One of the hazards of being a teen is that of being taken out of your safe, predictable environment to go on a family vacation for a week or so. Now that sort of thing rocked when you were a little kid; but many teens turn very conservative when it comes to sudden environmental changes. Even ones that turn out semi-okay, like Baby had in Dirty Dancing.
A rule of thumb, though: seldom do you meet guys while on such family trips, and the likelihood of one being able to dance is, whatever, slim to none. So when Brenda found herself with her family, 'rents, bro, and sis, she expected a week about as dull as a sermon by some ancient preacher!
However, in arriving at Destin, the beach and water looked so inviting, so she suited up, bringing along her cell phone to keep up with back home doings. This was a concession to civilization. However, it was not entirely primitive: there were nearby shops and concession stands. So Brenda staked out her claim on the beach with her towel, and started working on her tan. Time well-spent for that healthy look!
Still, it got boring after a short time. Being hot and inactive does that. Soon a baseball rolled sort of in her direction, so she lazily looked where it could have come from, and there were two guys about her age. Their names were Matt and Louie. Yes, they were attractive; no, make that damned good-looking! Now things looked less dull; someone else to hang out with. So they did. They took walks along the water, seeing the sandpipers and little fish and even a sting ray now and then. It's good to wear trainers while in the water because of that!
Suffice to say, it was like Brenda done died and went to Heaven! And not the Budget Annex Heaven, either. This was the Real Deal Heaven for Teen Girls! The odds were shifted demographically in her favor, Brenda experienced. And not losers, either. No rough no-count trashy guys or hoods, no rednecks, no scary older dudes!
Brenda, Matt, and Louie got along together mostly well; but at times the two guys seemed to prefer that they would get to be one-on-one with Brenda. It was, in general, a great time. And Brenda was not put in the position of having to choose and relegate the other to the friend zone. This idyllic kept for the remainder of the summer vacation, with some spontaneous moments of affection with both of them: kissing and light necking, nothing really to see or hear, y'all. It continued with an avid correspondence with both guys through the fall. Brenda did not worry that she had driven a wedge into the already-existing friendship. Just happy memories.