a shit show

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Jessika pov

I pull a blanket over my head.

"My dad will never let this go," i say.

"Or Geoff and Otto," she said.

"Ahhh," i say.

"Sorry," she says.

"Its fine," i say.

I sit up and look at her.

"Your so gorgeous," she said.

I hid my now red face using my hands.

She pulls my hands to her lap and pulls me in and kisses me.

"I can hid the chest ones but the neck ones," i say.

She laughs.

"Hey we can try and cover the marks with makeup," she says.

"I dont wear it," i say.

"We can try mine," she says.

I nod.

She grabs her backpack and starts looking threw it. She pulls brushes and makeup bottles out of the bag.

"Look up," she say.

I do.

She adds a cold liquid to my neck in the three diffrent spots. She blends it and then grabs a powder and puts it on me.

"In the morning before you go back to waterparks bus remind me to put it on you," she says.

I nod.

"How long are these supposed to last?," i ask.

"Three to fifteen days," she says.

I sigh.

She jumps out of the bunk.

"I will be right back," she says.

I nod.

She comes back in pajamas and a pair of pajama bottoms.

She hads me them and i walk to the bathroom to change.

I walk back to the bunk and lay down.

She lays down next to me. I close my eyes and feel my sleeve to my flannel being moved. I panic and open my eyes and turn around.

"Hey come back here," she said.

"No," i say.

She scots closer to me and puts a leg on my legs and warps her arms around me. She starts to mess with the sleeve.

I stayed quite.

She gose into shock. A lot of them where white but a few where still around from when i last did that in July.

"Sit up," she says.

I sigh and sit up.

She tackles me in a hug.

"Dont do this ever again," she says.

I nod.

We lay back down and she buried me in her chest and put blankets on me.

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