Unbearable (Unexpected Sequel)|✔️

17- Jealousy All Around

Swimsuits. Boys. High school.

I was never the type to be self-conscious about my body. I know, it was a blessing. I took care of myself by exercising and maintaining a healthy diet. But the main reason I was skinny was my fast metabolism.

Truly a blessing, one that I'm a thousand times grateful for.

So when the time came for us to strip down to our bikinis, I didn't feel weird. What I did feel weird about were the pervy stares I was going to get from others. The guys in our school were pretty shameless when it came to that. Just take all the guys in my life, for example. The only one who wasn't a manwhore was Will.

Unfortunately, being friends with manwhores meant they knew exactly what was going on in other manwhore's heads. So when Emma, Jaz, and I changed into our bikinis, Dylan, Andrew, and Will immediately crowded us. They were trying to shield us away from "wandering eyes," according to Dylan.

"You guys are so dramatic!" Emma pouted. Jaz and I nodded in agreement. "At least let us get into the lake."

"With your string bikinis? Hell no. That's just an invitation for someone to pull your top off," Dylan gruffed. Did he ever do that before? "Will, go to the nearest store and buy them one-pieces. Or, better yet, buy those ugly, dress bathing suits that only grandmas wear."

Jaz was starting to get annoyed. "If you guys don't move in the next five seconds, I will take off my top right now and flash everyone." Her voice held a hint of irritation but I was amused. Just as we predicted, the boys backed off.

"Don't!" Dylan put his hands up in surrender and slowly backed away as if we were feral animals.

"Thanks!" I grinned, grabbing the girls and running toward the lake.

The water was a beautiful clear blue. As the deeper you went, the less you could see of the ground. The thought made me slightly uneasy. What if I stepped on a fish?

Suddenly this lake didn't seem as appealing...

"I just wish you guys didn't choose your skimpiest bikinis for a school trip," Dylan mumbled as he trailed behind us. I was sure he only did that so no guys would gawk at our asses. Unfortunately, I lacked in that department so there wasn't much of a show.

Jaz scoffed and turned around to face him. "And I wish guys could keep it in their pants instead of sexualizing us."

"Amen!"

"Preach!"

She sent us grateful looks before pulling us in deeper. Other kids were around, messing with their friends. A lot of people were tanning on the shore. No teachers were in sight. Interesting...

We stopped when the water reached our shoulders. For the boys, it only reached their chests. We could've gone deeper but none of us felt like it.

"Who are you guys rooming with?" I asked curiously.

Dylan snickered, indicating it wasn't ideal. Will gave me a flat look, explaining, "It's me, Dylan, Andrew, and Dean."

My brows quirked in surprise at the last name. Wait, Dean and Andrew in the same room? That sounded...

"Oh my god, we're so sneaking in later!" Emma squealed excitedly.

Jaz snickered. "That sounds so chaotic. Why are you all staying together?"

"Will and I got there first, then Dean showed, which was fine, but then Andrew felt excluded so he wanted to come," Dylan grumbled. Yeah, Dylan and Drew weren't on the best terms and I wondered if they ever would be. It wasn't hostile, but he'd slip some rude remarks in there once in a while. It was no secret that Jaz despised him and didn't hide it either. Andrew just kindly took the punches.