What the Spell

Chapter Six: Partying

The rest of the week was uneventful, other than the fact that I was too good for my own good in class. On Saturday, I was thrilled to get a break.

Headmistress had already told all of us that there was a lake down by the Academy that students hung out at over the weekends, and I was excited to go and forget about all the stress I had been under lately. It was my chance to get drunk, and possibly get a cute expert boy.

We were considered beginners, then there were novices, and then experts; apparently, there were a lot of hot experts, and I was thrilled at the thought of seeing them shirtless.

Apparently, a lot of the girls were wearing slutty bathing suits, and I wasn’t going to be left out of the loop. Plus, how else was I going to get a guy? I mean, they were teenage guys after all.

I slipped into the bathing suit, and blushed as I looked at myself in the mirror. The thought of anyone seeing me in that made me feel nervous, but I got a rush from it, as well.

The bikini was black (naturally) and stringy. The top had strings in the center, pulled together to connect the pieces of fabric, and that enhanced my cleavage. It was the bottom pat, however, that raised the most concern. There were patches that were a little too tiny for my comfort over my butt and crotch, connected by black stings, and I feared that everything would somehow spill out.

“I dare you to wear that!” laughed Scarlett, walking out of the closet in her slutty bikini.

“Alright then,” I laughed, throwing on a tank top as a cover up.

“Chris is going to flip,” laughed Erin.

“Why? He doesn’t like me like that, anyway.”

Scarlett snorted. “Girl, are you blind? Of course he does! He’s been concerned about you since day one, and has been following you around like a lost puppy 24/7.”

“And, he’s constantly asking me how you are,” Phoebe added.

I blushed, but quickly changed the topic. “We’re meeting Ash and Chris there; apparently, Ash wants to introduce us to his friends.”

“His hot friends,” whistled Scarlett, shaking her butt enthusiastically. I just laughed at her as we all walked down to the lake.

Music blared from speakers, and people were in the water, as well as dancing around the lake. I found Ash and his friends, and mentally whistled.

I knew Ash had to be sexy, but damn. He had a six-pack, and I practically melted as his muscles shook when he waved to us. I pulled myself together (the last thing I wanted was to be caught staring) and waved back.

“Let’s mentally pull ourselves together before we go over there,” I whispered to the girls as we went over to Ash and his five friends.

“Hi,” I greeted.

“You’re the girl who punched out Ash, right?” one asked, and I tried not to linger on his body.