Sweet and Sour

Chapter Three

The rest of the week passes in a blur and it’s Thursday afternoon, the bell rings signalling that schools over. I walk to my locker and lazily put my books inside, shutting the locker door I turn around and walk down the hallway towards the carpark wondering where the hell Leylah is. My phone vibrates in my pocket and I check to see who it is.

From Slut:

Hey hoe, yea dont wait for me. Gotta pick my lil bro up from the other campus

To Slut:

haha hav fun with the twelvies

Leylah has a little brother, Liam, who’s in year eight and is the BIGGEST little shit ever. I swear that kid’s gonna be a massive player when he’s older. I feel sorry for Leylah and her parents.

Slipping my phone back into my pocket, I hop into my car and drive home.

I arrive home and see an unfamiliar car parked near our driveway. Hopping out of the car I walk into the house only to be welcomed by silence.

“MUM! DAD?” I scream at the top of my lungs.

hmm maybe they went for a walk

I walk into the kitchen and open the fridge, looking for something to eat. Seeing as there’s nothing satisfying to eat I shut the fridge door and jog up the stairs to my room. I quickly strip my clothes off and chuck my leopard print bikini on. Usually I’d wear shorts and a singlet over but seeing as nobody’s here I decided against it. 

To Slut:

oi where u now?

From Slut:

home, sup?

To Slut:

Pool.

From Slut:

Say no more, I'm on ma way!

I laugh and walk downstairs, plopping on the couch I scroll through instagram checking for any latest ‘goss’.

“Hey betchh” Leylah walks into the lounge room and flings herself on the opposite couch, landing face first with and oomph

“Sup. Whats up with you? You look like shit” 

“Mim tifrd” she mumbles into the pillow

“What?” I say confused, not understanding anything she just said 

Lifting her head from the couch and moving her hair from her face, she turns and faces me replying “I said, Im. Tired.”

“Ohhh well, then I guess we cant swim then” I say sighing 

Leylah immediately shoots up from the couch 

Well that worked. I thought smugly

“D-Did I say tired? haha nope I meant…. I meant exciTED!” she says

She takes her shirt and shorts off and we walk outside to the back yard.

“Music?”

“Yea I’ll put it on” I walk toward the speakers and plug the AUX chord into my phone.

“WHAT SONG?” I scream to Leylah who's walking towards our pool

“Anything!”

Scrolling through my phone I play T-pain’s ‘Up Down’ 

I turn the volume up and the music’s blasting, Im pretty sure our neighbours can hear us.

I laugh as Leylah starts shaking her ass and dancing like and idiot.

I dip my toes into the pool to check the temperature.

“WOO!” Leylah runs and cannonballs into the water making a huge Splash 

Shaking my head at her childish behaviour I run and dive into the pool.

We both get out of the pool and just about to walk in when Usher’s ‘Scream’ stars playing and we both freeze. We look at each other, drop all our thing and start dancing like theres no tomorrow. Im pretty sure if someone saw us they’d think we’re stripers or something. This is our jam. 

Halfway through the song while we’re still dancing we hear somebody clear their throat causing both of us to freeze.

We turn around and not only are we faced with my parents but another couple and an incredibly good looking guy who looks about my age or older. He was pretty tall, dark brown hair that was styled messily but extremely attractively, even though he was wearing jeans and a shirt I could tell he has a very muscular body. The thing that caught my attention the most was his hazel eyes. We were standing quiet far apart but his eyes still stood out. 

Everyone was quiet and we were just starring at each other not knowing what to say. Mums the first one to break the silence and looks at us and says

“Well that was quiet a show”