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Barbie and Ken [29]

⚔Castor Cruz⚔

Whilst the other guys in Year Ten were getting geared up for the formal, I was getting geared up for a SIAU centrefold photoshoot. 

Whilst the other guys in Year Ten were trying to pin flower corsets to their dates dresses, I was sitting in the car with Leila and Lucy.

Whilst the other guys in Year Ten were pretending not to care about the arrangements of the formal, I was pretending not to care that we were at an outdoor swimming pool. 

And finally, whilst the other guys in Year Ten were pretending their dates are beautiful, I was pretending Leila was less beautiful than she really is. 

"Cruz," Lucy said, clicking a finger in front of my face, "He's totally zoned out."

I raised an eyebrow at her, "Sorry?"

She sighed loudly with a small frown, "I was asking if you could go get changed into the clothes Andrew needs you to wear."

"Sure," I shrugged. I peeled my eyes away from Leila who was sitting in a black chair near the pool. 

I was led into the guys' change rooms. They'd completely revamped the inside to resemble something professional. I was sat down into a chair and the guys fluttered around me - like dolphins almost - trying to touch up my hair with gel. By the time they were finished my hair was rock-hard.

This would be a pain to get out in the morning. 

They threw a pair of board-shorts at me that had the Nike logo on them in the bottom-corner and turned their backs. I peeled off my clothes and stepped into the shorts, tying them at my waist. 

"Okay," I said.

"Take off your shirt," one said, with a roll of the eyes. 

I frowned but took it off anyway, revealing my superb six-pack. I smirked and turned to walk out. 

"Shoes!" another shouted.

I sighed and kicked off my thongs. 

Andrew grabbed my arm and said, "Into the water you go."

He pushed me in before I could object. I surfaced and let out a laugh, "Thanks, Andy, I needed that."

I took in a deep breath as the warm water calmed me in the night sky. 

I looked back over to the chair where Leila had been in. I could hear lots of loud voices coming from the girls' change rooms. One lady shouted, "Where the hell is the waterproof mascara?!"

She doesn't need any makeup, I thought. 

Another lady shouted, "Here it is! But I can't find the water-resistant press powder!"

"Here you go!" someone chirped. 

"All done!" they all said at once. 

Slowly, Leila walked out, with a fluffy white dressing-gown wrapped around her body. She looked like a sleepy angel, to be honest. Her blonde hair was in beach waves and her eyes were rimmed with black, like kohl makeup. 

Correction: she didn't look like a sleepy angel; she looked like Aphrodite. 

Leila slowly removed her dressing robe and handed it to the lady next to her. My jaw almost dropped. She wore a dark blue bikini with gold trim. And that was all. She was... stunning, breathtaking... 

But the hardness in her eyes showed she didn't want to be wearing it for some reason. So... she also looked downright terrifying. 

Andrew grinned, "You look great, Leila! Go join Cruz in the water."