Written in Books [ENG] | Lando Norris

13

Stormi

I didn't know if he saw my tattoo on my ass or not but I was hoping that he didn't. It was embarrassing.

I had made that tattoo only because I lost a bet with Laura in Vegas a year ago. We both were drunk back then.

– Storm! Are you there?! – Laura shouted when she opened the door to her apartment that I was in.

I haven't got anything to do so I came there to chill a bit.

– Living room! – I shouted back.

I was laying on her couch watching TV when she came up to me in her big girl clothes and glasses on her nose. She looked like a businesswoman while I was laying there in my pink tracksuit and unwashed hair.

– Sooooooo... – she started and took off her expensive high heels. – ... what are your plans for this summer? – she asked with a sly smile and sat beside me on the couch.

I frowned and got up a little. She would never ask this kind of question, because we were spending every summer together for years.

Weird.

– I don't know? Why are you asking? – I mumbled slowly with arched brow.

She smiled widely and clasped her hands together on her knee.

– Because we are going to Greece for a week! – she exclaimed with excitement.

I laughed at her behaviour. She was literally acting like a child.

– When? – I asked while fidgeting with my phone in my hand.

– Tomorrow? – she whispered and squinted her eyes.

Okay, what the fuck.

– What? – I mumbled and looked at her. I hoped she was joking.

– It's last minute! I looked through your calendar and saw that you're basically free to go so... – she shrugged and smiled innocently.

Of course she had access to my schedule. I rolled my eyes at her.

– What are we bringing? – I sighed and she screamed with excitement.

Oh boy.

– Okay! So I'm thinking of... – and then she started rambling about all of cute outfits she had planned already.

***

The next day we were already in Greece. The flight was terrible. We were flying from London to Mykonos and I was wearing a pair of really short shorts and a loose shirt with long sleeves. I wasn't wearing a bra. It was unusually hot in England, even in the morning, when we were at the airport so I chose to be comfortable.

I was dressed comfy but when I looked at Laura... She was wearing a cute, short dress and her hair was perfectly curled. We were definitely opposites.

– Where's our taxi? – I asked and sighed because all of the heat that was waiting for us outside the airport.

The sun was hitting our eyes so we put on sunglasses. I sat on my suitcase and looked at the cars. I was praying that one of those cars was our taxi.

– He's coming – Laura mumbled and typed something on her phone.

I rolled my eyes. Yeah, I've heard that taxi drivers in Greece were latecomers but come on, we were waiting for him for almost thirty minutes already. I wanted to leave our suitcases in our little villa and go out to the beach to get some pictures and then go back to the villa to change and get dinner. Simple as that. Nothing crazy.