The Contest (Johnnie Guilbert fanfic)

Chapter Two

A/N: WOW holy pewp this story is getting reads YAY! I'm so happy some people like it too cx well sorry for not updating, school is unfortunately back in my life and I'm taking an AP class (I instantly regret it) .-. So idk if I'll have time to work on this story but let's see how it goes! ENJOY I luffz ya person who is reading dis <3

CHAPTER TWO:

LILY'S POV

"Push it in harder!" I yelled, squeezing my eyes in frustration.

"It's too tight!" The guy behind me mocked, smirking at my reaction.

Well, isn't this just great? I was currently stuck with a perverted guy my age, a creepy drunk man, and my best friend. Did I mention my best friend was also a perverted male? This was such a great way to bond.

Now, you must have thought something wrong at what I yelled. To answer your question: no, I wasn't asking a guy to stick his dick in me.

I was asking for my best friend, Zack and the perverted guy to help attach the stupid strap into the bottom of my bathing suit, which by the way was driving me insane. If they don't help me fix this issue quickly, my entire top would fall. I don't want these people to be the first ones to see my boobs!

I was such an agitated mess right now.

Zack couldn't stop snickering behind me, along with the perverted guy. Knowing Zack, he was probably thinking something perverted as well. Idiot.

I glared at him, "Fuck you, Zack. This is all your fault!" If Zack didn't play around with my straps in the pool, we wouldn't be in this mess. He is the king of Idiots.

His tongue played around with his lip piercing to help hide a grin, "I don't see what the big deal is, Lillian. I've seen your boobs many times..."

Was this guy asking for a death wish? He called me by my full name, PLUS he lied to the entire world. Goodbye Zachary, rest in peace.

The creepy drunk man put his hands on Zack's shoulders, "I know righttttt... tits... good!"

I rolled my eyes as the perverted guy behind me snickered in response, "Tits are good. High in protein, ya know."

Squeezing my hands, I glared at all of them. I was surrounded by a bunch of idiots. Is this what Squidward felt like when he first met SpongeBob and Patrick? If it is, I actually felt bad for him.

"What is he doing here, anyways?" I asked Zack, pointing at the creepy drunk man who was currently squeezing water from his swimming trunks. I wasn't aware he existed until Zack dragged him out from the pool. Don't ask why, I have no idea at all.

In response, Zack just shrugged. "I don't know, to keep us company? He's fucking hilarious,"

Facepalm. "Zack, do you realize you basically just kidnapped this guy?" I was about to lecture him until he bursted out laughing, completely ignoring my anger.

"Lily, you have to learn to live. Enjoy life, not follow the rules..." He smiles, pinching my cheeks.

I'm assuming my glares didn't scare him anymore. This was the hundredth glare I've sent him, and he's still behaving like an idiot. Oh, how I want to murder Zack...

I heard laughter behind me, "When a girl has tits like that, she's so strict. Hotdamn."

Oh, that was it.

Turning around, I grabbed the perverted guy by his hair. His eyes widened as he released the straps from my top, causing me to yelp.

I felt a breeze on my current bare chest, which brought my hands to cover the area immediately.

I should've thought this plan through.

My boobs were basically exposed to my best friend, a drunk man, and a perverted guy. 'Life really wanted me to suffer', I thought bitterly to myself.

Not knowing what to do, I did what was expected. I ran away from the scene, allowing my blue hair to fly around messily in the wind.