Chapter Three
Diver

            When she reached the top, Gavin held a soda can out to her. Marissa smirked as she usually did—Lilly was the only one in the group that stayed sober. It had become a running joke, but Lilly didn't mind. Marissa depended on stimulants and depressants; she was afraid  of the rush that Lilly craved.

            “How’s the water?” Gavin smiled as she stood beside his towel, water dripping onto the shirt he had just removed.

            “Perfect.”

            Gavin slipped out of his sneakers while the other two continued with...

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