Moments ( a Jack Gilinsky fanfiction)

II

We finally made it to Florida and checked into a hotel near the beach. It was only the afternoon and Spring Break didn't start until tonight.

Saturday to Saturday there will be thousands of teenagers all night long at the ocean, and it's only until the early morning hours when we'll all crawl back to our hotels hungover.

With a couple hours until we had to get ready, Mal decided to take me shopping. Of course, she bought clothes for this week that all sluts were wearing. I'm not accusing Mal of being a slut, but she's done some things that would earn the title.

When we got back to the hotel, I started getting ready. I decided to throw my hair in a side braid and before I could even put my outfit on, Mal gave me a disgusted look.

"Oh sweetie, I have something else in mind for you."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"All these clothes I bought today are for you. I knew you'd never buy them yourself, and I wanted you to have a little fun this week." She winked at me and I cringed.

"And this is what you'll be wearing tonight!" She said as she laid a black shirt on the bed.

"Where's the pants?"

"No dipshit, this is a dress!" She laughed.

I went to the bathroom and decided to try it on knowing she wasn't about to let me wear my other outfit. I looked in the mirror and saw how tight the dress was, and it barely covered any of my butt or cleavage.

"Mal, this isn't even my size!" I yelled as I opened the bathroom door.

"Oh my God, you look amazing! All the boys will be sticking to those curves. Now we just need to add the final touches."

She decided to keep my hair the way it was but she put like 10 pounds of makeup on my face, including her infamous "smoky eye", and 6 inch heels.

I looked in the mirror once again, and although I would never admit it to her, I felt really pretty for once. Maybe I would enjoy tonight.

By the time she finished perfecting my look and then hers, it was time to head to the party.

As soon as we got there we witnessed three hookups and more beer keg chugging than I can count, and it was only 9:00.

Mal and I walked around for a bit before we ran into a group of guys that she knew (probably from sleeping around) and they all decided head to the drink bar. I decided to join them and grab a beer or two, but Mal insisted I take some shots with them.

I got a little tipsy, but Mal and the guys were plastered and began to do body shots. I noticed that things started to get a little heated between her and some "Matt" guy. I decided to walk off and sit by the shore when she told me they were gonna head back to the hotel room.

I was only there for a couple of minutes when some guy came up from behind.

"Hey, guess who?" He said as he covered my eyes with his hands, still behind me.

He sounded familiar but I had no idea. After a minute or two of silence, he finally said something.

"W-well it's me, Cam? I was with the group of guys and your friend over there taking shots?"

"Oh yeah," I said even though I didn't remember him at all. "What's up?"

"Me and the rest of the guys are gonna go take a swim, and you seemed chill enough so I thought I'd ask since your friend's not around anymore."

"Oh. Um, yeah sure... Wait I'm not wearing a swimsuit though??"

"Don't need one." He winked.

I'm not sure if he was hitting on me or what, but I had nothing else better to do with my time so I went with them. I ended up swimming in my new, and now ruined, bra and underwear Mal gave me. I had a great time and continued to drink with Cam.