A Castle By the Sea

“No way, I am NOT wearing that!” I said in horror, starring at the itsy bitsy bikini that Michelle had laid out on the bed.

“Come on! You would look so hot!” Michelle whined from behind me.

“My ass would fall out of that! My boobs would pop out!” I exclaimed in exaggerated exasperation.

Michelle snorted, “I bet that would catch the guys’ attention.”

“No” I said finally, glowering at Michelle.

“Uggh, you’re no fun,” She sulked back at me, “Fine, you can wear this one.” She walked over to me and handed me a bikini with fringe on the top, “It’s more modest.”
“Okay,” I reluctantly agreed.

“You can just wear a pair of blue jean shorts and I’ll let you borrow a cover-up.” She turned to look at me.

I just kind of stood there and looked at her.

“You do have a pair of shorts, right?” She asked putting her hands on her hips.

I remained silent.

“Sara! How can you not have shorts?” She threw her hands up animatedly.

“I have a very modest wardrobe, okay,” I shrilled in embarrassment.

“I don’t give a damn what I have to do, tomorrow we are going shopping, good lord child!” She playfully scolded me.

“You’re not buying me a stitch of clothing until I get a job,” I huffed.

“What is it with you and getting a job? If you want one so bad, why don’t you just look online for a local job?”

I gave her a look, “That’s actually a really good idea.”

“Great, I’ll help you look for one after we get you dressed! You’ll have plenty of time when we are done, we don’t leave for a bit.”

“Deal,” I sighed as I grabbed the bikini and turned around to change.

While I was putting on the bikini, Michelle went to her dresser to pull out a little pair of blue jean short shorts.

When I had finished pulling on the tiny bikini I turned to my room mate. She looked shocked to say at the least.

“Whoa, Sara who would have known that you were hiding all those curves? Holy crap, your boobs are like perfect,” She smirked playfully.

“Shut up,” I blushed.

“Here, put these on, they look like they would be your size.” She handed me the article of clothing.

“Or the size of a two year old, these things are tiny.” I gasped holding them in front of me to get a better look at the shorts.

“Just put them on, you’re gonna be taking them off at the beach anyway.” She reasoned.

“What is it with you and putting me in clothes that barely cover my ass?” I laughed as I put my legs in the shorts. I slid them up to my hips and buttoned them up.

“Holy shit, they actually fit,” I gasped, walking over to the mirror to check out my reflection. I had to admit to myself, I didn’t look half bad.

“And you have an ass to boot,” She smirked, walking up behind me.

“Chelly, are you checking me out, cause I feel like you are checking me out,” I chuckled.

“Totally,” She said sarcastically, “I’d kill to have your body! Here’s a cover-up,” She handed me a gauzy, see through top.

“Awesome,” I replied putting it on, “Now let’s get on that job hunt!” I went to pull my laptop out, starting it up.

“It’s easy, just look up local want ads. Maybe you can babysitting job or something on the weekends, that way it doesn’t get in the way of school and stuff.” She advised as I scrolled down the ads.

“No, I don’t do good with kids by myself. Oh, look house cleaning. I could probably do that.”

“It looks pretty good, it’s in a nice neighborhood so they will probably play really well, and look “flexible hours.”

“They have a number, I’ll give ‘em a call and get some more information.” i immediately pulled out my cell phone, hopefully someone didn’t already take the job.

I listened to Michelle call out the number as I put it in my phone and pressed call. After a few rings, a woman answered.

Hello?

“Hi, is this Mrs. Smith?”

This is she.

“Hi, I’m Sara Braxton, I was calling about your help ad you put online. Are you still looking for someone to clean?”

Yes! We definitely still are. I could hear her laugh on the line.

“Great, I was calling to inquire about filling that position.

Well, I would like to meet you before I can hire you. We can discuss all the details then.

“Awesome, I’m free anytime this week.”

How does tomorrow sound to you, perhaps around 4? My husband should be back by then, I want him to meet you as well.

“Sounds great!”

Fantastic, can I text you the address at this number?

“That would be fine, I’ll see you tomorrow Mrs. Smith.”

I hung up my phone and turned to grin at Michelle, “I got an interview! Kind of,” I laughed.

“Great, cause you know what that mean?” She bounced in excitement.

“Oh God, what?”

“I get to take you shopping for an interview outfit!” She cheered with a big devious smile.

“Oh, Chelly. You are just too much.” I was too relieved about possibly getting a job to argue.

“Whatever, first we have to finish getting you ready for the beach tonight!”

“Alright, let’s do this,” I replied with a smile.

Notes

I'm sorry, i know this is a lot of dialogue, but I'm trying to get some PTV up in here! haha. I tried to give a bit of "jumping point" inspiration for my co-authors if they want it haha.

let us know what y'all think! and as always, thanks for reading!! <3

over to you @Merrp !!!