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"Hey! Why did you undress?" I said without glancing at him, only to perceive his genuine and humorous laugh. 
"What happened to you? Why do you look so scared? Oh come on, don't you dare think nasty of me". Again, with his joyful and teasing laughter. 
I just shut my mouth and ignored him. I focused my glare on the floor, shivering cold in my sopping wet dress. 
"Didn’t you say you wanted to stay for a  while, and that you don't want to go home yet? It's not good for you to stay in your soaked dress for very long. I'm serious, and I don't want you to get hypothermia. So, you better slip off that gown and hang it on the railing to dry a little. Doesn't it feel heavy?" He looks serious, delivering his point. 
He's probably right, but that seems uncomfortable. Disrobing in front of Ziggy while ogling over his naked body, it feels so awkward to me. 
He is my best friend, my hero and if there is something that is most important in my life, it is to not lose him. I tried hard not to fall in love with him because they say relationships are complicated, and being in love with your best friend and failing hurts double time. What if it's too late for me to realize that he is more than just a best friend, but really my first and only true love?

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

My 3 in 1

"Ough! Ough!" I cough out the water and gain back my consciousness. I can feel someone pushing me from my back, helping me tilt to the side as I cough. I can primarily see some specks of light before the view gradually forms vividly, and I can view the water of the pool with its soft ripples and the reflections of people behind me.

I can hear several tensed voices, my friends' voices as I recognize, calling out my name, as well as the distinguishable voice of Ziggy. I look down over my palm and feel relieved after seeing my necklace in it, and the memories refreshed.

I lie back in my back and see their teary and worried faces that suddenly convert to relief after hearing me utter. "Guys, I'm fine now."

Dina accompanies me to the shower until I dress up. I lost my appetite for going back to the pool after what happened. My body is still shaking and weak as I lay in bed.

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