The Serial Bully

chapter 24~pool party

I had just concluded my breakfast consisting of a cream cheese spinach omelette and a glass of milk when I received a text message.

Cara🍧💙: we'll get to your house in a little while, if you aren't prepared yet. Prepare pronto. We're roughly about ten minutes away from your house.

I sat up immediately at that.

Me: it's today?

I had flat out forgotten we were to set off for the pool party today. I got up and began to rummage through my wardrobe hurriedly.

Cara🍧💙: yes, it's today. Don't tell me you've forgotten already.

Me: I'm preparedish

Cara🍧💙: preparedish?

Me: yes, I've bathed but I'm not dressed yet. What look do I go for?

I didn't want to look outlandish or ridiculous.

Cara🍧💙: casual, go for casual. Preferably shorts or a mini skirt and a light shirt or an easy to wear gown. So you can slip in and out of it as as hastily as possible when you're switching into and out of your swimsuit.

Cara🍧💙: oh and friendly advice, wear your best underwear.

Cara🍧💙: a friend of mine wore torn underwear once but fortunately for her I was the only one who observe it. You never can predict how many people will be in the dressing room. Better safe than sorry.

Me: thanks for the friendly advice, LMFAO

I opted for my best set of underwear, a grey set of matching bra and panties and topped it off with a black and white polka dot bodycon mini dress. Easy to slip in and out of,chic and not conspicuous that it was thrifted.

"Mom, my friends will be here to pick me up soon. Remember the pool party I told you we'd be having soon?" I inquired, my voice carrying

"Sure, have fun and stay safe." she returned, her voice just as loud as mine. I doubted she remembered.

"Alright, then"

"bye, I'm trying catch up on my beauty sleep." she whined, that confirmed my earlier thought. She didn't remember she just wanted to go back to sleep.

I tittered at that and sat on the couch, flip flops neatly set beside me and began to fritter away time by watching despicable me on Netflix.

I heard a knock on the door and I  hurriedly slipped my feet into the flip flops and sprang to the door, unlocking it. To my utmost surprise lily and Cara's older brother, Dave were with them.

"Is your mom in?" Dave questioned

"Yes, but she's asleep" I answered back

"Oh" he muttered

"We'd have loved to say hello to her" Cara smiled

"Yes I definitely want to see your mom, meet the chef responsible for the preparation of such delectable delicacy." Dave commented, I smiled nervously not knowing how to react to the compliment. I'm awkward with compliments.

"Let's head over to the car then" Cara voiced

"Whose car is that? Yours?" I asked facing cara

"It's our mom's, she lets us lend it sometime" cara responded

"You mean me, she lets me lend it" he winked at me

"Yes, because she's been hoodwinked into thinking you're responsible, which you aren't. I tidy out the car after you've littered it with junk. Filthy pig" cara spat. I chuckled, her brother seemed to bring out a different side of her.