𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄. 𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐩.

𝟎𝟐. 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫

I WAS SITTING on the stool by the counter, eating a piece of bread with butter on it. 

"Lilah- You look wonderful. You always have, but this year-"  Susannah said, putting her hands on my face. She pulled me into a hug. "You 're lovely." I smiled at her. "You're in bloom." 

I was still confused as to why the Conklins weren't here yet. I went upstairs to get a towel. In the process, I lay down on the bed that me and Belly always share.

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I must have fallen asleep, because about an hour later, Jeremiah and Belly walked into my room. I picked my head up from my pillow.

"Oh my god. Belly. I missed your arrival." I said, in a worried voice. I can't believe I fell asleep. 

"No, no. It's ok." I stood up and hugged her.

"Oh- shit I'm still wet. I'm so sorry." I must have been half asleep at the time, because I couldn't tell that she was soaked too.

"Don't worry, I am too." She said. I nodded my head, pretending I already knew. 

"Anyway, can we please swim before dinner?" Jeremiah asked.

"I can't. I have to go with my mom to Whale of a Tale." Belly said.

"Me too." I said.

"Aw man. I've been wanting to go in the ocean all day, but I've been waiting for you guys to get here." He complained. "Please. Pretty pretty please!" He said, holding up Junior Mint, and acting like a child. Me and Belly looked at each other, smiling.

"Yea. Screw it, let's go swimming." Belly said, and we both started laughing. 

"Yes. All right, meet me outside, ok?" He asked.

"OK, we'll be right down." I said.

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"Come on," Jeremiah said, grabbing a towel as me and Belly followed behind him. I wore my pink bikini, it was one of my favorites. 

"Ok, we're ready." We both grabbed towels from a towel rack by the door, and ran outside. 

"Did you know my dad's coming up for the Fourth?" Belly said.

"Cool." Jere said.

"Really?" I asked.

"Yea! I just think it's kind of weird." She said

"I don't. I love your dad." He said.

"Yea, but they've only been divorced for, like, a year and a half." She said.

"Well the same year my parents were divorced, my dad still came." I said.

"Really?" Belly asked. I nodded as an answer. I remember the year my parents got divorced. It was tough on me, but I hid it, because I hate showing weakness. I never really knew how Luke felt about it though. 

"That's what's so cool about both of your moms, they just couldn't give a shit." Jeremiah said. Honestly, he was right.

"For real though." I said.

"My mom doesn't give a shit because she's the one who wanted to get divorced." Belly said.

"Yea! My mom's the same way." I agreed.