Snakes and Ladders

Chapter 18: Ever Changing Colors

(👆is the dress that Emilia wears to the beach party!)

After bickering for the next thirty minutes, February and Tatum finally came to a fair agreement. February got to keep the photos, but she could under no circumstances post it online on any social media platform.

After saying their farewells, they left the tent leaving Emilia once again by herself. In the spur of the moment she decided to draw. Taking out her sketch pad, she lazily started to draw whatever came to mind. First, she drew a unicorn, next a pirate, and then a octopus.

She would've drawn more if a certain someone, hadn't burst into the tent, trepidation on his face.

"Oh!" Tony said looking relieved "Your okay" He breathed out

Emilia quirked a brow "As much as I cherish your concern for my well being, haven't you ever heard of knocking?" She asked putting down her pad and pencil.

"Your in a tent" he said looking at Emilia like she had grown another head.

"That's not the point. A little privacy wouldn't have hurt you. What if I was changing when you came in?"

He grinned cheekily "Well I wouldn't be attracted, so we'd have no qualms. Gay remember?"

"How could I forget?" Emilia retorted back sarcastically rolling her eyes for what felt like the one thousandth time. Tony just smirked back at her response.

"So" she continued the conversation, turning her body slightly so she was directly facing him. "Why are you here?"

"Well first off, foremost because I wanted to check up on you" He said honestly twiddling his thumbs.

"And?"

Tony gave her a saccharine smile "And because I was wondering if you'd come with me to Tatum's party tonight"

Emilia's face was impassive as she voiced a question. "Will there be alcohol?"

"It would be a lie if I told you otherwise"

Emilia's lips pursed. Her mom always strictly enforced the no drinking rule. Of course, she was sure she could control her decisions and actions. She just wouldn't drink any liquor.

Simple.

"Okay" She agreed with a nod "Count me in. When's the party start?"

Tony was elated at her assent. "Great! It's at eight pm at the beach" He said already starting to evacuate the tent "Don't be late!" He called while ducking out of the pentagon shaped entrance.

Emilia's phone read five pm. Which meant she had approximately two hours to get ready.

She slowly stood up and stretched out her muscles, shaking off the soreness in them. Unzipping the tent, she began to head over to her navy blue tent, horizontally a few tents across from where she currently was. Her feet dragged idly against the prickly grass as she sauntered leisurely over, fisted hands slouched in her pockets.

Crawling in, she grabbed her large green backpack, yanking it towards her. Opening it, Emilia's eyes widened.

How the hell did Lilac cram so much clothes into one bag?

Shaking her head at her sister's antics, she started to search through her bag for something decent. Emilia's brows furrowed as she tossed cozy sweaters and a shameful amount of black leggings onto the floor.

Digging deeper, Emilia casted aside frilly skirts, crop tops, and a few pairs of jeans. She let out a exasperated puff of air, none of these outfits fitted the criteria of a beach party. She couldn't show up wearing a baggy sweater and jeans! She was already an outcast as it was, she didn't want to make it worse.