Room for Improvement [Open]

[Jordan Scholl]

Jordan stood on the edge of the lake, shivering in his swim trunks. He hadn't even tried swimming yet and he was already not too sure how he felt about this whole thing. That water looked pretty chilly, and really, how was this supposed to help him make friends or get ahead in school?

"This is stupid,' he said, already turning around to go back to his cabin. "I don't know who said that it would be a good idea to go swimming, but they were dumb."

He looked around at all the mountains and forest around him. "At least the trip isn't a total waste," he said. It was very pretty, and he appreciated being outside the school and not just at home with family. "Though they could stand to have some better activities here."

He walked away from the water's edge. It would take someone practically throwing him in to get him in the water now.

[Yes. That's an invitation.]

[Fer Reyes]

"Come'on!" Fer quickly tackled Jordan off the small dock and into the water.

This retreat had been the most fun Fer had had since arriving in Hammel. He was in a cabin with five other, rather hot, boys his age, that already made it lots of fun, the fact that one other of his assigned cabin-mates was... a very curious boy made it all better. Still, sun, water, nature, fresh air and not a single academic responsibility? If only he could stay here forever... If only, he'd remove the mosquitoes and dis-allowance on alcohol and other drugs, and it'd be perfect.

"God, this water's great," He said as he resurfaced and brushed his hair away from his eyes. "isn't it, Jordy?"

Fer didn't quite remember where he knew Jordan's name from, either they had some class together or he knew it plainly because of the fact that he knew every, at least moderately, cute guy's names in Hammel, even if Jordan seemed a bit too young for him. Then again, Fer didn't believe in age barriers.

"Check this out." Fer placed his right hand behind his back and drew a badass-looking green water gun at Jordan, instantly shooting pressurized water at his face. "Pew! Pew! Pew!" He laughed as he continued shooting. "Ok, ok, this isn't fair, you take one." He took his left hand to behind his back and replicated another water gun, this one particularly small and lame-looking, which he then threw at Jordan. "Here!"