face, so does James. I lay on his abs again. I feel like this is what a relationship is suppose to be. We talk for a little bit, about how his basketball is going, and how he wants to play for Duke and I talk about how my volleyball is going and I want to play for UCLA or Penn State even though I'm not good enough. And if I go to ULCA because I want to, we will be on the other side of the country but right now that's the last thing I want to think about. Were both are laying in the sand and his arm is wrapped around my back and my head in on his shoulder and one hand on his chest. We are both looking up at the sky. I see a shooting star and point it out.
"What do you wish for?" James ask.
"Well if I tell you then it wont come true."
"Yah but you can tell me."
"Well I wished for that everything will be perfect at the end of the school year."
"What about you?"
He has a paused look at his face. And lets out a breath. He looks at me and smiles saying ,
"I hope for the same."
He leans down and kisses me. I feel a huge buzz in my body, like a adrenalin rush when I'm on a coaster. I have a great feeling this year will have a good ending to it.