Day Two

Monday Morning: 9:30 AM

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The birds chirped outside as the sun slowly made his return, working hard to stay shining despite the spread of white clouds in the sky.

It appeared to be another perfect summer’s day with the temperature set to increase from Sunday’s comfortable warmth. The water on the lake was a thing of beauty, it was already warm enough to start enjoying it for it’s worth.

Despite all of that, the ten high school friends all either remained in bed or sat half awake in the kitchen area, looking for something to eat. Tamika was one of those people, searching through the cupboard, looking for a particular type of cereal.

“What’s for breakfast?” Abbey said, as she entered the kitchen in a tight black bike shorts and a light green sports bra.

“Nothing. Derek is so unorganised, we’ve barely got anything,” Tamika replied, shutting the cupboard, looking disappointed.

Derek didn’t wake up until 10 that morning, strolling into the kitchen area around half an hour after that. He was topless, his broad body on show, Derek knew what he was doing.

As the alpha male of the house, he tried to prove it at every chance he was given. This was a pure example of it, made clear by the cocky and confident stroll inside that he had also perfected over time, “Anyone checked out the lake yet? Looks very good out there,” he said, grabbing some milk from the fridge.

“Nope. But you’re not using the lake until you go out and buy some food, there’s like nothing here,” Tamika told him while sitting at the kitchen table, still very hungry.

“There’s bread there, make yourself some toast,” Derek said, shrugging off the request.

“Not everyone wants toast, I want something with a bit more nutrition please,” Tamika replied.

The group all had her support, they backed her up, wanting more options for something to eat. It **** Derek to suck it up, go out and do the morning groceries. He agreed to do so but not alone, telling Tamika that she would have to come along too if she was to get the food she wanted.

As he left the kitchen, looking to find a t-shirt to wear to the shops, he was stopped going down the hallway.

“Derek my man, didn’t happen to see Jess anywhere around here, did you?” Wally asked, still curious about her whereabouts.

Stopping midway down the hallway, Derek’s face dropped. All he could think about was the fact that this punk was one of the reasons why he didn’t get laid last night.

He turned around aggressively and grabbed Wally by the front of his top, “Stop looking for her.”

Wally’s face looked like he had seen a ghost, he’d been constantly pushing Derek and he had finally gone one step too far.

“If any one of those girls complains about you just one more time, I’ll kick you out of here for good,” he warned him.

Not getting a response from the shocked boy, Derek squeezed his top a bit tighter, “Got it?!” he said again.

Wally nodded quickly, not wanting things to turn violent. Right after this, Derek let go of his t shirt, looking around to see if anyone in the kitchen had heard or seen them. Once the coast was clear, he took off down the hall again, his mood taking an early hit for the day.