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Coke
The warm sun shone down on Gordon as he poked his head out of the water.
“Do you want one," asked John. He stood at the edge of the pool. John was holding two unopened glass bottles of Coca-Cola.
“Sure, John,” replied Gordon. He stuck his head back in the water. He swam towards John. Gordon poked his head out of the water again, and grabbed the side of the pool. John held out one of the bottles for Gordon to take. Looking up, he gave John a cat-like smirk.
John realized what was happening too late.
Gordon grabbed one of John’s legs and yanked. John lost balance and fell into the pool with a big splash. John quickly resurfaced; his clothes were now wet. His Sopping wet blonde hair plastered to his face.
“Gordon, you’re a dead man!”