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The Pool, Saturday afternoon

Dinah opened the door to the pool and held it for Jaime, smiling. "And here we are. Pretty easy to find." She hit the lights, and grinned as the pool lit up, dropping her towel and cover-up onto a nearby chair, then kicked off her flip-flops. "High dive, low dive, lanes. Pretty much a standard pool. All rumors of sharks have yet to be anything more than stories.

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"Oh, yeah, my mom made me do that too." Jaime grinned fondly, turning his head up and to the side so that he could look at Dinah while he talked to her. "She's a nurse," he added.

"What's your dad do?" Dinah asked, pushing wet hair out of her face. "And are they going to make it to Parent's Weekend, do you think?" She grinned again at Jaime. Not flirting! Just... aware he was cute. That was all.

"He's a mechanic. Like, with a garage for cars and stuff. I think he's where I got my interest in tinkering with stuff."

Precisely. No flirting. Just... aware.

Yep.

"Tinkering? Like with what? Computers, or engines?" Dinah asked, wondering. "Ender works over at Stark Enterprises. Not sure on what, but I think he said ultimately space ships."

Yep. Girlfriend. So. Friends was good. And waaay familiar. How many times had she done that? .. a lot.

"Space ships?" Jaime repeated, eyes widening. "That's... a bit ambitious for me. I do things like take apart blenders and fix remote controls... And some car stuff, of course."

"Cars, yay." Dinah sighed. "I'm saving for a motorcycle. My sister has a Triumph, and she won't share." Life was haaaard that way. "Do you have a car?"

"A friend of mine totally loves his motorcycle, so I can sort of see the appeal," Jaime grinned. Then he shook his head. "Not me. Though Brenda's aunt got her this totally awesome Cadillac convertible."

"Ooooooo. Of course, a car here would be kind of pointless anyway. It'd have to get left at the Causeway." Dinah shook her head, then straightened and climbed the rest of the way out of the pool. "Right. Divingness! Any requests?"

"Um..." Jaime rubbed lifted one elbow from the lip of the pool so he could rub the back of his neck (and duck his head slightly), "I don't know anything about diving. So... something impressive?"

"Oh sure, no pressure!" Dinah said, laughing at him as she walked over to the board. Still, what could she do... It wasn't like she was any kind of pro diver, or anything. A half dozen trick dives wasn't that. Hmmm.

So, deciding over perfect over coming out of a back somersault into a face full of water, Dinah stood on the edge, raised her arms, and jumped into a twist, turning and turning and hitting the water with barely a splash, yes!

Jaime was still staring when she came back up for air. He stared a few more seconds before remembering to applaud loudly. "Wow. I'm glad we didn't decide to do a diving competition."

Even without judges it would have been obvious who had won that.

Dinah ducked under the water to get the blush under control, then bobbed up, smiling. "I can do that, a backwards dive, a somersault, a back-somersault... and a swan dive," she said, not sure if it was bragging or not. Maybe just a little? "And half the time I smack into the water." But she was very very glad that hadn't happened this time, ow. "I can't combine any of them together." She slicked water out of her hair, and teased, "You could try one? Or blow me away with a cannonball?"

Jaime eyed the diving board. "I could try a cannonball," he admitted, "but that's about the extent of my diving prowess."

He chuckled and held out an arm to examine it critically. "Though I'm not sure even that would be all that impressive. I'm kinda skinny." Sure it was a muscled sort of skinny, but no one was going to be asking Jaime to join their football team anytime soon.

...football players were overrated. Which she'd say to Priestly, but for other reasons. Dinah was trying not to think along the lines of having an opinion or have to duck under the water again, but not having perfect success.

"Forget competing. It's your turn," she pointed out, splashing water toward him. "Unless you're just in it for the floating in place."

"Well, I am lazy by nature," Jaime laughed as he turned and boosted himself up out of the pool. He dripped a trail of water behind him as he made his way over to the ladder up to the diving board and started climbing.

He reached the edge and glanced down to make sure Dinah wasn't in the way, then he bounced once, hard, and tossed himself at a spot four or five feet from her, legs tucking up into a ball in an attempt to maximize surface area without actually hurting himself.

Splash!

Dinah got well out of the way, then laughed as she got splashed by the impact. "Six point oh!" she called, hands up in a touchdown signal. "And the crowd goes wild! Jaime Reyes, King of the Fandom Pool!" She whistled, breaking into giggles.

"It's good to be the king," Jaime declared, putting his hands on his hips. Which, predictably, led to him sinking rapidly under water. He kicked back to the surface and grinned. "Easy, too. When you're the only guy in it ~~assuming he was~~."

"Your Majesty," Dinah said, trying to bow and having to tread water again, snickering. She splashed water toward him with her TK, and said, "Defend yourself, King!"

"I'm pretty sure that's cheating," Jaime declared. "Off with her head!"

And with that he pulled his arm back and swept it forward to throw a massive wall of water at Dinah. Well... relatively massive. He did have skinny arms, remember.

"Never! Never you royalist-- pig-merman!" Dinah cackled and splashed him back, arms and TK both, giggling and trying not to choke on any water.

"Definitely cheating," he accused. "I don't have any crazy powers to use on you!" Which wasn't precisely true. And it wasn't stopping him from splashing her vigorously in return.

"And if this were a spar, I'd care!" Dinah called cheerfully back, slapping both arms down in the water and pushing a wave at him. Yes!

Fine. If she was going to cheat, so was he. Jaime turned over onto his stomach and extended his legs toward Dinah. Then he started flailing them wildly, sending water in all directions.

It was way more effective than pushing it around by hand.

"Take this, then!" he tried yelling, but his face went underwater so it mostly came out as a burble.

Dinah cracked up and went under herself with the giggles, and had to stop trying to splash him for a few minutes so she wouldn't snort water up her nose.

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