Who's That Girl?

Heather and Zack walk side by side through the dirt paths until they reach a dock off in the distance, "Here, let's go this way." she motions, waving the boy forward. They continue until they reach a pier which almost curves around the bay of the lake and farther back into a little gully in the corner. When they reach the end of the pier, they rest on the hand railings and look off into the distance, surrounding them are trees, brush and right in front of them is a section of the lake that is filled with weeds and lily pads at the shore but seems a little murkier and has some algae growing on the top, "Best place for fish! Nobody boats here, nobody swims here, nobody usually comes here." Heather turns to Zack and gives him a hearty smile.

"It's pretty awesome, Heather." Zack looks around, feeling completely out in the wild as he can't really see any other cabins, campgrounds or other scenes of society in his range, "If I wasn't standing here on a wooden pier I would think I was out on some random piece of land fishing in the wild."

"Yup!" Heather grins back, "That's why my dad always told me it was the best place." she shrugs, "To be honest, I don't fish much at all even though I visited it often as a kid when I grew up." she brushes a strand of hair behind her ear, "Truth be told, after my dad became so involved in his company, he had less time for vacations and soon after, we didn't come here as often." she continues on, "So even though I don't do much fishing, camping or hanging out in nature anymore, honestly, it still brings back great memories for me and I can't help but smile!" Heather looks at Zack and gives him a half grin, "I love this cabin, I love this place and I'm truly grateful to spend at least one more vacation here at it..."

"Heather..." Zack reaches down and grips her hand with his own, giving it a squeeze, "This place is amazing and I'm happy you brought us all here." He grins at her, "You have no idea how much it means to us, how much it means to me!" he gives another squeeze, "You and I haven't been the best of friends in high school, hell, we barely hung out at all until I started chillin' with Brandon, but come on." he shrugs, "You're fucking amazing, you're the most popular girl in school, you're the god damn cheer captain of the football team and Heather..." he starts, causing an eyebrow raise from the girl, "You're the one of the most beautiful women in our school, hands down." he gives informs.

"Zaaaaack..." Heather grumbles out as she turns away from the boy. At the same time her cheeks go a little flush which is unlike her. "Stop it..." she still can't look at him.

"But either way..." Zack looks around the area and he would definitely agree with the dark haired cheerleader, "Looks secluded enough, good call Heather." he smiles as he watches her set the tackle box down on the pier, "So, this is a special place for you and your dad?"

"Yup, the most special..." she begins, "We came here as kids all the time and many mornings I wanted to be with dad and those mornings he would always canoe across the lake, come to this campground and fish here, said it was the best place ever." she looks at his blue eyes, telling him her story.

"So this place truly means a lot to you, eh?" he suggests, "The best of the best, the most important?"

"The best of the best!" Heather repeats with a nod, "The most important!" she shakes her head three times, "And yes, you should feel special I"m showing you this magnificent spot! I guarantee we'll catch the biggest of the biggest fish!" she grins as she grips one of the poles from Zack's hand.

Zack grips the remaining pole in his grasp and bends over towards the tackle box, in it, he moves his fingers through the contents until he finds the perfect lure for the area, "Got it." he smiles as he picks up a pink and blue three legged lure, holding it in Heather's sight, "I bet I'll catch the biggest fish." he smiles.

"Oh?" Heather grins back at the boy, "Is that so?!" she kneels down, fiddling through the tackle box to pick out her own. Eventually she stands back up, holding a little silver orb that has two golden chains with gems at the end, "I bet I'll get the biggest fish!" she exclaims.

"Alright, Heather." Zack grins back at her, "So, you versus me!" he nods, "What's the wager?"

"How about..." Heather brings her finger up, rubbing her chin and thinking...

"Loser gets a kiss?" Zack winks, thinking no matter who loses, he can win this deal.

"Okay." Heather nods, smiling at the boy who immediately grins back at the gorgeous cheer captain, "Loser kisses the fish of the winner!" her tongue pokes out, smirking hard at the boy.

Zack couldn't help but laugh at the dark haired cheerleader. He never really saw her for who she was, such a confident, family oriented, easy going, care free, fun girl. It was something that he liked a lot and as the two of them continue their banter back and forth, he only grew more and more fond of her. "Okay, deal!" he nods at the girl, "Loser kisses the winner's fish!" he gives a toothy smile, "Although, Hey Heather?" Zack begins.

"Yeah, Zack?" Heather relaxes, bringing her pole down to her side as she looks into the blue eyes of the boy.

"Hope I get something super slimy!! Good luck!!!" he winks before he casts his pole into the waters, "You're going down!!!" he grips her wrist, holding her arm down and making sure she can't cast her pole.

"Zaaack!!!" she wails, shaking her arm for about five seconds before she can finally break the grasp, "That's not fair!!" she side steps a couple paces before concentrating, bringing the pole back behind her head and throwing it out across the lake, causing her fishing bobber and lure to splunk into the murky waters.

"May the best fisherman, or woman win!" Zack looks at Heather, happy as can be as he's having such a great time. "And may the loser kiss the winner's fish!"