Slamming the door shut, I sloshed up the driveway. Leaving trails of water behind me. What a way to start summer. Complications and lake-soaked outfit. I opened the front door. Before entering the house, I wringed my hair and romper. Water dripped on the mat, making a darker wet spot in the center.
I dashed upstairs and hopped into the shower. Stripping my clothes off, I took a whiff and gagged. I smell like fish and dirt. The shower turned on after a turn of a knob and hot water enveloped me. I grabbed a loofah and bottle of Dove and started scrubbing the lake water out.
My intense scrubbing slowed down after thinking about the three words Jake had confessed at the park. Does he really love me? It's impossible, I'm not that special. Tears stung my eyes as I let sadness take over me. I h
