"Come on Ollie, just for a couple of hours." Colson was pleading with me. He gave me one of his sweet dimpled smiles causing me to groan.
No fair! They fight dirty.
"Fine. But if either of you do anything that could get us killed I'm throwing your lifeless bodies into the ocean." My threat sounded less threatening than I wanted it to be, but I wasn't joking. I don't want to deal with drama. Not this week. This was my week to relax and live in the moment.
Sawyer shooed the boys out so that we could get dressed.
I wanted to wear jeans and a t-shirt, so naturally Sawyer dressed me in one of her outfits that she bought yesterday. I fought the entire time. I'm still not sure how I lost. I was the stronger one.
Judging by our attire we were going clubbing. What club would allow teenagers in was beyond me but fingers crossed for getting denied entrance.
Isabelle wore a red ribbed fabric, high neck, side split, detail bodycon dress and nude point toe, ankle strap heels. Her hair was straightened and hanging over her shoulders. Sawyer was wearing a short black skirt, black single strapped 4 inch heels, and a peach wet look bralet. Sawyer's hair was down in soft curls and I put my hair up in a ponytail and wore medium sized, silver hoop earrings. I finally agreed to wear a black satin oriental print zip front corset, short off white denim shorts, and black faux suede, single toe band and an adjustable strap, 4 inch heels.
My feet are going to hate me in the morning. And this corset is making me seem like breast have more volume. But according to Sawyer in order to do it right, you have to show off at least one of your assets and just my legs weren't enough for her. So a little boob action was the compromise.
Sawyer opened the bedroom door and modeled her outfit for the guys. "So, whatcha think?" She twirled around for them.
"You look hot as always madam." Levi curtsied for her.
"Thank you good sir." Sawyer responded by bowing to Levi.
I could see all of this from the doorway of the room that I was not planning on leaving. My shorts were not following the school's fingertip guidelines. I'm not even sure if these shorts follow wrist guidelines. If I bent over, I'm pretty sure you'd be able to see my butt cheeks.
"Alright guys let's go." She grabbed her clutch and started to head for the door, until she realized that I hadn't even come out of the room yet.
She marched over to me and yanked me out of the bedroom. She forgot she put me in heels and I almost tripped.
Colson slowly looked me up and down, outlining the shape of my body. You could cut the sexual tension with a knife. He blushed when he noticed that I was watching him undress me with his eyes.
Levi noticed his look as well and hit him hard in the back of the head. "Down boy. I won't mind castrating you."
We all cringed. Us girls don't even have dicks but it still sounds majorly painful.
The guys were lucky. Daniel was wearing black skinny jeans, short sleeve basic white tee, and black converses. Levi wore medium wash slim jeans, short sleeve light yellow woven top, with the top button unfastened, and white Supply Lab Damian sneakers. Colson wore dark blue slim jeans, black , short sleeve, pleated solid polo shirt, and black Timberland Davis square sneakers. Their muscles made their shirts a tight fit.
"Don't they look yummy?" Sawyer eyed the guys like they were meat.
"I don't know about this Sawyer. I feel naked." I shifted on my legs back and forth. I was suddenly shy and nervous.
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Our Girl
ChickLit*Completed* (Hey Readers! Just wanted to let you know that after a year and more, I'm finally back to writing. My first project is to reedit my story 'Our Girl'.... Please stay tuned) With just one ring of her doorbell, Olivia's life got turned ups...
