Pool Party

Finally, I made it to my senior year. Setting girls aside, I couldn't ask for much more. I was excited to start school again (don't worry, that only lasts for the first week of school), and I had a variety of friends that were fun to hang out with. Lone Peak had great sports teams for me to watch. The first week back from school I decided to attend the annual back-to-school pool party. For various reasons, I hadn't attended the previous two pool parties, so I didn't know what to expect. I'm not much of a swimmer, and I didn't know who would show up. I wasn't disappointed.

The party started out as any good party should. I had a hot dog or two, and then played football - guys against girls. I saw Jane and said hello, but I didn't talk to her much because she was with fellow soccer player Nate, and I decided to stay low for some reason. I don't know what happened next, but after a little while, I was sitting cross legged on the cool grass, facing Jane. Nate had gone off somewhere, and it was my first time alone with Jane in a few months. We talked about all sorts of things, but we mainly focused on college. Jane tried to sell me on some small college in Massachusetts named Williams, and I tell you, she did a better job of it then their marketing department could have.

Other than dancing, I think Jane and I connect most when discussing intellectual things. She is brilliant, and there's no doubt in my mind that she'll change the world some day. She seems to think I'm brilliant as well, and there's nothing I can say to dissuade her. Even though she might overestimate my intelligence, I am smart enough to discuss philosophy, or politics, or literature. And unlike many other people she might try to converse with, I pay rapt attention whenever she speaks. In part because I like her so much, and also because I don't get the chance to talk about that sort of stuff with almost anyone else.

It honestly seemed like we talked for hours, but I assume it was actually a little over half an hour. I was already on cloud nine - that's such a weird phrase - after this talk, and I figured our time chillin' would be done. However, as I walked out of the grimy locker room and out into the pool area, I saw Jane walking out as well. We then waded out into the pool for a while, and then over to the hot tub - which was ridiculously crowded. After that I kind of backed off. It was probably cowardice, but I rationalized it back then by saying I didn't want her to think I was following her around. Thus, I spent the rest of the night getting schooled in water basketball (which was actually more akin to water football) and kind of walked off without any real closure on the night.