The Bear At The Bottom Of The Pool
Jordan's legs dangled over the edge of the community pool, chlorine stinging their nose. Summer after sophomore year, and somehow everyone else had gotten the memo on how to be a person while Jordan was still fumbling through the tutorial level.
"You spying again?" Maya dropped onto the concrete beside Jordan, flicking water everywhere. Jordan jumped, nearly knocking their phone into the deep end.
"I'm not spying. I'm observing. There's a difference."
"You're literally lurking behind the filter system watching Kai. That's spying, bestie." Maya's grin was all teeth. "Just talk to them."
"Easier said than done when every time I see them, my brain short-circuits and I forget how English works."
Kai was by the snack bar, laughing with that effortless charm that made Jordan's chest feel tight. They'd been assigned as swim partners in phys ed last semester—Jordan spending the whole period breathless and red-faced, partly from actual swimming, mostly from trying not to stare. Kai thought Jordan was just really dedicated to proper stroke technique.
The truth was, Jordan had been running from feelings all year. Acknowledging them meant risking the fragile social ecosystem they'd built after moving to town. Being the new kid was hard enough without adding feelings into the mix.
Then Kai looked over and waved.
Jordan froze. Bear it. Just bear it. Don't make it weird. They raised a hand back, cool and casual—or what passed for cool and casual when your heart was trying to beat its way out of your chest.
"They're coming over," Maya hissed. "I'm leaving you to die. Enjoy." She slipped into the water with a splash.
Kai's shadow fell over Jordan. "Hey! You hanging out back here?"
"Just... chilling. Enjoying the atmosphere. The filter vibes are unparalleled."
"Smooth." Kai laughed, and Jordan wanted to dissolve into the concrete. "Hey, some of us are going to Bear Creek Falls tomorrow. Want to come?"
Jordan's brain helpfully supplied every embarrassing thing they'd ever done, catalogued for easy recall. "To the... swimming hole?"
"Yeah. It's this spot with rope swings and stuff. Maya said you might be interested." Kai leaned closer. "I'm hoping you will be."
The words landed like stones in water, sending ripples through everything Jordan thought they knew. Maybe they hadn't been running from feelings after all. Maybe they'd been swimming toward something real.
"Yeah," Jordan said, and their voice didn't shake. "I'm in."