Casey of the Cove

Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Chapter Eighteen ~ Close Encounters

Tweet Nick and Casey

Nick: Annual laser race on Friday. You in?
Casey: You need me? If so, YES!
Nick: Of course I need you. We win every year! You think I’d dump you now?
Casey: Thought maybe you’d ask Phoebe this year
Nick: What? You crazy? She can’t sail! I want to WIN!
Casey: lol. In that case, I’m definitely in. Zack and Phoebe can cheer us on.
Nick: You break the news to her.
Casey: What are you nuts? That’s your deal, buddy!
Nick: Ugh. Get ready for the aftermath.
Casey: Thanks for the warning.

Saturday, May 23, 2015

Chapter Seventeen ~ The Save: Twitter Me That

The local twitter site for Cranberry Cove erupted with photos that people took of the rescue. Jase was being hailed as a “hero lifeguard”. The pictures were great, especially the one of Jase in the throes of giving me “mouth to mouth”. I think I’ll have that one printed out and framed! Luckily, I didn't see any which revealed my bathing suit top around my neck instead of where it was supposed to be.

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Chapter Sixteen ~ Who's That Blonde?

My mouth was parched as I opened my eyes to view Phoebe napping soundly on the blanket sprawled out in front of me. I pulled my beach bag towards me and dug through to find my cell phone and glanced at the time. It was one o’clock and we’d been sleeping up here for almost two hours. My stomach was growling in protest, so I dug back into my bag to grab the pretzel rods and grapes I stashed there, along with my bottle of iced tea. While I nibbled and sipped, I let myself get lost in the scenery - the ocean waves filled with plenty of swimmers, the walkers and shell collectors carrying their finds in plastic buckets, and the boats far out in the water bobbing and drifting over the waves with fishing lines out in search of fluke. It was yet another perfect day at the beach, except for that display of the girl in the one-piece that was somehow nagging at me. I glanced over to where I saw her settling before my nap and noticed her chair was empty. I glanced over to the lifeguard stand. Only Jessica was up there. I then noticed that Jase was standing in front of the stand near the water’s edge with the orange lifesaving float in his hand. He was talking to someone. I moved to my left to get a better view. GASP! It’s her. He’s talking to her!

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Sunday, May 17, 2015

Chapter Fifteen ~ Friendly Comp

PHHHTTTT! The watermelon seed flew through the air and stuck perfectly on the side of the shed. PHHHHTTTT! A second seed followed, but hit the shed and fell into the white daisies below. “Yessss! That’s 16 to 2!” I shouted, the competitor in me showing itself once again while Phoebe mumbled some expletives under her breath and wiped her mouth with a swipe from the back of her hand...

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Chapter Fourteen ~ Ugh, boys!

Nick’s dad was taking Nick and Zack out for dinner that night, so Phoebe and I just hung inside at my house for the evening. She came over after she ate with her family, and parked herself in my room. Of course the conversation drifted immediately into what happened at the movie theater.

“I just don’t get what’s going on with Nick. One minute he acts like he likes me, and then I’m practically throwing myself at him to make him pay attention to me. Is he thick? Do I need to hit him over the head with a brick or something?” Phoebe was beside herself. She just couldn't figure this one out. Short of putting a neon sign on top of her head that says PHOEBE LOVES NICK, along with a few bottle rockets and roman candles shooting out from her ponytail, she was running out of ideas as to how to get him to loosen up with her. “And you, all you do is tell Zack you have a chill and he’s throwing his arm around you like he’s putting out a fire! Why does he get it, and Nick doesn’t?”

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Chapter Thirteen ~ At the Movies

The movie was hysterical, and I sat with Zack’s arm around my shoulder, sharing a popcorn and soda with one straw, enjoying the company of this hunk of a guy. Next to me, Phoebe was trying everything she could to get Nick to make a move on her, either to hold her hand or wrap his arm around her. With about 10 minutes left in the movie, poor Nick looked to finally have the courage to throw his arm around the back of Phoebe’s chair. She finally relaxed, and sunk down with a smile on her face. Zack and I finished our popcorn, giggled and whispered, and when the lights came up and the credits began to roll on the screen, I felt a tinge of sadness that this experience would now come to an end.

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Chapter Twelve ~ Rainy Day Monday

After a Sunday night of slinging ice cream at the Polar Palace, which was preceded with a day full of fun and frolic on Nick’s boat, the chilly Monday morning rain was actually a pleasant surprise. It gave me some time to just cuddle up in bed and rest my aching muscles, and allowed me to re-examine the battle scars from Saturday’s epic body-surfing session. The island was filling up with vacationers, and now with today’s rain, I imagined that the local movie theaters and stores would enjoy the vacationers’ wallets. It was all part of living in a tourist area - everyone wanted a piece of the action, and the weather played a huge role in who would benefit. On a sunny day, the local stores selling all types of beach attire and accessories would win out, but on a rainy day the local malls and movie theaters would be on the winning end. Rain usually cut down on the amount of visitors we would get at the Polar Palace, but it didn't matter to me right now, as it was my day off. All I wanted to do was relax.

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