Alice rolled her eyes. This had been a rough afternoon, and hey... despite the whole 'don't do drugs, kids' thing... she knew weed was not that bad. "Uh... sure, whatever." She took the proffered joint, taking an inhale of it, taking it into the lungs.
She closed her eyes for a moment, and suddenly, time slowed again. The head lifeguard's deep voice intoned, as if in voiceover. "Remember. Drugs are always bad. They lead to bad decisions, and to you becoming a bad girl." Alice was stuck in the rules of this TV show. Only bad girls did drugs. So she'd have to be a bad girl.
Alice opened her eyes, oblivious to her bikini now saying 'BAD GIRL'. She was already cartoonishly high, her eyes pink as she took another toke. The stoner kid, Ted, suddenly loomed a lot more sinister, all long shadows and malicious grin. "Well, Alice, you're a stoner like me now!"
She didn't react to the corny dialogue, just taking another drag. Her Alice band was gone, her hair spiralling and curling out into a mass of blonde curls. "So, uh, what do I have to do?"
The stoner grinned wider. "Well, you have to do drugs all the time now, Alice. And you have to get teen pregnant."
A dopey smile crossed her stoned face. "I have to be teen pregnant?" It was all such awful drug education, and yet...
He nodded. "We have to go get you a drug dealer and get you teen pregnant." Alice's smile widened. It all made such sense. She was going to be a cautionary tale! She smiled, her lips made up in red, her eyes heavily eyeshadowed, looking like such a puritan notion of a bad girl. They couldn't help but make her sexy as a bad girl, though, her bikini straining against her tits as they swelled up, just by a cup size, but enough to look noticeably jigglier.