A/n: Hi! So before we start i just wanted to show you a picture of what you're going to be wearing in this chapter <3So just picture this with whatever type of shorts you want and some white sandals.
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As I got out of the pool my brother throwed me a towel to dry myself off. I had just finished my daily morning swim and I couldn't be more happy. Swimming really helps me be in a good mood so that's why I always go for a morning swim while we are at my Cousins beach house for summer vacation.
I finished drying myself and my hair as much as I could, so I decide to put on my shorts to cover the bottom of my bathing suit. I didn't cover the upper part of my body because the bra part of my bathing suit looked like a normal top and I put on my sandals
I went to take a seat at the breakfast table under a tree in between my younger sister; Jordan and my older brother; Luke.
As I plopped down in between them, I could smell the sea- not that my house was in front of the beach but close enough for the smell to feel my nostrils. I grabed a waffle and spread peanut butter over it. I was thinking about what I could to today- considering that the 3 days we've been here I have just stayed in the house perimeter. I don't really like to go out, I would rather stay in and see the whole Star Wars movies while eating popcorn, but today I wanted to go out, plus I did hear my brother say there was going to be a beach party tonight.
But just as I was debating if I should go to the party or not my mom decided to speak up. "You know Y/n, it's been three days since we arrived and you haven't left the house once," And I might just consider not going out at all for the rest of the summer now that your saying this. "That's why I have decide to to sign you up to become a debutante at the club."
What. The. Fuck. The one time I want to do something willing. The one time I want to go out on my own, my mom announces this bullshit.
I mean the idea doesn't sound bad in my head, I could make new friends, I would have to go shopping for clothes that fitted the event and maybe even get an escort for the debutante ball but when the ideas come out of my mothers mouth they are bad like, really bad.
One time I had one of this debutante things back in New York, where I live and I remember that on the day of the ball some girl stepped on the skirt part of my dress while dancing not on purpose, but the consequences were very very embarrassing; I had fallen to the ground and the skirt part was torn off exposing my underwear.
"Yeah as much as I love you I'm not participating in one of this things again."
"Well I don't think she was really giving you the option," my brother shrugged. I immediately shot him a death glare and I know that he saw it but decided to ignore it. I scoffed, "Fine if what you want is me to go out I'll go walk biscuits right now, but I won't become a debutante again." Considering I never actually became one because I never finished the ceremony. I stood up from my seat and started to walk inside the house
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Fanfiction"So we can say Biscuits was our cupid then," I said while smiling. Jere chuckled and embraced me in a warm hug. "Damn right we can." - 💕