𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 • eli moskowitz

𝐭𝐰𝐨

sabs came up from the water and swam to the edge of the pool

"what're we talking about?" she asked.

sam, moon, and yasmine were sitting on the side of the pool, talking.

"how kyler's been eye-banging sam the whole day." yasmine replied with a smirk.

sabs gagged. "ugh, gross. kyler's such a skeeze."

"shut up." yasmine said.

sabs rolled her eyes and got out of the pool, walking by the girls to get a snack.

she was wearing a black bikini while yasmine's was pink, moons was lilac with blue and dark purple mixed in and sam was wearing a white t-shirt over her bathing suit.

yasmine leaned over to sam and moon.

"do you guys think sabs is getting chubby?" she whispered.

moon looked over at her.

"don't look!" yasmine whisper-shouted.

"she's not. and even if she was, why does it matter?" sam said.

"because it's gross. and she's my friend. i'm not friends with fat people, sam, you know this. also, she's too pretty to be fat." yasmine replied. "i'm gonna say something."

"don't."

"i am."

"yas—."

"shhh, she's coming back!"

sabs walked over with a bag of sun chips in her hands.

yasmine looked to sam and moon then to sabs.

"hey, sabs." yasmine smiled.

"uh, hi, yasmine." sabs replied as she popped a chip into her mouth.

"do you really think you should be eating those?" yasmine raised her eyebrows.

sabs stopped chewing and swallowed.

"what?"

"yasmine."

yasmine gave sam a look, then looked back at sabs.

"i mean...i don't know, those aren't exactly healthy and—."

"hey! hey, hey! what the hell is going on here?"

they all looked over to see mr. larusso, daniel larusso standing in the backyard.

"oh, shit." moon muttered, worry in her voice.

sam quickly stood up as daniel shut off the music.

sabs looked at sam and stood up.

yasmine quickly grabbed the bag of chips thag was sitting next to sabs before she stood up.

"alright, everybody get out of here, right now." daniel ordered.

sam walked over to her father and sabs was right behind her.

"i am so sorry, dad. i had no idea you'd be home so early." sam said.

"it doesn't make a difference what time i get home, sam. you think we want strangers in the backyard making a mess?" daniel scolded.

"mr. larusso, don't yell at sam. it was my idea." sabs interrupted.

sam gave her a look as if to say 'are you crazy?'

"i appreciate it, sabs, but i think we both know this wasn't your idea." daniel replied.

"yeah, you're right. can i at least stay?" sabs raised her eyebrows.

"i think we both know the answer to that as well." he said.