Snippet #1411785

Ryan smirked to himself and shrugged. The water looked nice. He took off his shirt, shoes, and emptied his pockets before jumping in with everyone else.
The water was very refreshing and woke him up from the slight fatigue from the drive. He slightly splashed everyone close to and in the water.
Stacey came back from inside with her sunglasses. "Did anyone go inside?" she asked getting into the water.
That was strange. Maybe it was Stella? But she was still inside.
His thoughts were interupted by a screaming Stella who jumped into the water, barley missing Ryan.
The splash, however, was spot on. It seemed the only person hit by it was Ryan. As he tried to shake the water out of his ears, Stella swam around him.
She looked him up and down. "Someone was to lazy to go put on their bathing suit." she taunted. Stella swam towards him and kissed him, but pulled away before Ryan was ready.
She swam away from him with a smirk. "Your such a tease." Ryan said with a smile. She glanced at him over her shoulder. "Psh, Baby, I know."
Stella looked at the small house surrounded by trees. "Yikes. It gives me the creeps." She grabbbed the little gold crussifix around her neck.
She never took it off, ever since that day. This little cross had a history. Her grandmother had it blessed in Italy, before she came to the states.
Stella was caught off guard by Ryan snaking his arms around her waist. "Yeah." he looked over at Micheal.
"Aye Micheal?" Ryan asked. "How likley is it that there's a hockey mask wearing serial killer living in that house?"