“So you showed up,” an all too familiar voice said from behind you, you turn your head. It was Skylar. She was wearing some very causal wear. She had a pair of expensive trainers on, she was wearing black leggings which would probably really show off her butt if she turned the right way, and a hoodie. A cropped hoodie. Of course she was showing off her midriff.
Her blonde hair was tied up in a poofy ponytail and she had sunglasses on her head.
“I hope you weren’t expecting me to be wearing anything like I usually wear, I don’t wanna draw attention to myself. The last thing I want is someone seeing me hanging out with you, but if I slap you at any point then you better know why,”
“So, lets get one thing out of the way,” you start,
“No I don’t wanna be your girlfriend or anything. I’m totally out of your league,” she interrupts you,
“I was going to say,” you realise this is going to be a little more frustrating than you planned, “why did you ask me to meet you?”
“Oh...” Skylar began to hesitate, “it’s out of... I...” she was thinking harder than she did in school, “oh! It was a dare, I got dared to ask you out,”
“So you asked me out? On a date?” You question her, attempting to get under her skin,
“What!” She pushes you away in a semi playful manor, “no it’s not. I meant to say that I got dared to you out to the pier, to spend a whole night with you,”
“But you said you didn’t want any of your friends seeing us together, I thought they knew because they dared you?”
“You know what.” She says, “let’s just go get something to eat, I haven’t had anything so I’m pretty hungry.”
“You di-”
“I’ll pay too, so get anything you want, I don’t care how expensive,” she interrupts you and quickly jogs off to the food stands.
You look behind you, you see Emily and Niko, the mother and daughter disguise worked so well that you didn’t even realise it was them at first. You give them a thumbs up, Niko gives a thumbs up. He kicks his ‘mother’ in the leg and she looks down then back up and gives you a thumbs up.
You make your way over to where Skylar is, she is picking out a hotdog to get for herself, she looks back and sees. She quickly moves her head away but the light was pointed right at her face and you notice her blush as she swings her head away from your view.
You stand next to her,
“So what did you want?” She says, looking at you impatiently,
“Oh. I’ll just have a regular hotdog, Ryan,” you say to the man at the counter,
“Got it, mate,” he replies in a British accent,
“Wait.” Skylar looks at you, then Ryan, then back at you, “you know this guy?” She nearly recoils at the thought,
“Yeah. He’s my uncles boyfriend,” you reply,
“B-boyfriend?” She says,
“Yeah... you know people can be gay, right?” You say,
“Of course I do... I just... don’t see a lot of gay people... I mean my best friend is gay...”
“No she isn’t...” you say, calling her out on her lie, “I saw her making out with Michael Leftovers the other day, she looked pretty straight to me,” you say,
“Yeah... well she...” she begins to panic over you calling her out,
“Hers your hotdog, ma’am,” he says, handing over a hotdog to both of you,
“Thanks,” she hesitantly takes it, heavily trying not to touch his hand with hers,
“Thanks, Ryan.” You say as you take it,
“Hey mate, she ain’t your girlfriend, right?”
“No, why?” You ask,
“She ain’t the type of girl you wanna be around as a teenager. She’s the type that’ll be pregnant at a young age, the last thing you want is to be that kids father,”
“Don’t worry, Ryan. My aim isn’t to sweep her off her feet. She’s bullied me and my friends for years, so I’m doing what I can to get some revenge.”
“Heh.” He chuckles, “I wish I had the guts to do what you’re doing, kid,” he said,
“I wish you did too,” you say. All of a sudden you see his eyes shimmer slightly. Shit. You just accidentally made a wish, “oh. I guess I gotta to. See you the weekend after next,”
“See ya kid, and that shirt suits you nice,”
Looks like your wish had taken affect.
You look over at Emily and Niko, they seem to be talking, Emily is idly rubbing her breasts. You didn’t expect anything different from her to be honest. You look over at Skylar, she’s looking right at you, her head is tilted a little bit, the same way you’d look at someone you had a crush on. She notices you’re looking and quickly averts her gaze to the sunset. You approach her, tap her on the shoulder,
“Oh, I’d didn’t realise you were still talking to that que-” she stopped herself, “sorry.” She said, “I’ve always had the habit of saying stuff like that. I am okay with it to be honest. Sometimes I get little crushes on girls too. They’re not as big as the crushes I get on guys but they’re there so...” she suddenly stopped in her tracks, “why the hell did I say any of that. And to you of all people?” She scratched her head, “is it hot or am I going crazy?”
“It’s pretty cold actually,” you reply, “look at the sun, it’s setting.” You not je she didn’t take her eyes off you even as you pointed to the setting sun. You decide to wander off, seeing if Skylar would follow. She was in a little bit of a trace just looking at you, she snaps out of it and quickly tries to catch up to you.
You walk along the pier, Skylar by your side. At this point you’ve finished your hotdogs. Skylar’s hands were twitching, like she wanted to grab yours. She kept looking at you and then looking away. You always noticed it in your peripheral vision but you just kept looking forward.
You reached the end of the pier, you sat down, you sat down, put your legs over the side and looked at the sunset.
Skylar quickly followed, she took up, looking at you, hesitating if she should do the same but ultimately coming to the decision to do the same. She sat down, she was on your right hand side and watched as the sun set. She closed her eyes and grabbed your hand, locking fingers with you. You are quite shocked by this. But before you could do anything, her head was on your shoulder.
“Uhh...” you say, you feel the sudden jolt of awkwardness that shot through her in that second, “what’re you doing?” You ask.
Her head shot up from your shoulder and she brings your hands up and attempts to separate them. She fails to do so in her frantic panic. She puts her other hand on her head, “god I wish I wasn’t this stupid,” she said.
You suddenly feel your mind begin to expand, not physically. But your overall knowledge increases, your common sense heightens, your ideas swarm your mind as more and more appear.
“What the hell did...” she says, you look into her eyes, they shimmered just like Ryan’s earlier, “wait...” she says, looking at your hands.
“When did you wear a ring?”