’ ‘Easy for you, I don’t swim.’ ‘Well, I’ll have to be pretty accurate, then, it’s not a very big island. Do you think we can be quiet e...ough?’ ‘I doubt it,’ she giggled, again, ‘but I’ll try.’ She smiled. ‘Just promise me, you won’t screw with my head. I want to be able to tell my grandkids about the time I flew to Lone Pine and fucked this crazy white boy. Okay?’ ‘Here,’ he said, handing her a pillow and blanket. ‘Those rocks are hard.’ He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her to his. Throughout it all Ava has hardly spoken a word. She's quiet, and frail, but hasn't complained or fought back against any direction, no matter how senseless it may seem. She's only barely a woman, and appears to be classically a princess visage; blond hair, wavy and long. Pale, fair, and soft skin, though by now broken in by its first hardships, and blue eyes, as weary as her slowed movements. She's hardly moved the hood of her face, so anything specific has been obscured, let alone disrobing. Now there was the leader of the group that would be Jayson, whatever Jayson said is what the group would do. He was the one that kept us together actually I was very thankful of that cause I was one not to make friends very easily. Well now me, the fifth member of the clan, my name is Marc, I was the kid who just made himself a part of the group. Made some good strong friends with these guys, and it made the summer the most memorable. It was Jayson’s plan to go on a fielding trip near Badgers. "You go shower, I'll be there in a moment." You don't have to instruct me." She didn't snap but she was frowning. "I'm not a child." I'm not instructing you. I need to make a couple phone calls before I go come up and I thought you might like a head start." I don't like being ordered around." Her bottom lip poked out. "It's not nice." Neither is pouting." I hugged her gently. "I don't give orders. I'm sorry if it sounded that way. Forgive me?" Maybe." But she was trying not to smile."I'll be up.