The Cell Phone Swap *A Matthew Espinosa FanFic*

Chapter 11

I opened my eyes and found my clock and it read 10:30 AM. ughhhh. So I got up and decided to get ready for the day. I didn't shower because I was going to the beach. I washed my face to wake myself up. I put on my waterproof tinted moisturizer just to make my face look less pale.

I didn't put on any makeup really because there was no point.

I went to my bathing suit drawer and picked out my black and pink tringl bikini. I was very confident about my body. I was on the heavier side of most girls but I wasn't ashamed to wear bikinis because I accepted my body. And I am physically fit, just because I weigh more doesn't mean I'm fat, just means I have muscle.

I put that on then covers it up with some denim frayed shorts and a beach boys crop top. I swept my hair up into a ponytail and placed my black nike hat over my head.

I then packed my beach bag. I got out my tote bag that I use only for the beach and packed my essentials. So my headphones, a speaker, portable fully charged charger, a fresh set of clean clothes, two beach towels, tanning lotion, and my wallet.

I texted Emma telling her that I was ready and we could stop at in n out instead of eating at home. By then it was 12:00.

She got to my house and we took my car just because it was more of a beach car. I loved my car. Last year for my birthday my parents, bought my a beautiful black jeep. And that is my most prized possession.

She got her at like 12:30 and we were off to Malibu for the day.

I plugged my phone into the AUX cord and we jammed out to Hoodie Allen, Drake, And Ed Sheeran. We got to an in n out and let me tell you I have been craving that for that longest time.

I felt so fat a I had a shake, fries and a double double. I don't understand how I can eat like a man.

we finished up and continued our drive to Malibu expect this time we listened to every, and I mean every Justin Bieber song. Emma was a fan, I was not.

We got to Nash's Malibu beach house around 1:30. The place was gorgeous. It was weird because the place had a pool. So I didn't know what we were doing.

"Hello ladiesss", all the guys greeted us.

"I will show you guys to a guest room where you ladies can keep your things.", Nash said.

I'm not gonna lie this place was nice. Like this is nicer than some of the Beverly Hills homes.

We made our way to the room and set down our things. We went out back to join the guys for our barbecue. Nash and Johnson were grilling some steaks for us. I felt special.

While we were waiting Johnson literally threw Emma into the pool, and the rest of the boys, besides Nash, jumped in as well. Emma was really happy with Jack and for her I have to put up and shut up because she hasn't been this happy since out our sophomore year. She was in a great relationship until her boyfriend decided to drink and drive him self home. He got into a major car accident and their was nothing the doctors could do to save him. He died and Emma was crushed. One of the main reasons she stopped partying and drinking. She didn't want that to happen to her. She was crushed and she couldn't love after that. Guys would constantly ask her out on dates, try to show her affection, but she pushed them all away. Afraid that if she got attached something bad would go wrong.

As for me, guys would constantly come after me, and if I showed anything back, "Chelsea's a hoe, what a slut, how many guys numbers does she have, surprised she isn't pregnant" I was constantly put down and called a how or slut. But it's because I had something most girls didn't. I was very confident. I didn't call myself fat or skinny. I didn't have to fish for complements. but I didn't go around being a hoe. I was normal. I keep to myself I never "dated" guys. I was just plain old Chelsea.