His hand stopped on a paddle. He picked up the paddle and turned it over in his hands, as if deep in thought of how he wanted to use it. He set the pa...dle back down, and turned to the girls once more. He walked over to the girl on the end, her dark brown hair piled up on top of her head, a few small curls loosely lying against her head. He placed his hand gently on the back of her bare neck, pushing his fingers through her hair he gripped tightly and titled her head back, and then pulled her up. Thankfully, she had stopped laughing andresumed on her art project, facing the vase with a snotty grin, seeminglybored of Gwen's social posturing."No, I wasn't trying to-" Chuckie said, as he sheepishly put his headdown- his face becoming even redder than his hair."Let me see that," Gwen said as she reached her arm across Mikaela toswipe the expensive iPod that his parents had bought for him."No! Don't, I need that!" He protested, while kicking over his stool andrunning up to Gwen- his outburst. "That's after we ate each other." Didn't you get any sleep?" Not much, but it was well worth it." No regrets?" Jenny asked."No, not one. I can't wait until we recover," I said and then Jenny, and I laughed."We are going to have a blast on the island. There are a million places to be alone," Jenny said."What's wrong with our rooms?" Nothing, but wait until you do it outside. It's the bomb!" What about getting caught?" The chance of someone seeing you is what makes it so much fun." You're a. ”“Okay then bro’, but if you need anything when I’m there, just ask.”“Thanks Sis, I appreciate that.”“No problem. Listen,” she said quickly, “it’s late so I guess I should spend the night. Is that okay with you?”“Yup, it sure is,” I answered, “We’ll flip a coin for the couch.”“Yeah, okay. So, I’ll be there in an hour or so.”“I’ll be here Pam. I love you, Sis.”“I love you too Markie.” She hung up and I held the receiver to my chest for a second before setting it back in the cradle. I managed a.