A Summer To Remember

Oh No

Chapter 5

A knock interrupted mine and Nancy's conversation. I saw Becky poke her head through the door and smiled timidly at us.

"Come on in, Becksters." Nancy motioned with a smile.

"Looking good, mini me!" I held my hand up and she high fived it.

We practically had the same outfit, but mine is...how should I put this... "sluttier". Yes, the outfit is from the Flashdance movie in 1983. Practically like the one you see in 80's work out videos. I got my black workout leotard on (have it for ballet classes, which I'll be taking this summer), black leg warmers and the sweatshirt was big and grey but Nancy shredded the bottom part so it only reaches the bottom side of my breasts and also the neck was cut so that it hangs on one shoulder. I paired it with my black heels since I didn't want to walk around on the grassy ground all night. I'm sticking with my blonde hair cause wigs are itchy but Roxanne helped us get it into that 80's big and frizzy hairs. Which needed a lot of hairspray. Nancy only placed waterproof eye liner and mascara and then pink lip gloss since I need to be "sweating" or whatever.

"Mia, you look hot!" Becky said, pouncing on my bed that had all our messy stuff.

"Thanks. You don't mind that we share the same costume?"

"No, I think it's actually fun! I wish I could be as hot as you are when I'm your age..." She fluttered her little eyelashes at me while swinging her little legs from my bed.

Nancy and I laughed. "Don't worry, kid. You'll be hotter than Mia when the time comes!" Nancy laughs.

I rolled my eyes at them.

Nancy went as Pat Benatar. Her outfit was the same replica of Pat Benatar's, tight and fitted to her skin, showing all her right curves. See, that's why she's more popular than I am.

"Mia, dad said when we're done, we should go downstairs."

"Let's go then." I held out my hand and she took it.

All of us went downstairs and saw Keithie in his preppy costume, with his foot elevated. Bowzer, the dog, was by the back door with a mohawk.

Keithie whistled at us. "Now, I know why Greg takes long showers. Dang, Mia, you look hot!"

Nancy raised her eyebrow at him and cleared her throat. "Oh, you look even better, Nancy!"

Nancy may be sweet and cheery but she can be an absolute nightmare sometimes.

"How we doin'?" Lenny entered.

"Hey, dad, why do we get to wear costumes and you don't?"

"He is wearing a costume, you idiot. Bruce Springsteen, Born in the USA." I said and then Lenny turned and did his pose.

"Who's Bruce Springsteen?" Keithie asked.

"I guess some guy with a giant butt?" Becky answered. Nancy and I laughed at that.

"Haha, you don't know who the boss is? I stink as a father!"

"You do not stink as a father. You're the best father I know. that's why I don't understand why-" Roxanne went in.

"Why I don't want a baby because I don't want one! Let's move on from this." Lenny yelled but his teeth were clenched.

Roxanne shuts her mouth and began to tear up, her eyes darted around the room and began to slowly walk, in heels, upstairs but Lenny tried to stop her which only made her ran, sobbing, on the way up.

"Tell her it wasn't you talking, dad, it was your flabby ass." Keithie butts in.

"You want me to 'accidentally' break the other leg." Lenny put on the quotation mark on accidentally.