Tw: some cussing

Tom's POV

It was time for the pool party. Everyone was dressed in swimsuits and ready to have fun! I didn't want to get into the water, or take off my shirt, but I still hung out there. Besides, it meant I could be the referee for every game we played. That also meant I could use favoritism to help my friends win.

First, we had a breath holding competition. "Three... Two... One... GO!" I counted down. Ally came up first. After them, Ailey, then Jen, then Damian, then Jessie, then Alex, then Sabrina, then Sydney, then Moji.

There were only 2 left. JJ and Ray. We waited a little bit. They'd been under there for a while, it was starting to get concerning. Finally, Ray came up.

"Damn, I was so sure I beat him this time!" Ray exclaimed disappointedly. He looked at everyone who was already up. "Woah, you guys kinda aren't that good at this, are you?"

"Does he usually stay under this long?" I ask. Ray nodded.

"At first I thought that I just sucked but now I'm thinking he might just me good at this."

JJ came up finally. He looked triumphant. "I win!" He stated proudly.

"Dude... how did you do that?! That was awesome!" I exclaimed. "A little concerning, but still awesome!"

JJ shrugged. "Guess I just have big lungs." He said.

After that, we played chicken, Marco Pollo, and a bunch of other pool games. Eventually, we had to go back to our dorms.

"Hey, Tom, why didn't you get in and swim with the rest of us?" Ray asked when we got back.

I shrugged. "I just... didn't feel like taking my eyepatch or shirt off, and I didn't want either to get wet..." I replied. It wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the full reason. "Let's go to sleep, alright?" He nodded and laid down in his bed.

"Night Ray!" I said to him before drifting off to sleep.