They went through the back gate. It was a scene right out of a movie. By the back door where the wooden deck led to the in ground pool, was a refreshment table. Pizza, coolers of cokes, and such.

     The wooden fence was lined with rainbow Christmas lights, and high schoolers were everywhere. A few freshmen hung by the steps of the pool, sophomores lounged around  either looking at boys or doing dare devil jumps off the diving board. Juniors were making out by the house, thankfully out of sight,  and Seniors were throwing a beach ball around in the water or playing chicken. May and Marina laughed as Trevor, the hot Junior he was, did a flip off the board, chickened out at the last second, and flopped into the pool. His black swim shorts dripped as he climbed out of the pool to get a drink.

    "Wow. This is awesome!" Said May. Marina nodded.

"Ooh, and there is Trevor!  Why don't you say hey little miss Sophomore?" Marina teased.

   "Come on Mar! He is like, two years older than me!"
    "No! He is 17! We are about to be 16 in two weeks. He is one year older!"

   "Right." May sighed. "Ok, I'll give it a -" but when she looked back at him, there  was a short, amazingly pretty Junior named Clare Thompson already talking to him. She laughed at something he said, touching his arm and flipping her red hair over her shoulder. She hasn't gotten in the pool at all, and didn't seem to want to. But she was sure interested in Trevor.

    May sighed. "Oh well. I'm going to go inside for a minute. Bathroom." She muttered, then left. Marina narrowed her eyes.

    "Oh no she didn't." She growled.