Savannah Williams
"Oh my god I can't believe he asked me to be his girlfriend! You know, I always thought he liked Summer but oh well, it's her loss." I say. Cecilia, one of my so called besties, links arms with me, as we both walk through town.
"Oh my god, you're so lucky! When's your date?"
"Tomorrow! Omg can you come shopping with me, Celia?" I ask. I call Cecilia Celia a lot for short, sometimes I just can't be bothered to say Cecilia. I have other things in mind, and other things to say, and do, like finding the perfect outfit to wear to the date with my new boyfriend.
"Yeah, sure, Sav. Wanna go now?"
"Yes yes yes. I can use my dad's credit card. I might've stolen it from him." I say and we both giggle as we both walk into the nearest clothing store. "Ugh. That dress is disgusting." I say as I point to a mustard coloured dress, and it comes up to your knees. "It would suit Brittany. It'll match her hair." Celia laughs.
"Yeah, deffo. That creep. She's so full of herself." Celia agrees. "Oh my god! This is perfect!" I look towards Cecilia to see she was holding up a red dress coming up to about mid-thigh. See, this is one of the main reasons why I'm friends with Celia. She's so fashionable.
"Will it fit me? Get me the smallest size, girlfriend." I say, flicking my hair over my shoulder and walking over to the changing rooms. Soon, Celia comes with a dress. "Thanks." I say, and head into a changing room, slipping out of my skirt and crop top. After I put the dress on, I look in the mirror. It's a very tight fitting dress in the top half, pushing my breasts up a little, showing more skin, which is just perfect, and the bottom half is a little looser. I walk out of the changing room.
"You look smoking hot, Sav! Raymond is gonna die when he sees you."
"I know, right? This dress is perf. I'm gonna get it." I say, and walk into the changing rooms and I tilt my head a little and look in the mirror. I nod to myself and I quickly get changed back.
After I have paid for dress, I say bye to Cecilia and head to a stylist shop.
"Hello." The woman at the reception says.
"Hi." I say. "Do you have anyone that can fix up my dress for me?"
"Well let me have a look." She says, clicking on the mouse of her computer. "Yes we do. He's just in the first room on the right."
"Okay. Thanks." I say, and walk over to the room on the right, and close the door behind me, slowly locking it.
"Hello." He says. He's about in his twenties, and he has dirty blonde hair.
"Hey." I say, licking my lips.
"U-um what can I do for you?"
"Well first of all, I think I need to put on my dress and I'll show you." I say, and strip all my clothes off, leaving me in my bra and underwear. I see out of the corner of my eye that the guy is staring at my ass, but I just ignore it and put my dress on. "So I think I need my boobs to show more." I say, pushing my boobs up. "Maybe that much?"
"Uh huh." He says.
"Yeah. That would be... Just about it on the dress.
"Sure thing." He says slowly. I walk over to him, swaying my hips, and put an arm around him.
"So....." I say, drawing circles on his chest. "How much will that cost?" I ask, biting my bottom lip.
"U-um..... I'll have to see."
"Is there any way.... I could get a discount?"
"A discount? N-" I don't give him time to finish his sentence, I put my lips onto his for a few seconds, as if to tease him, and then pull away.
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Surfing Days
Novela JuvenilSummer Danvers is a typical fifteen-year-old girl who loves to surf. Raymond Elliot, a boy that's known Summer since they were little, shares her love of surfing. He is the most popular boy in school, the golden boy. One day, globally known directo...
