Ch.2-Crazy girls

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                                                                 Caroline

It's an absolute gorgeous day outside and I'm an absolute gorgeous girl. and what better way to show off a gorgeous girls body on a gorgeous day than to go to the beach! But I can't go alone! Now, who of all my sorry little friends will be willing to be outshone at the beach by me. Jesse! Of course!

"Hey, girl! Have you seen the day? It's absolutely gorgeous, right? When I saw the sun shinning like that all I could honestly think about was you in your new blue bikini! We just have to go to the beach together! meet me on the dock? That's where all the good looking boys always are."  I winked at myself in the mirror.

Jesse's high pitched squeal sang through the receiver,"actually, I can't Carol, sorry. I'm babysitting."

I noticed my usual scowl appear in my mirror, "Cancel!" in the happiest voice I can manage

"I can't."

"So you're just going to leave me to fend for myself in this scorching heat! Some friend you are."

"Caroline! I have to babysit! Find someone else to carry your crap for you today." With that the line was cut. You have got to be kidding me! I was turned down! Oh well! Moving on! 

"Hey girl! Have you seen the day? It's absolutely gorgeous, right?..."

"We should go to the beach! i just got this super cute floral bikini for the new season!" Bridget sounded absolutely ecstatic. Hook, line and sinker!

"That sound fabulous, Bridget! meet me at the dock in 30?"

"30 minutes! How long does it take you to get ready?"

"At least a half hour, sweat heart. Nobody likes a freckle face!" remembering all Bridget's freckles I grin sadistically.

'Umm, Carry, i have freckles."

"oh! You do don't you! well that's a shame now isn't it? Anyways I need to go lotion. Ta ta!" and with that I hung up the phone.

After a half hour of indecision I finally settled on a simple, vibrant pink bikini. it will seem as though i didn't care as much as what to wear next to Bridget in her patterned bikini. Logic! Caroline Cross, Smart, gorgeous, and pretty! I love myself!-not to be vain, of course.

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"Bridget! Baby, Get your ass over here! You look absolutely stunning! Wow!"

"Thanks Carol, umm, You're twenty minutes late."

"Traffic."

"You can't drive."

"Oops! Silly me! ha ha. Guess I should think before I speak! ha ha!" I walked off before Bridget actually starts thinking again.

The two of us flaunt our way to an area right below a large oak tree so ass to not get freckles in the sun.

"Oh, my god. Did you see the way she looked at me? ugh, she is such a slut." I whine being sure to remain my perfect scowl.

"Caroline, She's in board shorts. I can see your ass hanging out your bikini." I gasp! How dare she actually comment! Of course, that was the idea, but I didn't expect innocent Bridget to actually talk back to me!

"Bridget, Darling, This is why you are single." Bridget's face contorted into a look of absolute disgust and horror.

She screams,"So are you!"

being sure to remain calm because nobody wants wrinkles at a young age "Yes, but that's the idea, sweetheart, I want to be chased. It's fun!"

before Bridget could again reply with one of her snooty comments the sand caught on fire! yes, you heard me. The sand caught fire! Our towels caught aflame, our bags. I was jumping up and down like a crazy person and my gorgeous blond braid was coming undone my feet were scorching hot and I couldn't help myself;I burst out into hysterical, uncontrollable laughter. This was hilarious! perfect timing!

when Bridget and I finally hop our way to the parking lot we both look at each other and burst out laughing once again. Bridget's eyes were bugging out of their sockets, her hair was a rats nest, she was sweating like a pig and I wouldn't be surprised if I looked the same! I calm myself down and look around. we should probably get out before the cops show. I notice a boy, red faced and absolutely horrified, staring at me. I know that look. I hand him my signature smirk and flaunt off. Lets have some fun.

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