Over the Fence

     Finn was from New York. He hated small towns. And the town of Carthage, Missouri is about as small as they come. The last thing he wanted to do was spend his summer cooped up in a small own for the summer.
     Until the day he climbs the fence and sees a girl jumping on her trampoline with the sprinkler system going.
     And she's wearing a bikini.
     Suddenly, this summer doesn't seem so bad...

     Finn hated ten things in this world and being stuck in a town the size of his backyard was at the top. "Mom! I'm bored!"
     His mom gave him a disapproving look. One that, In all honesty, made him feel even worse than he already did. Whining definitely wasn't his forte.
     "Griffin Adam Dilpot! You're nearly eighteen years old! Find something to do, or I'll see if your father can get you a job working for Mr. Allan."
     Finn hung his head, ashamed of actually resorting to that low of a tactic. Yet, the burning desire to do something just wouldn't go away. "Fine," he mumbled. "I'm going outside."
     When he opened the door, however, it wasn't the warm breeze that hit him. No, what hit him square in the forehead was hard and left a nasty bruise. Finn let out a shout of surprise as the flying object hit him, bouncing to the ground, and looked angrily around his years for his assailant. Then, he realized that the ball must've come from the neighbor's house. Storming to the dividing gate, he climbed up, preparing the dimwitted numbskull that had dared hit him with the blasted ball a talking to...
     Finn swallowed and all thoughts of the ball or his attacker or what he was even going to say flew from his brain as he swallowed his tongue and looked at his next door neighbor jumping on the trampoline.
     And he found that this summer might not be the waste he thought it would be after all. Because, there on the trampoline, was a girl his age, sun-kissed skin and light brown hair waving in the air as she jumped with abandon and eyes closed. And she was in a bikini.