Anthony whistles as we walk pass him. "It's getting hot in here. So take off all your clothes. I'm getting so hot, I wanna take my clothes off." He sings teasingly.
"Shut up!" Erika snaps. "Don't act like a dirty old man. Is this the first time you've seen girls in bikini?"
"Whooooo!" The other guys mock him.
"Look at this. Hey Anthony, I think Erika can give you the taste of your own medicine." Coach Mark teases him even more. "You've found your match."
"Okay. That's it." Anthony says raising his hand in defeat. He looks at Erika – no he glared at her. This must be the first time someone did that to him. Well, that's Erika. It's funny how the goofy and playful Anthony can get embarrass like this.
Erika is also glaring at him but as the same time, smirking teasingly. With a raised eyebrow, she run her fingers on her legs to her butt and spanks herself. It resulted to a loader ruckus. As expected of Erika. It may have been her specialty to tease and put guys on shame.
Women's greatest weapon against men is their femininity.
The girls join the guys in teasing Anthony, who is now all flush. Everyone is on high spirit early in the morning. Well, it's a good way to start the day, we're going to an island hopping after all.
My smile fades as I catch Alexander's gaze on me. He is not laughing like the others. He is not even smiling at all. Does this guy doesn't have any sense of humor? He is just looking at me while wearing an angry look. He then looks away.
Why would he be angry?
He was acting cold yesterday and now he's angry. What have I done to receive this kind of treatment? Is it because of the kiss? Does he hate it so much?
But wait – just wait.
Have he been looking at me for a while?
I look at myself consciously. I am wearing a simple two-piece swimsuit. It's neon orange with black outlines. It's a strapless underwire bikini swim top and a brazilian-style bikini bottom.
"Hey, got a problem?" Toni asks.
"How do I look?"
"You look great. Why?" I did not answer and just shrug and look at Alexander. "Goodness Melissa. You look great. You don't have to be self-conscious. For all I know, that guy is now regretting what he did yesterday."
"Really?" I say pouting.
"Of course. Oh my, you're so cute." She pinches my cheeks. She was the one who pushed me to buy this swimsuit.
Someone suddenly grabs my waist and pulls me close to him. Yes him. He is so strong and muscular. I can feel his hands on my waist.
"It sure looks lively here." Zac says playfully. This is Zac Curpoz of Recolletos University, who went head to head on with Alexander during the Diamond Cup championship. What is he doing here? "Hey there, Melissa." He looks at me while wearing a sexy smile and pulls me even closer "Missed me?"
We are so close that I could already smell him. Everything feels awkward. Everything feels wrong. His arms are wrapped around my waist and what makes it more intense is that I'm in bikini, for crying out loud!
"Aren't you gonna say hi to me, babe?" He adds.
I freeze while looking at his face. I'm frozen and lost in this man's arms, through his mesmerizing eyes and hypnotic smile.
"Hey Zac, stop that." A man steps in beside us. He looks like he is in his late fifties but still looks healthy and fit. "Oh. It's a surprise to see the whole Adelante University's basketball team here. What a coincidence."
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Someone Like You
Teen Fiction"Are you avoiding me?" He says looking straight into my eyes. "Why?" I raised my eyebrow. I tried to look calm, hiding the fact that I was shaking inside. "This is how were before Alexander. Don't ever think that everything's changed just because I'...
