Becca who?

Hey baby! Who's that? She nice and cute!, Mark asked and held my arm so he could pull me up and hug me. I didn't answer since I was in total shock that Becca asked me to be with her even just for a while. She even told me she liked me. But I blew it. Well, it's okay, no harm done.

Baby, whatever is it you're dealing with, papa's here to help you out, okay! It'll be fine. That girl seems to like you very much, Mark said happily. Let's go tiger! Mom and I cooked Bologna Pasta!

Mom, our principal asked me to join their theatre club and I don't know if I can do it. What do you think?, I asked mom while she is fixing the table and I washing the plates.

Well, do you like the people you're going to be with or the group you'll be part of?, Belle asked.

Well, yes, they're all nice but this Becca. She seemed into me, I don't know she said she likes me. But I don't know how to react on it. I like her but not as much as she likes me I guess. But yes I want to join the club since I don't have one yet, anyway, because I'm new, I cried wiping my hands to dry them off and sat in front of mom still finishing to fix the table.

Hmm…then, it's okay. It's about time you do things you're not familiar with. It's good to learn new things and maybe you'll be good at it too, right! And about this girl, she is nice, your dad sais she even said hi to him. So maybe she can be a new friend that you can be with aside from your friends that you usually run with. I didn't have many friends before but I chose them carefully. And they seem to be gems that I can still call or chat with until today. You're a good kid honey, I know she likes you because you're you, and sweet, nice, smart, and pretty! Belle explained smiling at me after kissing me on both cheeks.

Yup, I know mom! Hehe!, I replied with mom laughing at me when I said I know that I'm pretty.

I thought of what mom said and realized that Becca is a good girl. Though students in school are scared or wooed by her richness, beauty and popularity. I just don't know why she chose me and why not other girls who likes and adores her in school?

It's not bad at all. We rode a private bus and since we were told before that we will have the workshop at school I didn't bring stuff just a few clothes and all. But when Jessica spoke that we had sudden change of plans and that we will be having the workshop with the professionals at Toi Whakaari. A prestigious and foremost drama school in the country. Becca mentioned before that her dad hailed from Wellington and she grew up there but moved here on business. Becca sat beside me and smiled, excited to see me. We hugged each other and when about to kiss me I gave her a peck on the cheek. It's kind of awkward really but I want her to be my best friend, for now. It's fun and lovely being with her and I don't want to complicate things between us if we become more than that. And it'll be my first, I mean with a girl and embarrassing as it may seem. I don't really care.

We headed to a small road then stopped at a wooden gate. It says Reynolds Farms. What are we doing in a farm? Jessica then spoke again in the middle of the bus and advised that we are about to enter Reynolds family farm and Becca's family is happy to accommodate us for the weekend. Since we have two months to rehears for the play, we need a good place to do the workshop. It's nothing like ever seen before. Mom's hometown in Lake Nijori, Japan is beautiful and peaceful, this agricultural farm is one of a kind. The whole club aside from Becca who disappeared from beside me (maybe she went out already since I was asleep like a baby earlier), wowed with the hundred or thousand acres of organic onions, dairy and more.

How did I know this? Well, I tried to google it now since the bus has wifi, thanks to our private and expensive bus I bet, Reynolds Farming Industries is one of the largest and biggest importers and exporters of organic onions in New Zealand and their dairy farm consists of hundreds of huge fat and healthy cows, Becca's family owns half of New Zealand's farming industry. And that made his dad including Becca rich, filthy and bad ass wealthy. So, now you see how Becca won't give up and is that bossy. This is why she is what she is, Jessica ticked the button to open the bus' automatic door. Walla! Becca is literally the queen or organic onions and the little boss of dairy farms.

Hmm!!!, puppy huh!, I said to myself. A tigress type of puppy alright!. The whole theatre club like eight of us excluding Becca just lined up trying to believe that Becca owns this and that she is that rich which I for that matter didn't really know her and her family background. So. now, I know and I don't know what to say or even think of the right words to say to her, I contemplated. Everyone went ahead of me while I checked and circled around to see the view, though it's beginning to grow dark, the sunset is so beautiful with red, orange and dark blue, white hues played across the farm. Our bus is like on a hill since the farm is located in the upper part of the region.

And it's so….., I thought when suddenly Becca appeared beside me (which I almost died of a heart attack for scaring me) and said… beautiful, right? Wait, till you see the inside and the suites of the farm. This was made for our family get away or for family reunions but since some of our relatives live in the states and Europe. Dad left it and furnished, kept it clean and made money with it so that families would be able to rent it to appreciate nature and learn more about agriculture and the peaceful life in the farm, Becca explained and held my hand, pulled it so we could go somewhere near a stable.

Becca, wait, Jessica and the group will look for us! Stop, wait!, I hesitated but Becca didn't stop pulling until I ran behind her laughing as we reached a semi-dark place. It's quiet and then when night came, the lights in the farm turned on. One by one, the sort of lamps about 30 feet high lit and every single one of them led to bodies of water, a fish farm maybe. Becca didn't lose her grip of my hand, instead she held it tighter until she let it go in the middle of a…

Beach or what is it?, I asked what the vast water sort of like a beach was. It is a lake but since my dad has engineering skills, he converted it to a pool, hot spa if you want to be precise. Check it out, the water is warm and it gets warmer when the tide gets high. Now, the tide is higher, but the water only gets high to the waist and not higher than that. Want to try it out?, Becca asked while she managed to take off her clothes and as if all is already planned from the beginning she is already wearing a jumpsuit. She planned this and I thought she is that puppy. Jessica is wrong about Becca. She's nothing like a puppy to me!, I added thinking how smart Becca is. She is also sweet, romantic and sentimental. This side of her is indeed pleasant and worth loving…ahhhh!!!!, as a friend, I mean. Overthinking about what's going to happen between us left me standing at the pool alone. Becca is already inside the pool and it started to emit steam. I took off my clothes and jacket leaving my bra and panty so I could feel the steam on my skin.

Wow!!!, Becca and I sighed together while we floated and stayed there quiet feeling the warmth of the water, releasing all the tension of school, the play, the workshop and my life, with these special abilities I have which Becca didn't know nor my friends Jamie and Kirk. But just to make it clear. It's not that I don't want to let my friends know the real me, I just don't want them to be crazy or go weird on me. I lifted my hands and formed a bubble from the steam. I told Becca that it's a trick I knew when I was a kid and she had fun looking at the steam bubbles now turning to different colours of, red, blue, pink, green, violet, orange and repetitively. Becca smiled and stood from being afloat.