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Patients was not one of Po's virtues. She probably should have at least waited for his reply before showing up at his window, but it was pretty obvious when she got there that he wasn't doing anything important. At least not what she would consider important... It was probably important to him.

Either way, she appeared in his window before he could finish tapping out a reply, arms folding on the sill, grinning at him. "We're going out," she informed him, leaving very little room to argue.

Gray eyes jumped to the sewing project, and curiously she wondered what he was making, but not enough to climb through an check it out. Later, she could ask later. Right that moment she was on a mission. "Grab your swimming suit and get your butt out here." That said, she dropped back away from the window to wait in his lawn, arms folded over a pale tank top that was very obviously thrown over a two piece bikini.

The longer he took the more impatient the teen grew, until she was tapping her foot in the grass, practically glaring up at the open window until he made his appearance in it. For half a second she expected him to argue, but she was pleased to see he'd already changed, and was shimmying out the window with out so much as a single word of protest. It had her grinning by the time he landed and turned to face her.

She ignored his question, and instead grabbed a hold of his arm as she hurriedly walked the pair of them out of his yard and started down the street. Not because she thought his mom would catch them, she never did, but they lived in an iffy part of town, and if their neighbors saw a couple of kids climbing out a window they might call the cops. Probably not.. But she would rather avoid the problem altogether.

When they'd reached the corner she slowed down and slid her hand down to lace her fingers with his. "We're going swimming," she informed him, as if the bathing suits weren't obvious enough. "You know that hoity toity country club near the park?" It still baffled her how such a rich community could almost butt up against their own s**t hole little section of town, but she supposed a set of tracks, a fringe of trees, and a tall brick wall were barrier enough between the snobs and the white trash.

"Because I hear they installed a heater, and I'm really anxious to go check it out." She squeezed his fingers, grinning at him before looking up and down the street. It wasn't like there was traffic out, but she wasn't really looking for cars. Some of the neighborhood kids had a bad habit of following people around, looking for trouble, and she was really looking to avoid a fight tonight.

When they reached the tracks she hopped up on the rail, walking along it a ways as she scanned the tree line, looking for her usual path. "We're no different from the snobby kids that get to swim there every day," she informed him proudly, letting out a sharp breath through her nose. "Just luck that let them be born into rich families." She sounded resentful, and she was. Her childhood held a lot of hard times, peppered throughout with happy memories. It should have been the opposite.

If anyone knew how she felt, it was Jude, and Po glanced down at him before hopping off the rail so she could bump her shoulder against his. "We deserve it more then them."

Finally she spotted the gap in the trees, and gave his arm a soft tug. "How are you at climbing?" The grin was back, the one that said she was up to no good.

"Judy?" She glanced at him as she continued to pull him towards the gap in the trees, and as they drew closer the face of a tall brick wall came into view. It was about 10 ft. tall, but Porsha didn't seem at all detoured by it.

Hoping to cut off any pending argument, the teen turned to face the blonde, releasing his fingers so she could plant her hands on her hips. "Listen, this isn't the first time I've snuck in here before, I know my way around." Because that was totally the problem here, not the breaking and entering.

Frowning, she stepped closer to him. "Don't you trust me?" It was such an unfair tactic, but she really, really, wanted to go swimming. The pout that followed the question may have been overkill, but she needed him to say yes. Anything but a yes would result in more wasted time that could be better spent in the luxuriously heated pool that lay on the other side of the wall, and through the back nine of a golf course.

The teen only pouted harder as he attempted to protest, but it slipped into a sly little grin as he informed her that she couldn't account for everything. She moved into him, arms wrapping around his neck, body pressed the length of his, so she could whisper close to his ear. "You need to lighten up, Judy." Leaning back she lay a kiss on his cheek. "This is about having fun."

With that she let him go, turned on a heel, and took a running start at the wall. When she reached it she sort of kept going, running up it a few steps before grabbing the edge and hauling herself up. Perched on the edge, she kicked her feet, heels drumming against the bricks, and waited for him. "Come on, the nights not getting any younger."

Po grinned as Jude shimmied his way up the wall. she thought she'd have to help him, but he impressed her by making it up himself. It might not have been pretty, but that didn't matter. "Lookit you go." She gave his arm a pat, then rose up into a couch before rolling backward to flip off the wall, landing nimbly on the other side.

His questioned earned him chuckle. "It won't happen, but in th eunlikely event it does, you let me to the talking, got it?" Wouldn't be the first time she had to talk herself out of a tight situation.

"But like i said, won't happen." A wink was tossed back at him as she hurried ahead towards the edge of the golf course. "We're almost there." There was a long stretch of well groomed green between them and the pool. Po pointed towards a little shed beside it. "We're gunna make a run for it, head straight for that little building, k?" Another grin, then she was gone, sprinting across the fairway.

Po arrived safely at the side of the shed and flattened herself against the outside wall, waiting for the sound of Jude running behind her. When he got close, she reached out to catch him by the arm and pull him in against him and out of the immediate view of the golf course. There were no guards near the pool, never had been. They stuck to the main entrance, and every once in a great while patrolled along the surrounding path that wove between fairways. Once they got inside the fenced in pool area they'd been home free.

In sandals Jude was actually taller then her by about 3 inches, and she grinned up at him as she caught her breath and waited for him to catch his own. Then, after a moment, she gave his arm a soft tug and nodded towards a gap in the fence between shed and shrubbery.

She slipped through first, then nearly swooned when she caught a glimpse of the pool itself. There were lights glowing beneath the surface set into the sides, and instead of a traditional rectangle the thing was in an 'L' shape, with a small partition at the end turning the foot of the L into a hot tub. It was a beautiful sight.

The teen wasted little time in pulling her tank top up and over her head, revealing a black bikini with white paisley print swirling along it. The bottoms were much the same as she kicked her shorts off and tossed them and her shirt on a lounge. Shoes followed.