Erika's POV:Cortney comes over around 12:00 and we go up to my room. She sits down on my bed and I go into my closet to look for a bathing suit.
Cortney: What time should I tell Jake to meet us?
Erika: Oh, I actually ran into him while I was grabbing some Starbucks. I told him around 1:00 near the hammocks. Is that okay?
Cortney: Um, yeah. You talked to him?
Erika: He came up to me and asked. Anyways, what about this bathing suit?I pulled out a blue and white striped bikini and start to slide it off the hanger.
Cortney: No! I'm wearing that one Rik.
Erika: Since when did we have the same bathing suit?I pause and start putting the swimsuit back and searching for another one.
Cortney: Since I went on the cruise. I would change into a different one but it isn't my house.
Erika: Yeah, yeah. I'll just wear this one.I grab a black and white polka dot bikini. The top is strapless which is good because that means I can get a nice even tan.
Left- Cortney Right- Erika
Cortney: Perfect! Now changeee.
Erika: Okay!I change into my bathing suit and grab an oversized shirt to throw over it. I slide on some Tommy Hilfiger slides and grab a pair of Chanel sunglasses.
When I walk out of my closet I immediately go to the bathroom. Cortney follows right behind me.
Cortney: I'm putting my hair into a high ponytail.
Erika: I think I'll do a messy bun.
Cortney: Seriously?She looks at me with a disappointed look.
Erika: Well I don't want my hair in my way while I'm tanning.
Cortney: Go out in the water.
Erika: Tanning.
Cortney: I thought I had a fun friend.
Erika: I don't know. Maybe I wouldn't be mad at you if Jake wasn't coming along.
Cortney: What has gotten into you? You would've been happy for me if this happened.
Erika: Cortney, how do you know that? I've never hung out with Jake in my life.
Cortney: So why are you so mad about it? You don't even know what's in store.
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