noa was a 17-year-old girl from boston that would come to cousins every summer with her family and family friends. this has been a thing for as long as she could remember. almost every summer had been the same - in a good way. but she could feel tha...
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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨: 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫
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𝐍𝐎𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐃 herself off, drying her hair with a towel in her room. she was in a pair of baby blue boxers and a black ribbed t-shirt. if it wasn't for the fact that wesley was coming over right before dinner, noa would be in her bed, knocked out, waiting for her mother to call her down for dinner. her phone ringing is what caught her attention, the fisher girl dropping her towel onto her bed before she picked her phone up. she smiled when she saw that it was wes, answering the phone immediately. she propped her phone up so that she wouldn't have to hold it.
"yo, nelly!" wes greeted, his face taking up the screen. "i'm like five minutes away."
"okay, just let me know when you're here." noa told him, going over to her dress to pull out a pair of shorts.
"so. . . have you seen belly yet?" wes questioned, looking away from the phone, making noa think that he was on his skateboard.
"yeah." noa breathed out, pulling on the pair of shorts that she had taken out. "i was asleep in my bed earlier, and she jumped on me to wake me up. then, we got pushed into the pool together."
"i don't know, nelly. that seems pretty gay." wes commented, a small huff leaving his mouth. "uh, where are we with telling her how you feel about her?"
