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said and then flirtatiously shoved the shorter guy’s shoulder.
    Now this guy looks like your typical football player. You know, stocky and a little beefy with “boy next door” good looks, which I’m finding doesn’t really do it for me either. But that’s cool because I think he might be going out with Melissa. I say that because he picked her up, threw her over his shoulder and gave her butt a playful little smack before setting her down again and all she did was laugh.
    “Kate, introduce us,” the non-spanker said as he flashed me a grin and then firmly tugged on a lock of my hair. Seriously, what are we? Kindergarteners? I mean really, I imagine that’s what a five-year-old caveman would do instead of hitting a girl over the head with a club. Besides, it kinda hurt.
    “Oh…yeah…Camie, this is Zack…and that’s, uhh, Keith,” she said with some distraction as she absentmindedly indicated Zack to be the juvenile Neanderthal and Keith as the spanker.
    I was about to issue a greeting to Thing One and Thing Two, and yes, I know calling them that isn’t nice, but even though Melissa seems to really like Thing Two and Thing One is super cute and I know he was flirting with me, something about him especially kind of rubbed me the wrong way. Maybe it’s because he just moved in front of me, cutting off my view of Tristan, or maybe it’s because I’m getting the sneaking suspicion that Tristan didn’t come over to talk to us because of these guys. Last I saw, he was still keeping tabs on us but both his facial expression and body language had been screaming “DANGER: Violent Outburst Imminent.” Regardless, like I was saying, I was about to issue a greeting to Thing One and Thing Two but right when I opened my mouth to say a version of hello, both Kate and I were given a bone crunching hug from behind. Can you guess by who?
    Can you? Can you?
    Hooray! Three cheers for my favorite douchebag, “Dear Jeff!” I say this because cave-boy doesn’t seem to care for Jeff very much. He gave Jeff, whose eyes are a little red, a dirty look and then he stomped off towards the locker room. I risked a quick glance over at Tristan and was rewarded by seeing he was no longer pissed, but doubled over in laughter. When I looked next to me again, I was totally shocked because Jeff had Kate pressed against the pool’s chain link fence and they were in a full-on lip-lock.
    Although she was alternating between hitting his back and pushing against him in trying to get him to stop kissing her, I’m guessing I can throw my earlier theory about the two of them being related out the window. Remember that semi-formed idea I had in English? Well, Jeff has a different last name than Kate, but he has the exact same shade of emerald green eyes as her, both of them are on the tall side, and aside from his short, almost black hair and being a lot tanner than Kate, they look an awful lot alike so I was thinking they might’ve been half-siblings or something. After all, Tristan and Paul look less alike than Kate and Jeff and then throw in how condemnatory she was acting in English…well; you can see where I came up with it.
    Anyhoo, when Jeff finally relented and pulled away, I thought Kate was gonna lose it but she was laughing instead. Jeez…the mating rituals of teenagers are really quite a confusing concept to grasp.
    “You’re such an ass!” She muttered and finally shoved him away from her with force.
    “You know you want me,” Jeff teased with a grin, moving close to her again like he was daring her to deny it.
    Which she did, just not with much conviction. “Uh, not.”
    “Love you too, Katy Baby!” Jeff then planted a swift kiss on her cheek, gave me a big smile that I think meant something but I’ve no idea what, and then he jogged over to Tristan.
    Thus began what I’m gonna think of as the Varsity round of showing off…
    When Jeff caught up to Tristan, he elbowed him in the ribs. Tristan then went to punch and/or