'Oh whatever.' I thought. I threw a raggedy towel around myself and ran into my room, almost bumping into my stepdad.
"Oh hey there, kiddo." He said cheerily.
I grunted in acknowledgment and brushed past him to get to my room. I rummaged through my drawers and found my last year's bikini. Not my finest outfit that's for sure, but it'll have to do. I grab my cell phone and flip flops and head out the door. "Mom I'm leaving!" I yell over my shoulder. She's out the door in a flash with my brother Ian on her heels. "Oh honey, have a good first day! Be safe! Manners!" She says. I grin, "Alright."
"Don't kill anyone." My supportive brother says. I stick my tongue out at him childishly and step into my little charcoal Prius.
On the way to the pool, I suddenly realize I have absolutely nothing to cover up with, I only am going to show up in my bikini. I hit the steering wheel in frustration, making the lady next to me give me a annoyed look. I ignore her and drive the rest of the way, hoping they'll give me a lifeguard shirt or something.
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Lifeguard
Teen FictionTwo teens both are set up to lifeguard on Mondays, Wednesdays & Fridays together. How will the two of them make it through the summer? He being the most popular boy in school with girls in bikinis showing up almost every day, offering to put on hi...
