[obx au] lexi carter

- the bonfire

tw : drinking, smoking, mentions of physical abuses, descriptions of physical abuses, descriptions (not developed) of sexual assault
words : 2,9k+

        About a week after I returned to Kildare, it was the annual bonfire that officially announced the start of summer. For every teen and young adult on the island, it was THE event that should not be missed. Of course, Sarah and I were no exception to the rule. We started talking about it even before I came back to the Outer Banks. Mostly because, this year more than any other, we really wanted to spend the time of our lives at the party. We had finally graduated high school, with excellent grades on top of that, and we were about to step into adult life in September. So, this summer really was the last we could enjoy without having to think about our future and all the scary stuff that come when you become an adult.

        In this bright day of early July, Sarah and I had spent almost all afternoon together. She had come at Hollow Creek right after lunch. We had spent a couple hours in the pool, playing with Joy and Wheezie, or tanning on the deck chairs under the burning sun. Following Mom's commands, we had all applied sunscreen every two hours. "Do as you want" Mom had said, "but don't come crying to me if you get sunburned and end up as red as a lobster for tonight's big party.". Right after Mom had disappeared into the house, Sarah had been the first to jump on the sunscreen tube to apply a thick layer on her skin.

        We had left our little sisters in the pool about half an hour ago, and Sarah and I were now chilling in my bedroom. Or I must say, I was chilling, while Sarah kept coming back and forth from my bathroom with a different outfit every time. "Girl, how did you managed to take all of these clothes from your wardrobe? You came with only one bag!" I asked my friend in a chuckle while glancing at her standing in front of my mirror.

        "Oh, these are not from my house." She replied to me, turning around to face me. "These are yours."

        "Well... then, you're welcome, I guess." I added, rolling my eyes a little. With all the clothes she has, I will always be surprised that she still has to steal mine to find her perfect outfit. And how did she find things she didn't have yet? Her wardrobe is at least three time bigger than mine!

        "I think I found the perfect outfit!" Sarah declared stepping out of the bathroom one last time. She opted for a cute lavender top that I recognized to be one of mine and a simple pair of shorts. "Now get up, it's your turn!" she commanded me. "You have to be the prettiest tonight. You have a revenge to take!" She continued, winking at me.

        "And that is why my outfit is planned for three days already." I replied with the same wink as hers.

        My friend faked an outraged face and put a shocked hand on her chest. "And you didn't tell me?!"

        "Sorry?" I apologized making eyes at her.

        "Apologies accepted..." Sarah said. "But only if you get drunk tonight!"