"Yo Gina, shit-for-brains is up to something on the dock." Gina looked up from her conversation at the sound of Jack's voice
"What?"
"The dock. Lucas." Jack jerked his chin towards the lake, which sat at the bottom of the steep grassy slope upon which the house was situated. Everyone in earshot stopped and turned too, just in time to see Lucas, star of the wrestling team, lift their tiny classmate off the dock and throw him into the lake. Lucas laughed, turned around and saluted the people watching from deck above.
"Hey Gigi!" she heard him yell, "Got rid of a little nuisance for you! We don't have time for party poopers and freeloading faggots around here, right?" Gina watched the water anxiously, expecting the boy to bubble up and start splashing immediately, but he had disappeared like a rock.
"Are you drunk?" her best frienemy and resident resting bitch face Christa piped up from somewhere on Gina's right, but she couldn't take her eyes of the lake and its all too calm surface.
He didn't even struggle, she thought.
"Don't I deserve a kiss, Thunder Thighs?" Lucas had started jogging closer when it hit Gina. He's drowning. He doesn't know how to swim.
"Shit!" she muttered to Jack, who looked at her funny, "I'll be right back." Handing him her cup, she took a running start and vaulted over the deck's edge and hit the ground with smooth roll over her shoulder. She had underestimated how steep the hill would be and ended up being thrown in a roll almost all the way down. As soon as the ground flattened out she jumped to her feet and sprinted to the edge of the dock, jumped over the back of the back of the bench, paused to peel her dress off in one fluid motion and dove into the clear water of the lake.
This was her mother's home, and she knew the lake as well as anyone could. Luckily, the water was clear, though icy cold, and the sun was out. She could see for a few feet in each direction and immediately found the dark shape of her classmate's body. In two powerful strokes she had grabbed him, and in two more they broke the water. Gina, holding they boy's head carefully above the water, swam for the dock, where Jack was already waiting to help pull both of them out of the water. He turned the boy on his side and pounded him on the back while Gina crawled up on her hands and knees. Her friends were sprinting down the hill towards them now, Christa and Tommy bursting forward.
"Don't crowd us, guys! Stay back!" Jack called as they all anxiously eyed the figure lying on the ground between them.