Poor Bugga
"I think they're a few sizes too small...." I'm standing in front of the changing room's mirror, unwillingly wearing the smallest hot pink bikini existing, my boobs practically falling out of the thing. My blonde waves are let loose and hang on my shoulders. I desperately wish I had grown my hair longer so that it could cover more of my body.
"Can I see?" I hear Cassidy's voice from the other side of the door. Lee isn't shopping with us. Thank God. As much as he debated that I need a 'boy's perspective' in picking out an outfit, I threatened I'd change my mind about going to the party. The guy seriously needs a life.
She opens the door, ignoring my ignorance. "Oh! Um... You look-"
"Like a slut."
"Yeah." Cass admits apprehensively, "don't worry, we'll find one you'll like."
"Can't I wear a swimsuit instead?" Cassidy just shakes her head, determinedly searching through tiny outfits for me to wear.
I go back in and change back into my... can you guess? Jeans and a tank top. Sitting down, I continue to discard each piece of material she attests. Seriously, who wears these things? I guess some are OK, but most of them look like a bloody eye-patch. (Get it? Bloody eye patch. More of my hilarious puns.)
"How about this one?" She pulls out a hideous floral set. I cringe in disgust, and Cassidy intelligently using that to decipher her answer, puts it back.
I sigh at this endless mission that has already clearly failed. This is going to be a long day.
"Well, we might've found one by now if you actually helped?" Suggests Cassidy, slightly muttering.
To satisfy her, I stand up and hopelessly look through a different section.
Ew.
No.
Way too floral.
Straps are too thin.
Too much pink.
Not enough material!
... Is that a thong?
After what seems like days of switching shops, we finally settle on a pair from Sea Folly. I'm not a huge fan of it, but considering my previous options, it's decent enough. The colour of it is basically black with lace, the lace is actually swimming material! So much trouble for such a little thing. The sides are outlined in a neon green, making it look more complicated. The bottom part is not a thong, it's plain black.
I guess I'm happy with it. Although my blonde hair stands out a lot near the black, so on the dreading Sunday of the party, I tie it into a loose bun which Cassidy requested.
I wore pink Flip Flops since they were my only pair, Cassidy thinks they look stupid but Lee doesn't even notice them.
Wearing a mid-thigh pair of shorts and a t-shirt over my bikini, I nervously enter the outside pool area. It's 6pm, so it's not dark yet but there are lights already surrounding the pavement. And the place is swarming with people. Legit. Both the pools are filled, the bars and inside. The blaring music makes it worse, my ears are filled with loud, unfamiliar thumping and booming as soon we arrive.
"Let's go find the guys." Says Cassidy, who has already taken off her top and is showing off her bikini which looks amazing on her.
"We just got here, Cass! I'm sure you can wait a few minutes before dry humping Dana."
"Shut up, Lee! Wait. There he is! Bye!" Cassidy walks off to Dana who is pouring himself a drink. The others aren't with him so Cass goes up and gives him a greeting hug, then obliges to take the drink that he offers.
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Outlawed (Cole Pendery)
Teen Fiction"Do you love him?" The question repeats thoroughly in my mind. A tough question, not only because I'm unsure, but because there is kind of a lot of pressure right now. "Yes, yes I love him! Now please... stop." My voice is hollow, refusing my plead...