Chapter Eight - Aesthetic Photos & Ferris Wheel Rides
A good 10 minutes into the drive, we reached a parking lot and from far away I could see a very colorful Ferris wheel.
The Santa Monica Pier looked so beautiful and this was just from far.
"It's amazing right." Jack smiled as we stepped out of the car and Jack took an adidas duffle bag out of the truck.
"I should've come before." I said still in shock.
"Well, we aren't going there yet. It's better at night." Jack smiled. We began walking to the beach which was just as beautiful.
We made it all the way down and went under the pier.
"Did we really come to the Santa Monica Pier, if I didn't take some aesthetic photos for your Instagram?" Johnson chuckled.
"True but I don't have a swimsuit and I'm wearing jeans." I stated.
"I may have had Alyssa grab a few things." Jack sheepishly said.
"Well step out of here while I change real quick under my clothes." I chuckled.
"Oh yeah." Jack mumbled which made his face grow red. He quickly walked away from the spot we were in.
I grabbed a towel and wrapped myself around it. I then quickly changed under the towel. I put on my shorts over my swimsuit which was a one piece. It was black and it showed my curves and has a deep cut down to my lower back and showed my hips due to the holes in the sides.
I put my clothes from earlier in the bag and slid on my slippers. I put my hair up in a quick ponytail and called Johnson to come back.
He came back in his swim trunks and no shirt.
"I went back to the car and changed in there." He chuckled.
"Well let's take those aesthetic photos now." I chuckled.
I opened my phone camera and took photos of Johnson from up close.
"Those aren't aesthetic." Jack gave me a pointed look.
"I know." I chuckled. "I just wanted blackmail and these are some pretty gross photos of you." I pretended to make a gross look while looking at the photos.
"Oh give me that." He said and tried to take my phone but I locked it before you could.
"Oh well." I shrugged.
"What was that? Throw you in the water. I mean I that's what you want." Jack pretended.
"Don't you dare." I said and began taking careful steps back.
"Delete the photos." He negotiated.
"No." I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Do it." He stated.
"No." I said.
"Fine. You asked for it." He shrugged.
"Noo." I said and ran off which he began to chase me. "You'll never catch me!" I yelled.
"We'll see about that!" He yelled to me.
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