jake loves kate

jake loves kate

by undies

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I love Kate Simons.

I love her ridiculously cute bum when she walks down between the seats. I want to taste the soft dark hair that covers her face as she speaks to her friends. I want to touch the smooth cream of legs that flash under her skirt as she hops back into her seat. I want to kiss the hand that brushed against me as we got on the bus.

These are the things I realise during the four hour trip from school to our camp. Four hours spent pretending not to watch the back of her head. Four hours looking for a glimpse of her legs when Mr Ellis yells at her to stop roaming the bus and sit back down. Four hours of wishing that I had picked a seat up near her friends instead of sitting back here with my own. It is so much harder to have fun up the back of the bus when Kate Simons is 6 rows forward, spending the trip talking to Luke Chambers.

Beside me, Sam has already fallen asleep and I spend the time awkwardly craning over the seat fantasizing about the one ear that peeks through her hair, the only bit of flesh I can see. Oh god I am the worst sucker in the world! I find myself writing ‘Jacob loves Kate’ in the condensation on the glass window next to me. Less because I am actually the kind of person who writes things like that, but more for the thrill of actually making it public, even for the few seconds it exists before I wipe it out, just in case Sam wakes up. And lucky too, as across the aisle, Dani suddenly looks over and smiles at me.

Maybe I should ask her out. Dani is probably the only girl I am slightly interested in who I know well, but still she moves with friends that seem to lack all interest in me. Oh well, I can at least have a normal conversation with her. Having a conversation with Kate is fine until afterwards I think about the dumb things I said and want to scream. But Dani is sexy as well, and she is sitting across from me in a white blouse with one too many buttons undone. Through the fold of the blouse the swell of pale cream that is visible above her little bra keeps me occupied for a while, and her smile when she catches me looking over makes me a bit warm inside.

The camp we are going to is the type that has outdoor activities, high ropes courses, archery, bushwalking etc. There is a beach that we get to go to on the third and final day and I am simultaneously looking forward to seeing girls in swimmers and dreading it for the risk that my excitement might become too obvious. Still, three days with friends is great, and three days hopefully to get closer to the girls that seem so unreachable back at school.

We finally arrive at the camp and take our bags to the cabins we had chosen a few weeks earlier. You would not believe some of the bitch fights that came out of choosing cabin groups, but I am really happy with mine. I am with Sam and Michael and Luke Chambers who are cool friends and lots of fun to mess around with. I am friends with Luke, but sometimes I get pretty annoyed at how easy he seems to find it to hang with the girls I long to grow closer to. Dani and Kate are sharing with Rose and Melinda who are their closer friends and of course that cabin would be like heaven to be in. We arrive at around lunch so we ate some terrible burgers and assembled on the big lawn with volleyball nets to be split into groups.

It was always going to be a long shot to be put into a group with Kate, and sure enough I was placed in group 3 while she was whisked away in group 1 as they went towards the archery range. However it was hard to be sad with this when Dani and Melinda also came along with group 3 to the high ropes course. Unfortunately Michael and Luke went in group 2 and Sam was in 4 so it looked like I was going to have to make some new friends or spend three days alone.

High ropes are scary. Massive wooden poles with cables between and various activities done high off the ground are not just a walk in the park. There are those who can throw themselves wildly off a platform knowing that they are attached to a cable and totally safe, but I am not one of them. Neither was Melinda. While I could do all the tasks with time, discovering I still had all my limbs and getting a bit of a thrill in the end too, Melinda was petrified the whole time.

Dani was skinny and athletic, she went lithely up the ladders and carefully balanced on the ropes. The harness that seemed so terribly snug downstairs on me was tight round her small hips, and on Melinda it showed off her nice bottom, and twisted her shirt into tightness against her pretty large boobs.

Melinda was heaps fit, but scared shitless of heights it seemed. She would get up the ladders and oh so slowly venture onto the ropes, shaking the whole way. Climbing across the two high wires was the hardest and it was only with Dani in front and me behind her, coaxing her along, that she managed to finish. Because Dani was a friend of mine and friends with Mel, the three of us became buddies within the group. Comforting Mel after the ropes was nice, and by the time we switched to archery in the afternoon, we were heaps friendly.

Dinner was reasonable for camp food and I spent it sitting with guys, daring each other to come to the pyjama disco that night in just our boxers. It was a dance and then a ‘supper’ of milo and cookies before bed and we’d convinced ourselves to forgo shirts and just go in our boxers as it was a reasonably warm night and frankly, we wanted to get some attention from the girls. Back in the cabin I decided to put on briefs under the boxers thinking that if we were in fairly exposing pj’s, then the girls might be too, and there was only so much attention my boxers wanted in public when there was a chance of nature making a fool of me. I confessed this jokingly to Sam and he said he’d done the same.

We got about three meters from our door when Mr Ellis told us to go back and get shirts. We did so dejectedly, but took them off as soon as we got to the hall and the lights went on and the music started. We made quite a show, it was pretty terrible, about 8 boys all taking off their shirts and the girls either thinking we were idiots or just laughing. The music was terrible, some camp dj thinking we were in our fourties and not year eleven. We laughed when he played Nelly and we all pretended to the lyrics ‘it’s getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes’. Rose was the one pretending most, she lifted her tank top up to just under her boobs and made it slightly obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra. She didn’t show anything really, not in front of the teachers, but I was fairly glad I hadn’t gone for boxers alone.

Actually, the only guy who it seemed hadn’t put on undies underneath was Luke, but he seemed to keep it under control. However, Dani swept me into the girl’s speculation about it, and I went along with the minor scandal in order to talk with Kate.

“He obviously doesn’t.” said Rose, and her eyes seemed to like this fact and kept darting over to where he was talking to Sam.
“Are you wearing anything under yours?” Kate asked me and I told her I was in order to hint that the bulge in the boxers would not be as small otherwise. I was a bit envious of the looks Luke was getting.

Kate had on a pair of satin pyjamas. A short sleeve, button up shirt and some tiny shorts that only just made it over her little panties. Dani was wearing a cotton tank top and long pants, and her boobs seemed petite in comparison to Mel’s which looked huge in her bra under a tank top. Rose’s nipples were obvious under her top with no bra, and she wore boxers. I was subtly admiring the points in her top made when Kate asked me to dance.

I was pretty stunned. The song was a slow one and I had no real idea what to do but I put my hands on her waist and she put hers on my shoulders. I was pretty damn happy just swaying along. I looked over to where Luke and Rose were dancing, and saw his hand on her bum. I didn’t have the guts, but I made Kate laugh by attempting some over dramatic dance moves. I was astounded when I let my hand slide up her back and realized she had no bra on either. The smooth satin of her back was faultlessly smooth, and her breasts must have been shaped perfectly to let her shirt front be so perky.

“Did you know that Dani likes you?” Kate asked me.
I was pretty surprised, mostly at being told this way.
“No, I didn’t have a clue.”
“Well she does. She talks about it non stop.”
“Would she like you telling me?” I asked.
“Probably not too much,” she grinned, “but I wanted to know if you were into her.”
“So am I?”
I tried to play it cool and quite obviously failed. She would go and love Luke for sure now.
But she smiled, “I hope not.”

My stomach did a leap as at the same moment Luke came over and tapped my shoulder.