(Italics is Spanish because I am to lazy to translate)
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We are still sitting on the upper deck. All of the introductions have been done and we have somewhat split of into different conversations. Obviously I recognized him when he walked onto the deck, I do have a decent memory, but we haven't done anything more than make eye contact.
"Wait isn't that the Mercedes dude?" Saffron asked interrupting a conversation between me and Enzo, whose eyes just widen. Gossipy Bitches. Without me even responding to her question she continues. "You never told me he was friends with Paulie."
My face turns to disbelief. "How was I meant to know who he is friends with, we have talked in person twice." Lorenzo no to sneakily peered at all his friends, attempting to find out who we are talking about.
It take a second for him to process all the information. "WAIT. Mercedes boy is Kimi." He shouts the first bit then whispers the rest.
My face just drops in realization "YOU FUCKING SNITCH." If Lorenzo shouting didn't get everyone's attention, I defiantly did. Everyone just looks at us in a strange way as me, Saffi and Enzo all begin to yell at each other in Spanish.
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We are about five minuets away from our destination, after our 'argument' the three of us where forced to distance ourselves from each other by Alina. The breeze from the sea passes through my hair as re-emerge from inside of the yacht. Me and the girls had just gone to get changed and I was the last one out.
Alina is wearing a new baby blue bikini that matches her eyes to perfection, Saffron is wearing a one-piece beige swimsuit with a low back, and I am wearing a strappy, black bikini. My feet pound against the wooden floor as they make their way over to Paul. "Hey Paulie." My voice drags out the last syllable of his name.
He takes a quick glance at me, giving me a knowing look. "Yes Miss Passenger Princess." He jokes.
"By chance do you remember where you put the bag with the sunscreen?" Questioning, I plant myself onto the chair net to the captain's one. He pointed at me then at the wheel, giving me a signal. Me and him switch places, me now taking control and him on the passenger chair rummaging around in a pile of a few bags.
"SPF 50 or 30?" Paul asks pulling out two orange and blue bottles. "Neverminded, you always go for factor 50. Make sure Saffron and Alina also put some on." In one quick motion he removed the steering wheel from my hand and replaced it with the bottle.
"Thanksss Paulie." I yell towards him, walking back to the others. I have yet to talk to Mr Italian or well 'Kimi' as he was introduced to us, in person since the Monaco Gp. For the past few days he has sent me a few sentences in Italian which end up with us texting for a few hours at a time but nothing more than that.
I make my way over to the group before taking a seat on the wooden floor planks in between of Saffi's and Dino's chairs. Everyone was deep on a conversation together. I lather my body up with the sunscreen before handing the bottle over to Saffron and attempting to understand what was going on in the conversation.
"After swimming what should we do?" Ollie questions the group. Everything is a silent for a minuet while they think. Not having any ideas, my eyes scan around the group again. Everyone was now changed into their swimsuits.
"How about we play games once we are done." Arthur speaks up.
"What games?" Dino questioned, clearly having an interest in the idea. A look was shared between Saffron, Alina and me.
"You do not want the four of us to play games with each other." Paul appeared out of nowhere. "We get banned from at least one game per game-night." All the boys burst out laughing, thinking Paul is joking. They slowly become quiet once they all realize that he is in fact not joking just by the looks on our faces.
"How do you get banned from playing games?" Arthur questions in disbelief.
"It always has been Paulie's fault." Saffron defends while Alina just agrees.
"BULLSHIT" Paul screams at the top of his lungs. I just sit there in silent acceptance as my eyes dart around the group.
As my eyes fall upon Kimi, we make eye contact. His eyes are a medium brown, almost a milk chocolate color, and are filled with emotion. The world seems to slow around us. The slight difference in the shades of brown in his eyes seen to swirl around, trapping me in a trance.
Words murmur in the background of my mind, slowly getting louder and louder until it snaps me out of the trance. "HOW IS IT MY FAULT WE GOT BANNED FROM TRUTH OR DARE?" Saffron screams in a violent tone, standing up to confront Paul.
"Your the one who dared me to do it." Paul fights.
"Can I have some input in this?" Ali pipes up. "If it is anyone's fault, it clearly is Adie's." My face just drops.
"That's just. That's." My mind fails to form a complete sentence. "I'll take half the responsibility, the rest is going to Paul." I bargain.
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Girl Talk!
Um yeah
I'm somewhat struggling because I don't know how to make a
proper interaction between the two.
so anyways how has your days been?
make sure you have read 1.4 and 1.5 because I'm not 100% sure that
notifications have been put out for them.
Have a lovely day/night <3
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