One Good Summer

So this cute little story popped in my head I hope you like it.

~August~

"You know what we could do to pass the time?" Tessa said staring over at Francesca in the driver's seat who just raised a brow.

"We could fuck in the backseat" Tessa declared with a smile that insinuated that she had come up with the absolute best activity to pass the time.

"I don't know how many times I have to say 'I'm never gonna fuck you', before you understand that" Francesca looked up from her phone and over to Tessa before completing "I'm never gonna fuck you"

"You know what you don't know Fran, it's that there's a short way between never, and my king's sized bed"

"You know what I know, they're almost down. Sam just texted me that Anaira somehow ripped the new bikini she just bought and he has managed to convince her to wear any of her old ones "

"Yeah yeah I'm sure she'd look cool in it too now can we get back to us having sex in the back seat?" Tessa said quickly waving a hand dismissively in the direction of the house.

Francesca and Tessa were currently outside their friend Samuel's apartment. The three of them along with Anaira were headed to a party on the beach. They had a tradition of clubbing every Saturday but since it was the summer, their favourite club had a particular beach booked every weekend.

Francesca had on a purple bikini with her bottom half covered by a knitted orange baggy leggings while Tessa wore a simple button down with flower prints and shorts. They had the air conditioning blasting because as the days were hot, the nights seemed to be hotter.

Walking quickly towards the car, their fashionably late friends got in and caught the tail end of this-

"-What if I told you I have a strap on on would that sweeten the deal?"

"Uhm...hello?" Sam said waving dramatically to the girls at the front "Good evening, how do you do, why are we talking about strap on's so early in the night, can we save it for the party?"

"You're right Sam" Fran concurred before turning to the passenger seat "Tessa, save it for the horny girls at the beach"

"Anyhow Anaira, I heard about your bikini" Tessa said turning to the back seat as Fran started the car "You look hot though, I even like this one better"

"Fuck that skimpy piece of crap for real" Anaira laid back with a huff "It cost a lot of money, and I was really looking forward to serving tits tonight"

"You still are" Tess said hesitantly "I mean sure one would have to turn a flashlight on and angle it directly at your chest, but damn is it a sight after that"

For three seconds, Anaira just stared back at Tessa in silence "That did not make me feel better" she said shaking her head side to side.

"Sorry" she smacked her lips "Blame it on the conservative one piece" she turned to Sam "You look great Sammie boy"

"Oh hunny there's no Sam tonight only Jezebel and she's horny and ready to make mistakes"

"Amen girlfriend" Fran said raising a hand and snapping her fingers before starting the car and clicking a few buttons on the car's music player.

"Tessa you were joking when you said you have a strap on on, right?" Sam asked.

Tessa snapped her head back dramatically towards him and responded with the opening lyrics of the song that started up

"Toniggghht

I just want to take you higher

Throw your hands up in the sky

Let's set this party off right"

"Right?" Sam asked in the space of silence after the intro and was a little startled when all three girls chanted together

"Players, put yo' pinky rings up to the moon"

Sam just rolled his eyes as the car sped down the road and the girls continued singing.

The club didn't skimp on the beach parties at all. There were bon fire pits placed thoughtfully in the sand at different parts of the open area, with people standing around them smoking, talking or roasting marshmallows. The marshmallows were being sold at the bar and they were going for quite a buck. It was a great marketing idea.

However, two temporary fences at the far ends on opposite sides indicated the limit to the space for the party. The club did well but they didn't book a private beach. Maybe one day.

There were at least three life guards in stands to make sure people didn't go too far out in the water. Body guards as well, for when the alcohol levels in patrons started to show in their words and actions. Sure it wasn't a club building, but people could definitely still get kicked out if necessary.

Wooden colourful seats around little tables were scattered around the beach, there was a huge bar to the right side, and to the left, a Dj faced towards the dance floor which was illuminated by many lights switching colours and bathing the dancing bodies in reds, greens and blues.

The gang found a table, and soon their first drinks of the night were served and as Sam repeated the question he asked earlier in the car, everyone looked to Tessa waiting for an answer.

"No...I'm not. Why do you guys care so much about what is in my male boxer briefs" Tessa said staring around the table.

"Dear God" Fran whispered with a face palm.

"Ooh Jezebel, hot ginger to the left has been staring for a while now" Anaira reported while trying to look without looking.

Sam, following her lead and not turning to check, replied "Damn so early, this bikini must be working"

"Hi" the gang turned over to the ginger with clear blue eyes "I'm George" that was directed to Sam.

"Hi" Sam said back, took hold of George's outstretched hand and walked away with him.

"Damn" Tessa said staring after them "Jezzy may have just set a record. I don't think anyone's been picked up that quickly and with such little dialogue. I mean, we just got here"

Every member of the friend group had their fair share of admirers whenever they stepped out alone or together. They were all sexy and in their twenties it was expected and they knew that.

I mean there is also the fact that Francesca's chestnut brown hair flowed over her shoulders and past her well rounded breasts. She had gorgeous big brown eyes, a light dusting of freckles sprinkled over the bridge of her pointed nose, sharp cheekbones, luscious pink lips all on top a body that would stand a chance of winning if in a competition with Mariah Carey's.

Tessa, tall, lean and toned, with jet black hair cut in a bob style and a little tousled tonight as Tessa had run her fingers through it multiple times. She was tall and beautiful, broad shoulders tapered into slim hips and amazing facial features but her greatest weapon, were her eyes. They were the palest blue, they looked almost white...almost translucent. Just almost. Through out her life, Tessa had come to realize after been told multiple times by different people at different points, that her eyes were her best features and she used that to her advantage more times than once.

Anaira with her beautiful dark skin, ran a Pilates studio. This information is important because according to the friend group, she had the best body. Fit, slim and thick in all the right places. Her curly hair up in a neat ponytail tonight, and her gorgeous smile that always reached her eyes.

And Sam who is currently Jezebel tonight, was a perfect balance of masculinity and femininity in a man. With his curly blonde hair, green eyes and perfect butt, all he had to do was walk into a room and regardless of how he presented himself in terms of dressing, he always had every man in the room in the palm of his hands.

The gang was a quadruple threat and even if they refused to admit it, they knew.

"Well, he's gone now with that British hot muffin at least I have a chance now" Anaira declared.

"Fran?" Tessa began suggestively "How 'bout we make like Jezzy and the ginger and go fuck somewhere"

Francesca just scoffed and took a sip of her drink.

"Excuse me beauty, but would you like to dance?" Fran looked up at the handsome man offering a hand to her. She stared back at Tessa who now had a frown on her face and was staring at the intruder.

"I'd love to dance with you" taking his hand, they were off to the dance floor as Tessa's eyes followed them with a scowl on her face.

"Do you guys get off on it"

Tessa turned back to Anaira with a questioning look. "What?"

"This thing you guys do where you flirt with her, she flirts back, you ask her to sleep with you, she refuses, she makes you jealous with anyone she can and you always get jealous...do you guys get some kind of satisfaction from it?"

Tessa had no answer for that question instead turning back to stare at a laughing Fran and the dancing hunk who was clearly charming and amusing her with his dance moves. She could feel her blood boiling.

At some point during the night, Anaira moved over to the bar. She had grown tired of Tessa's attitude and after she had declined the offer of the third girl who had asked her for a dance, Anaira knew sitting there with her would only sour her night. She was currently in a conversation with a handsome looking girl who had bought her a drink. It seemed the one piece wasn't so bad after all. Fran was back at the table with Tessa, after declining an offer to go home with the handsome dancer.

"You're awfully quiet" Fran said questioningly looking at Tessa who swirled the last of her drink around in her glass while staring intently at it.

"What do you want me say?" Tessa continued swirling the drink "Hasn't mister tappy feet already said it all to you?" She said before slamming back the drink.

"Really Tess?" Fran had a teasing smile on her face "Jealousy is not a good look on you"

"Why are you even back here?" Tessa asked raising her voice suddenly and causing a jump in Fran "Why didn't you go home with him. Are you here to torment me after rubbing him in my face like that?"

"Rubbing him in your face?" Fran asked feeling a shift in her mood as well "What are you my girlfriend? I see you got a lot of tension in you, you might wanna accept one of the many girls throwing themselves at you so you can let it all out. I wouldn't want you exploding in my face" At that, she stood up and walked away towards the shorelines.

Feeling the light waves wash over her feet, Fran looked up at the stars sprinkled over the night sky. It was a beautiful night and even though it was a rather warm night, the air felt cool against her skin and the fresh smell it carried calmed her more with each deep breath.

There was a line of portable toilets a few ways beside her and she decided to empty her bladder. Stepping out feeling rid of the rage, Fran was ready to go back and try to get things back to normal between her and Tessa.

Upon getting back to the table, she was nowhere to be seen. Fran walked over to the bar where Anaira and the stud girl's conversation, had them a breath away from kissing.

"Hey Ana have you seen Tess?"

"Yeah she left a while ago with some blonde chick" Anaira replied barely looking up at Fran. Fran could feel her heart skip a beat from that information. She had gone home with a girl? Fran was sure she did it just to make her jealous and she wouldn't let her win but as she pushed a glass off the bar top and heard it shatter before storming out, she realized that it was too late.

*

"I thank you all, for taking time out of your busy schedules to see me here today"

"Jesus Sam it's summer don't anybody got anywhere else to be but the beach" Anaira nudged him with her elbow.

"Okay fine" Sam sighed "But the truth is I can't handle all that tension on the group chat anymore, so you guys seriously need to kiss and make up"

"Sam" Fran said softly pinching the bridge of her nose.

"What? It's obvious something went down at the beach and I can't loose this friend group so you have to make up right now"

"Look since I have nothing to do with this, can you buy me the ice cream you promised?" Anaira cut in.

"Fine fine go there's a stand over there" Sam replied gesturing towards the ice cream stand a few ways down the beach.

After the events of the weekend, the friends group chat had been eerily quiet and the silence had been most unbearable for Sam so a meeting seemed necessary to him.

They all had busy lives which they dedicated a lot of their time to so when they had breaks, they really indulged so weekdays at the beach was the norm every summer time. Sam and Anaira had brought an umbrella which was pinned in the sand beside them to protect them from the wicked rays of the sun. It was a scorching day.

Glistening with sunscreen and dressed in brightly colored bikinis including Tess who had shorts over her bottoms, they had all been sitting in a circle 'yoga style', on their beach towels with Fran and Tessa side by side, both their arms folded. The tension between them was quite evident.

"Well," Sam continued, staring between both of them "Say something" he said rather loudly.

"What do you want me to say Sam. We're friends and friends fight here and there it's totally normal in-fact, I'd think you'd be used to it by now. Besides, you don't even know what happened maybe I have the right to be angry for a while longer" Fran ended, refolding her arms and looking away to the side.

"What, you're mad because I had a one night stand?" Tessa spoke up turning to face her "'I'm never gonna fuck you', remember that?"

Fran straightened up and looked around her self consciously to see if anyone was within earshot "You do realize that I have needs right? What, you don't want me but no one else can have me?" Tessa said dramatically.

"Oh my goodness Tess" they were now facing each other completely "That is not the reason and you know it. You need to stop being so dramatic and saying these things in public" she said that last part, whispering sharply "I'm mad because you were acting weird after I danced with that guy and you started throwing a tantrum and acting like a baby, just like you're doing now"

"Oh I'm a baby? Have you looked in the mirror? Because you have like squishy baby cheeks, it's hard to believe you're twenty three" Tessa said.

There was a long silence where they just stared at each other before Fran spoke again.

"You're so fucking weird you know that?"

"You're weird" Tessa said in a low voice looking away and wiping imaginary dust off her knee. She sighed deeply before turning back to face Fran "I'm sorry I got mad, I just didn't think that guy was that great of a dancer"

"That apology sucked Tess" Fran said with a little smile.

"Well, that's all you're getting it's not like I broke your cup or something"

"Ugh don't remind me. I don't know if they'd let me back in after that"

"Oh they will. Do you know how many glasses and bottles they loose every night in fights?" Tessa said.

"It's been a while I witnessed a good club fight though" Fran said wistfully.

"Yeah I love those" Tessa agreed "So" she looked at Fran raising her brows in question.

"What?" Fran said clearly confused.

"Should we kiss now?"

"Oh my God Tess" Fran said slapping her in the arm.

"Ow!" she pointed at Sam "He said we had to kiss and make up, we can't do one without the other"

Sam who had been silently watching the entire interaction with a 'proud father' smile on his face spoke up, "That part isn't necessary Tess"

"Really dude, I thought we were on the same team" Tess said staring blankly at him.

"This is exactly what this blistering day needs" Anaira said retaking her seat.

"Yeah we can also get some ice cream too right, Sam?" Fran said pointing to Anaira's cone and then to herself.

"Don't you guys care about my financial stability?" Sam said in feigned hurt.

"Hey you lured us here and promised us treats. This is on you" Fran said pointing at him.

"Besides, you're the rich influencer in the group it's only right that you do this once in a while" Tessa added.

"Rich? You do realize I have a roommate right?" Sam asked squinting.

"Yeah and?"

*

The little banters between Francesca and Tessa began way before they got a proper introduction. Fran had been introduced to Tessa after forming an acquaintance with Sam. They had met at Fran's fashion school when Sam had paid a visit with the hope of working with a fashion student for a social media promotion thing. There was an easy connection and they hit it off quickly.

When Sam eventually made the introduction, it was clear the both were not eager to be friends. The thing is, two weeks before the official introduction, Fran was asked by her sister to pick her nephew from school. It was a rainy day. Really rainy. And even though Fran had tried to decline, the fact that her sister rarely asked for anything of her, it was a rainy day, and Fran actually wanted her nephew to get home safe, she found herself driving to the local high school.

She had hated high school. To her, it felt like that very long chapter of a book that feels like a chore but you know you just have to get through to get to the good part. Fashion school. It was her dream, and she was crushing it.

Parking in an empty spot, she put a call through to her nephew and got no response. She put three more, and still nothing and as she sat there, she wondered how long she would have to sit there. It was pouring, and the people around were running around looking for shade or getting into cars and driving off.

Fran remembered she had an umbrella in the trunk of her car and then she wondered why she kept it in the trunk of her car. But she figured she could quickly get out, get it, find her nephew, and get the hell out of there. She was wrong.

"Um... hey hey hey, you can't park here" A tall pretty girl with an umbrella over her head had intercepted her before she could get to her trunk.

"What the hell?" She asked looking up into eyes that caught her off guard and left her speechless after that question. The girl had on a red cotton polo shirt with the school's logo above her left breast.

"You can't park here, that's the principal's spot. I'm gonna have to ask you to park somewhere else if you don't mind" the girl continued.

It took a while and a crack of thunder before Fran responded. She had been staring like a freak "Huh? What?...what the fuck? What fucking principal? It's fucking raining no one cares"

"Okay ma'am, you have to mind your language, this is a school"

"Oh my goodness" Fran exclaimed loudly "I'm getting drenched can you at least..." she moved into the girl, trying to share her umbrella. Fran felt the hand before it touched her. Flat against her chest firmly. She felt her heart jump and she looked down at it before looking back up into those mesmerizing eyes. She was dumbstruck. She tried to speak before she was shoved...hard, and out of the shade the umbrella provided.

"What the fuck is your problem?" Fran said loudly.

"Ma'am please, language?" The girl said holding up a hand.

"Fuck you" Fran said before rushing at the girl, grabbing her umbrella, and sending it flying in the wind.

"Why you little..."

"Asshole" Fran cut her off "You're an asshole"

Now they just stood there, in front of each other, in the rain staring at each other...rather intensely. Clear blue eyes staring down into brown. Fran had seen the girl's eyes flicker down to her lips before she heard her nephew yelling her name from a distance. She turned to him and saw him wave before he started running towards her.

She turned back to see the back of the tall girl as she walked away. She looked down at herself and realized that not only was she beyond drenched, but she had gone braless that day and her nipples could be easily seen through her shirt. They were hard. She ran back into her car and decided she would wonder about that later.

She cursed throughout the drive back home. I mean if you would count 'motherstabber', 'smellyhole' and 'dinglefish' as curse words. She would have found the confusion on her nephew's face funny if she hadn't been so mad.