70 Days Of Summer

Day 33

" wake up! Wake up!" Catalina pouts, slapping pillows at my head.
" later, Leo. Later...," I mumble, still asleep.
" it's not Leo, it's Catalina. By the way, you have a boyfriend, his name is buren, not Leo," Catalina's voice booms in my ear. I sit up straight, and I am breathing very heavily. My dream with Leo was, well it was, very......active.
" yah, um, I was calling Leo because I told him to bring me waffles for breakfast," I lie. Catalina obviously knows I was dreaming a porno with Leo, by the way she arches her eyebrows.
" well, clearly Leo, who is thrice your age may I add, has terrible memory since he brought us pancakes, not waffles," Catalina says, getting off the bed, and dropping straight back in it. Thrice my age? Thrice? I could deal with 26, but 39?
" right. Pancakes. Well, I can handle that," I say panicking, but not knowing why I'm panicking. Umm. Maybe because I let an almost 40 year old guy check out my bare breasts? Yep. I figured it out.
" I'm sure you can," Catalina smirks.
I roll my eyes, and take a bite into a Pancake.
" so, what is our plan today?" I ask, taking another bite.
" I don't know. What do you want to do?" Catalina asks.
" I don't know. I'm all out of ideas," I say hopelessly.
" well, we could sunbathe topless in the park," Catalina says giggling.
" won't we like, get arrested or something," I say matter-of-factly.
" nah. I've done it before. They take one good look at your cleavage, and your free to go," Catalina smirks.
" ok. Let's do it," I say nonchalantly.
We finish eating and get changed, but we don't wear much. I wear my sexy pink strapless bikini top with a metal hoop connecting the 2 parts, my Abercrombie, very, very, short shorts, and my pink havainna slippers with cute little daisies on them. I apply some rose blush, eyeliner, and brush through my hair which I am leaving open. All my thoughts of my outfit being inappropriate, vanish, once I see what Catalina is wearing. A aqua blue thong bikini pants, with blue flip flops, and I don't know how to describe the Bikini top. Many thin lines of Aqua blue material pass through her breast and join at the neck, so it's like a line, bare breast, line bare breast etc..
" wow! That's....interesting. So, your wearing that out the house," I say implying That she should cover it up.
"No of course not!how stupid do I look?"she says while unpacking two white, crepe cover ups and passing one to me. We slip them on, and catch a bus to the park. We should've taken the train because the bus ride is an hour and a half. We get there at 12 exactly, and settle in a place next to cute seniors from the boarding school across Ohio.
" 3,2,1," Catalina and i Chant, and then off with the tops! The guys are taken aback and start cheering and opening beer bottles. They invite us over to their mat, and we join them reluctantly. There are 5 guys, but only one catches my eye. A tall, guy with shaggy style blonde hair, green eyes, pale skin, and very muscular. He reminds me of Berun! Wait. What would he think of me hanging out topless, with 5 senior guys checking out my breasts? Whatever. All the guys go topless, and i lie down with the cute guy, whose name is Morris. I lay my head in the crook of his neck, my tits scraping his buff 6 pack. We just lie down while the other guys are feeling up Catalina. Ugh! She really is a slut. Uh-huh. Says the girl who's grinded with her sisters ex-boyfriend, kissed a random dude at Starbucks, let a almost 40 year old who could be a Pedophile stare at her bare breasts and is now hanging out topless, with 5 guys, and on top of all that, has a boyfriend who doesn't know about any of this. Way to go clara. You might almost beat Catalina in the slut section. After a few minutes of lying down, Morris and I start kissing. Deep french kissing. I siddle on top of him and we start furiously kissing. We do this for awhile, until a large shadow appears on top of us. Morris's eyes light up with panic and he says,
" oh shit!"
I get off him and look up to find sheriff Howard standing above us. Everyone, including Catalina looks panicked.
" well,well,well. What do we have here? 2 topless girls breaking the rules of no topless sunbathing and 5 boys. I must say, us officers are going to have a party tonight with the $300 y'all are going to have pay up in order to get out of this mess. Now, let's head over to the police department where your parents will be contacted from there," the sheriff booms.
Everyone starts following his orders but I smirk, walk over to him and say,
" that won't be necessary. Sheriff Howard is it? Last I heard, you were spotted at the canton bar locking lips with a 25 year old model named Agnes Downey." I pull up an article on my iPhone and show it to him. His face turns to panic and I arch my eyebrows.
" guess your wife doesn't get out much? Why would she need to when every time her husband hooks up with some prostitute, she can count on one person to fill in the details?Clara Clipton."
His face is red and He huffs,
" alright. Just put your tops back on, or get out. No charges pressed."
" don't worry. We were just leaving. Right Catalina?" I say, cocking my head towards her, and a smile crawling onto my face.
" yes. We were," Catalina says collecting our stuff. Catalina and I slip on our bikini tops and white cover ups. We grab a hot dog, and sit on a picnic bench on the other side of the park so the guys don't find us.
" how did you come up with that?" Catalina asks, implying to my 'talk' with the sheriff.
" I don't know. I was bored one day, and the latest news in canton was 'sheriff parties with the wild side.' Being the boring city it is, they focused on the charges the police department was going to press, rather than the actual juice, but I managed to get the overview," I say, chewing on my hotdog.
" aaaaah. Smart," Catalina says. We don't really talk much anymore, but I finally ask her,
" who are you going out with again?"
" just a old friend. Anyways, we should be heading home," she says, changing the subject. I don't bother asking anymore because I really couldn't care less. We take the train this time and get home at 3.
" hey. Can I borrow one of your dresses?" I ask Catalina as we enter her room, and I realize I have no sexy exposé dresses.
" knock yourself out," she says, flopping on the couch, her eyes darting between the TV and her phone.
" thanks," I say non-chalantly, flipping through her dresses. They are all so....revealing. I want something sexy but not slutty.
" I think I might-" I stop my words, as I notice my perfect dress. I pull it out and it's a black and white, horizontal striped, spandex, knee length dress with a criss cross halter neck.
" do you mind if I borrow this?" I ask Catalina, not really asking, because I know she will say yes. She is so into her texting that she doesn't reply so I assume that means yes.
" I'm going to take my suitcase to Paige's, so I don't have to come back here after the party to pick it up," I inform her, but she nods and mumbles,
" okay."
I heave my bag through the elevator and escalator and into the bus towards the....cheaper part of canton. I get there at 5pm, and wheel the bag into the elevator. I take my keys out, twist it in the keyhole, and push the door open. Suddenly, I hear a voice boom from Vanessa's room,
" Vanessa. Babe. Is that you?" My hands freeze, my heart pounds, and my brain can't operate. I'm terrified. I know that voice. That terrible, wretched voice. The voice of Ricky Rocky. Paige's dad. I hear footsteps in the hallway, and I panic. I throw my bag in the house, slam the door and run down the 4 flight of stairs. I can't breathe. I catch the bus to Catalina's house and run straight into her room. My body is trembling, and tears are leaking down my cheek.
" what happened?" Catalina asks, rushing to comfort me.
"R-R-R-Ricky!" I sob. I tell her about Ricky being at the apartment and I finally stop crying.
" you need to call Vanessa," Catalina says.
I nod but remember she's on the plane and before I can say anything Catalina reads my mind.
" shit. She's on a plane. I'll tell my parent and they'll be in contact with Vanessa. She will stay here for a few nights until Ricky is gone. I'll go to them now, and you, go take a long bath. Go," Catalina says seriously.
I take a deep breath and breathe,
" ok."
Catalina runs out the room and I switch on the water. I strip out of my clothes, pour some bubble syrup into the running bathtub, and slip into the boiling hot water. I lie down and.....breathe.

"dude! Get out of the bath! It's 6:45," I hear Catalina yell. I feel groggy and tired.
" what?" I grumble. Catalina walks in wearing strapless, red, tube top with a bow in the middle and black jeans. She has applied red lipstick, mascara, and eyeliner.
" hmmm. Serena's party at 7. Her house is 2 hours away. It's 6:45," Catalina says matter-of-factly.
" get up," she screams. I snap out of my sleep and jump out of the bathtub. I'm exhausted and I think Catalina can see it because she says softly,
" you don't have to go. Actually, you shouldn't. You've been through a lot and you need your rest. Stay home and I guess I could cancel."
" no. You go on your date, and I'm going to show my face and leave," I say slipping on my lingerie and dress. I dab on some makeup, say bye, and catch the train to Serena's house. I arrive at the party at 9 and its a pretty cliché party. Drunk people, couples making out, people taking crack, and more people making out. I enter the living room and find Serena and.......Monique dancing on the table gulping jelly shot after jelly shot. Why is Monique everywhere? I swear, every party I go too she is there, the centre of attention! Serena catches me and waves me over to the counter. I shake my head but she is persistent and I eventually waddle over to her.
" get up!" She screams over the loud music and crowded cheers.
" no!" I shout, shaking my head. We have this hand waving and head shaking argument for 10 minutes until she finally jumps off the counter and drags me to corner. The crowd boos when she leaves and she pulls up her dress exposing her bare bum because she is not wearing underwear. They all cheer and once we are in the corner she says drunkenly,
" why are you being such a bore?!"
" why is Monique here?" I ask through gritted teeth.
" Monique! We've known each other since we were little! We're BFF'S," she screams. Suddenly she vomits all over her shoes and luckily I step back just in time not to get any vomit splattered over Catalina's jimmy choo 5 inch stilettos.
Once she is down vomiting, I grip her wrist, and spit,
" we are not friends! Don't EVER call me or text me again." I step over her pile of muck and make my way to the door. I'm really scared to take the subway at 10pm, for the slight chance I might run into Ricky, but I find a guy I know from school leaving.
" Tim! Hey Tim! Wait up! It's clara," I scream to the guy in snot colored trousers and a green plaid shirt with a red bow tie. I wonder what Tim is doing here because, not to be rude or anything, he is a total nerd. He turns around with his gelled hair, rectangle glasses, and grandpa sandals.
" hey Clara," he yells. I run up to him and hug him tightly.
"Woah! what's going on?" He asks not hugging me back.
" nothing. I'm just terrified of taking the subway home alone, and, this may sound weird, but would you mind escorting me?" I ask, blushing furiously.
" sure," he says. He lives close to Catalina, so it's not a problem for him. He tells me that her parents are friends with his parents, and his mum insisted that he go and make friends because he apparently doesn't have any. That is true but, the boys escorting me home, I could show a little respect. For the rest of the trip, we talk about poly-science I fall asleep until he wakes me up 2 hours later. He drops me to her gate, and I say,
" thanks,"
And he says,
" your welcome,"
And we part our ways. I notice Vanessa and Minou in the driveway, and Vanessa is carrying a duffel bag. She must've just arrived.
" Vanessa," I yell, extremely happy to see her.
" clara. Oh, I missed you. Are you alright? I'm so sorry about the incident at the apartment. Are you ok?" She asks while hugging me.
" yah, I'm fine. How are you? What are you going to do?" I ask.
" well, the Van de Vens have been very generous as to let me stay here for a few nights until Ricky is gone. We've got security checking out the place every now and then," Vanessa informs me, as we settle in the purple living room. Minou and Vanessa talk for a while, and I slip upstairs to go to bed. Catalina isn't home yet, so I slip into my pajamas and dive under the sheets. I'm asleep within 5 minutes, and I don't even notice the murmuring and kissing coming from the mini house/cabin.......