Breaking The Contract |✔️

2: Pool Day (FINIISHED)

CHAPTER TWO: POOL DAY

I stood in my room staring at my swimsuits.

The ones I wore at the town pool were bikinis, the ones I wore around friends of my brothers were one-pieces that revealed less skin.

I wonder why?

Especially because if my brother saw me in two-piece swimwear, he would kill me, or tie me up and dump me in the basement until the end of the summer season. Whichever he thought best. He doesn't like for guys to stare at me as he is that kind of overprotective brother.

Eventually, I gave up and threw on one of my old bathing suits from last year. It was baby blue and had a swim-skirt sewn on it to cover my legs, but it wouldn't go up over my stomach as soon as I put it on, and I heard a tearing sound from the back earning a torrent of swear words to spill out of my mouth.

"Crap, crap." Can Dani and I go to the public pool today, maybe?

Without any other option, I threw on the only two-piece bathing suit that I owned that revealed only a bit of stomach, and sadly a bit of chest, the two-piece was purple. 

I walked to my dresser and took my hair brush in hand before starting to brush my short dark brunette hair. I put on a pair of shorts over the bottoms of my swimsuit before sliding out of my bedroom in some flip-flops.

I saw Julien standing at the bottom, heading downstairs, looking irritated out of his mind. Jumping off the last two steps, I looked up at him with an eyebrow lifted upward.

"Why do you look like you are annoyed?"

"Why do you have a zit on your chin? Is it that time of the month again?"

My cheeks turned red as I hit his shoulder with my hand "Shut up. Honestly, why do you look so-" I stopped when I heard a familiar voice coming from the kitchen.

"Oh, Julien!" She came out of the kitchen with a can of soda, a five-foot-seven, dark brown-haired teen.

Dani wore blue bathing suit shorts and a pink bathing suit top attached around her waist, put her hand on her hip while her cheetah-colored shades dropped loosely on top of her head where they were tucked into the sides of her hair pulled back into a ponytail.

She was as nerdy as me, but she looked like a model, even though she wanted to be in a common crowd, she wouldn't leave me behind. Daniella Butten was my best friend after she came here in third grade.

I did, after all, rescue her from getting attacked by a rottweiler, back when we were in third grade. And a smirk was on my face in no time at all.

"It's about time you came down. Roman told me all about the Yale letter," she said as she stepped towards me and wrapped her arm around mine, "You can tell me all about it when we are lounging by the pool."

At the 'girl talk', Julien made a face and walked upstairs, Dani looked as he walked up the stairs, possibly staring at his butt, and she sighed, "He's so hot," she said, her eyes admiringly gazing at him.

If she were a puppy, I swear, her tongue would be sticking out with drool.

Dani has a crush on Julien, and she's not afraid to let him know, and he's just not there. He said she's too much of a girl for his liking, and his taste in girls was that 'they knew how to start a car.' I swear that before deciding to piss her off, he said that too many times in front of her, and it never succeeded.

Yet anyway.

"Put your tongue back in your mouth," I told her before walking past her into the swinging kitchen door to grab a drink and out the back door in the kitchen to the backyard.