There I was, awkward in my 13 year old, chunky body, too self conscious to skinny dip with the rest of the girls. There is a reason they call it `skinny’ dipping I think.
My parents and I had come out to our friends camp Friday evening for the weekend, as we had at least once a month every summer for as long as I can remember. My parents had been called early this morning back into town when my grandpa had fallen and broke his hip. Knowing I would be stuck at home alone while they were at the hospital they left me here to enjoy the weekend with Krissy, our friends daughter who I’d grown up with all these years. Though Krissy is 17, she and I are good friends and can talk about anything to each other. Of course Krissy’s parents were there, along with her sister Angela, Angela’s husband, their daughter, and another couple my parents age.
The day, as usual was spent mostly at the lake. Krissy and I went blueberry picking for muffins and pancakes in the morning. We played some basketball, and just hung out. It was early afternoon when the car of 4 of Krissy’s friends pulled in. Though I knew all of them, and they were all very nice to me, I felt insecure in their presence. They were all so pretty, so thing and confident, mature. I felt like a lost puppy following them around.
After dinner, when they decided to spend the night, I knew the rest of the weekend would be a drag for me.








