ENG - My best friend's sister ᵐᶦᵏᵉʸ ˣ ᵒᶜ

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"You must be his little sister? " she asks me, barely giving me time to answer before she continues, "You have that unmistakable appearance of the perfect little sister type, and I must say that's really cute."
At that, she gives me a warm smile and runs her hands through my hair as if I were still a child. I feel a little belittled and immediately I wasn't uncomfortable anymore, but rather annoyed.
"Your brother is pretty hot. You don't mind if I spend some time with him, do you?" she asks me as her eyes scrutinize me curiously. My eyes widen in surprise and I only manage a confused, "Uh?" before she turns away from me again.
"Well, Mikey, let's do something. After all, we were interrupted yesterday," she suggests, clinging to his arm, her plump breasts pressing provocatively against his upper arm. Immediately, I feel my face grow even redder. I force my gaze to the floor to avoid the embarrassing spectacle, but despite my efforts, my eyes keep roaming in her direction. Mikey tries to break free from her grasp, but the girl holds him tight and won't let go.
"Not interested, got plans with my sister," he finally replies, emphasizing the word 'sister' really strangely.

The disappointment on the girl's face is unmistakable, but she quickly tries to hide it behind a forced smile. "Oh, that's too bad. Maybe another time?" she asks, reluctantly letting go of him.
Mikey steps up to my side and puts his arm around my shoulder. "If she'll let me," he begins, pointing a mischievous finger at me, "I'll think about it."
The girl nods, obviously not entirely satisfied with his answer, and once again comes a little closer to me. She leans down a bit towards me, due to her larger height, and almost demonstratively presents her breasts to me, almost falling out of her bikini. I feel heat shoot into my cheeks and force my gaze to fix on another point.
"You wouldn't mind if your brother and I spent a little time together, would you?" she asks me, her voice laced with a sweetness. I swallow hard and reply, "Do whatever you want, he's old enough to decide for himself." As I bring out these words, I feel my heart tighten in a painful way.
"I like you, little sister," she continues, giving me a mischievous smile before turning back to him and continuing, "Your little sister is pretty mature for only being 13," she smiles back at me and waves her hand through my hair again.
Shocked, I widen my eyes and knock her hands off my head and angrily say, "Thirteen?" beside me I just hear Mikey laugh out in response.
"Oh no? Fourteen?" she asks, turning back to Mikey and paying no more attention to me. "Oh yeah, some of them have already planned a party on Friday at the beach, why don't you come too?"
"I'll think about it," Mikey replies curtly and I let out an internal sigh. I don't like this woman.
"Good, I'll see you at the party then, see you Mikey," she says goodbye and gives him a seductive look before turning around and disappearing with her friends.
"Were you with her all day yesterday?", I ask him, lost in thought as they get far enough away.
"Mhmm... Yeah, she approached me yesterday when I was out and about and stopped me," he confesses and all I can do is sigh. That really hurts.

"You can go along if you want...I can go to Kei's or spend time by myself," I finally say.
"Don't feel like it, I told you I'm spending time with my sister," he grins cheekily at me and I just roll my eyes.
"And what are you going to do? Sit here in the sun all day? There aren't many options open to us," I say, a little depressed, and kneel back down to the water to play around in it with my fingers. Shortly after, I feel Mikey squat down next to me. His voice is barely more than a whisper as he breathes in my ear, "We could pick up where we left off yesterday."
As he says this, I flinch so startled that I topple backward and land with my butt in the water. Shocked, I turn to him and splash water in his face.
"You're out of your mind! Stop teasing me with that!", I scold as my heartbeat speeds up and a nervous tingling sensation runs through my body. Memories of the previous night's events flash through my mind, making my cheeks heat with embarrassment. To calm myself, I take a handful of water and dip my heated head into it, the cold wetness enveloping me and helping to calm my racing pulse. Mikey chuckles beside me, and I can't help but love the sound.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about," he laughs as he pats my head affectionately. I give him a playfully angry look and let another wave of water crash down on him.
"You're such an idiot!" Despite my feigned anger, I can't suppress a grin. Mikey's laugh is contagious, and at this moment I find it hard to stay mad at him for long.

He grabs my hands and pulls me to my feet. Our eyes meet, and in that tiny moment, the entire world seems to pause as we gaze intently into each other's eyes.
"Let's go somewhere," Mikey finally breaks the silence, his voice rough as Mikey finally manages to take his gaze off me.
"That stuff the old ladies do can't be that hard, we should be able to do that easily," he adds, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. He loosens his grip on my hands and takes a step back. I take a deep breath, trying to calm my pounding heart as I nervously place my hand on the spot on my chest where it is beating violently from that brief moment. Suddenly I feel cold water on my face, making me wince in fright. The cool wetness runs over my skin and leaves goose bumps on my body. I look up and spot a broadly grinning Mikey.
"Thought you needed to cool off," he says mischievously when he notices my surprised look. And then I start splashing him with water as well. Laughing, we frolic in the water like children, having a hilarious, carefree water fight. We splash each other wet, submerge each other, and chase each other in playful attempts to catch each other. My initial anger and embarrassment are long forgotten as we lose ourselves in this moment of childlike joy. Our water battle lasts an eternity and we forget everything around us. Finally, completely out of breath and with soaking wet clothes, we settle down next to each other on the sand.
"Wasn't that fun," Mikey gasps, wiping his wet hair from his face with his hand, whereupon I do the same to him.
"True," I laugh in agreement. We sit next to each other in silence for a while longer, letting the sun dry our soaked clothes.

The world, around us, seems to stand still at this moment - there is only us, the sound of the sea and the gentle warmth of the sun on our skin.

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