Too Perfect

 

Chapter 3:  Rainy Days and Indoor Games

 

Everything was great until it started to cloud over around noon.  I felt a breeze sweep by me as I sat on the towel.  The wind was definitely picking up.  I glanced up at the sky amazed that the clouds had come in so fast, not too far away you could see that is was already raining. I began to hear rumbling in the distance.
   

“Hey guys,” I called out, most everyone turned to me. “I think we should head in it looks like rain.”
   

“I was just thinking the same thing,” Kevin said as I began to fold up the beach blanket.
   

We all hurriedly gathered our things and made our way inside.  No sooner had we gotten into the lodge the sky opened up and the rain came pouring down.
   

“Man, this sucks,” Nick commented as he watched the water pound the kitchen window.
   

We had all gathered in there for lunch.  As we chowed down on some sandwiches we pondered what to do for the rest of the day, seeing as though our usual afternoon game of basketball was out of the question.  Eventually we decided half of us were going to go for a Mario Kart tournament on Nick’s N64.  That kid couldn’t go a day without playing that thing.  And A.J. was going to lead a pool tournament in the game room.
   

I followed A.J., Kev and Anita to the pool table.  Nick always ended up whipping my butt in Mario Kart, so I opted for billiards.  After about and an hour or two it was down to A.J. and I for the reigning title as best pool player at the lodge.
   

“Jeez, those guys are loud in there,”  Kevin commented, referring to the heated competitions in racing in the other room.
   

“NICK!  There is no way you are actually allowed to do that!” I heard Brian holler.
   

“Why not?” came his angry reply.  “It ain’t against the rules!!”
   

“And how would you know that?!” Brian shot back.
   

“Because Aaron made me check one time,” Nick retorted.
   

I giggled and shook my head. Those two were impossible.  I sighed as A.J. sunk the lone eight ball into one of the corner pockets, winning the game.  Come to think of it, I never won in pool either.  A.J. was always the champ.  We made our way back to the living room where Nick had just finished beating Brian and was doing a little victory dance.
   

“Why does he always win?” Brian said looking up towards the ceiling.
   

“Because I got the skills and ‘da experience,” Nick said still dancing around.
   

“The only thing he’s experienced at is cheating,” I assured Brian as I sat down in his lap.
   

Nick not being able to come up with a comeback opted to stick out his tongue at me instead.
   

“Guys, look,” Howie said pointing at the window. “It’s stopped raining.”
   

“Well, that’s good,” Kevin’s voice drifted to us from the kitchen. “Because we are out of food.”
   

“Out of food?” Nick stopped dancing.
   

“That’s right, Nick,” Kevin said entering the room. “Glad to know that you understand English.”
   

Nick crossed his arms.
   

“Why is everyone making fun of me today?” he pouted.
   

“Ooh, my poor baby,” Anita said placing an arm around him.
   

“Your poor baby?” A.J. said arching an eyebrow.
   

“Well, someone has to take care of this helpless child,” Nick threw his hands up in the air and growled.
   

He sat down in a chair.  “I think I’ll just sit here and mope by my little old lonesome.”
   

Everyone laughed.  We all had a habit of picking on Nick, but we still loved him.
   

“Well someone is going to have to walk down to the General Store and pick up some stuff.  Since A.J. blew the engine on the van,” Kevin stated throwing him a look.
   

“I can take a hint, I’ll go,” A.J. grumbled.
   

“I’ll keep you company, baby,” Anita said planting a kiss on his cheek.
   

A.J. perked up.
   

“I’ll go too,” Brian offered.
   

“All right then, let’s blow this dump,” A.J. grabbed Anita’s hand and they made their way outside.
   

“Aren’t you going to keep me company?” Brian asked looking at me.
   

“It’s like over an hour walk there and then back.  Two whole hours,” I whined.
   

I wasn’t one for more physical exercise than necessary.
   

“Please?” Brian gave me his classic puppy dog face.
   

I shook my head.
   

“All right then,” he said. “You give me no choice.”
   

I was about to ask him what he meant when he grabbed me and slung me over his shoulder.
   

“Brian!!!” I squealed.  I could hear the others laughing as we exited the lodge. “Put me down!!!”
   

“Not yet, we must be a safe distance from the lodge,” he stated.
   

I sighed giving up.  At least I wouldn’t have to walk.

 

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