“What?” I ask when he keeps staring at me with a goofy grin on his face.

“Best date ever. Best night ever.”

After Tanner leaves, I take a scalding hot shower. I hum as I wash my hair and then my body. I’m in awe of last night and today and how normal it all feels. No, normal isn’t even the right word. It feels perfect. We’re still us, but in this new fun, very naked way. Everything changed and nothing.

I don’t think I’ve ever been happier or more excited. I know we’ll have to leave our little bubble and rejoin the world, but I’m looking forward to another two weeks just like this.

The stink of the room hits me all over again as I walk back into the bedroom.

“Ooof,” I say and pull the towel tight around me. I grab my suitcase and roll it over to Tanner’s room. I’m starting to run out of clean clothes. Neither of us has bothered to do laundry yet even though the house has a washer and dryer. Another task for another day.

I dig through what remains of my unworn clothes and smile when I get a brilliant outfit idea. Plan in place, I dress and even decide to put on a little makeup. Since I’ve been at the lake and getting in and out of the water so much, wearing anything other than a swipe of waterproof mascara and lip gloss hasn’t made sense.

I’ve got a perfect wing on my right eye and I’m struggling to get the left to match when there’s knocking at the front door. Expecting its Tanner with his hands full of takeout, I take a final look in the mirror, push up my boobs, and hustle out to the living room. The pounding increases in frequency and volume.

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” I say as I hurry to the door and fling it open. Hustling in these shoes is not easy. “As good as you imagined?” I ask raising my hands to my side and then immediately regretting all of the life decisions that brought me to this moment. “You’re not Tanner,” I say to the two wide-eyed girls on my doorstep.

They’re both brunette, both staring at me like I’m a crazy person, and both holding overnight bags.

“And you must be Sydney.” The taller of the two girls steps by me and enters the house.

The other stands there with her jaw slack. After a few seconds she offers a small smile. “Hi, I’m Corinne.”