Two more days for Rachel's assignment submission, but tonight is wasted for she is preparing for Stacy Jones bikini party, one where she couldn't wait to just her name in the dirt. For what seemed mike an eternity, Rachel shampooed, conditioned and curled her raven hair before applying subtle makeup, not that she is good at it anyway.

Olive comes out of the closet after trying the bikinis once more and she has that glee in her eyes once again.

"They are so perfect! The kimono added...Olive says pretending like she's weeping."

"It's what I'm good at, Livia. Rachel says still looking at the mirror filling her eyes brows."

What's time?

Olive grabs her phone to check herself and her jaws open when she checks.

We have to go now, what if we miss the real fun?

"What fun? Rachel drops the pencil and grabs her bag from the bed."

I heard Stacy is inviting male strippers, Olive jumps with excitement.

Hmm. Rachel adds.

"I can already imagine them b, they are gonna have really large muscles, hard and firm butts...she says before breaking out in laughter."

"I hope they would be comparable to Kyle at least...Olive says."

What?! Rachel faces her with curiosity now.

"Comparable to Kyle's, you said? Rachel asks trying to confirm if what she heard was what Olive said."

"Duhh! Kyle is hot too." Probably the hottest boy in school, don't you know that? Olive faces her too with curiosity.

"No, I don't know. In what way? Rachel asks dropping her bags back to the bed."

Rachel?! Olive looks at her with wonder.

In all way!

His eyes.

Height.

Body.

Voice, that rumble in his voice can turn any gurl...on!

Maybe it's the way he catches the spotlight, how he walks, those jet back hair?!

"Okay, you sound like you have a crush on him. Rachel puts her hand akimbo blowing her hair out of her face."

"If he were to spare me his attention, I wouldn't mind." Olive says with another chuckle.

What do you mean attention, you guys talk together everyday at school? Rachel is confounded.

"It's because of you, he's close with Gerald and all. But, between me and you, he only talks with me when I'm around you. " Olive answers and Rachel marvels.

"Whoa, okay. This is too much for one night. Rachel says."

"I agree." Olive giggles.

"We should get going, I'll wait for you in the car. She says and leaves the room."

Rachel is on her own wondering how, how exactly Kyle Stevens is hot?!

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Olive drives them to the party and they can already hear the exclusive noise of giggles coming from Stacy Jones mansion. Rachel gnashes her teeth as she peers her eyes over the estate.

Olive puts out the power of the ride in the long line of parking spaces, it is a long queue of rides for a party that only girls would be attending though.

"Well, you look gnashing your teeth's. Olive says as they both unbuckle their seat belts."

How do I look? Olive faces Rachel.

Do me too. Rachel says and they both correct any other smudge of lipstick or astray eye shadow from their faces.

Perfect!

They say together as they come out of the car.

And as they begin to walk, Rachel realizes that it's not just a girls party but a both gender party. She should have judged from the amount of cars packed outside and the music that it wasn't going to be a silent party.

Hell, Stacy Jones will never throw a silent party.

They walk into the what is supposed to be called a yard but it's almost like a golf field with a live fountain that has been turned into a drinking fountain–every single person she meets before entering into the mansion doesn't have their cloths on.

The girl in bikini and the boy in short–shirtless.

Rachel clutches her purse tightly when she accesses the atmosphere of the party. Olive faces Rachel when she recognizes that a lot has changed.

Do you still wanna come? She asks.

"We're here already, there's no turning back. Plus, I won't leave you here to have fun alone." Rachel chuckles.

Right! Olive says, holding Rachel's hand firmly and opening the door of the house.

The bursting music from the house cause them to squint their eyes and the house is a different atmosphere compared to what they knew about the party. Bodies running bodies, lips touching lips, and tongues. Oh, wet tongues...

They both try to make way out of that sector hoping not to gum body with the gummy bears. And as they push forward, they make it out of that sector.

Alive!

Rachel and Olive begin to laugh at all the weird body movements that is transpiring in the room, and as they still speak in mirth–they didn't see the incoming Stacy Jones.

She's putting on a Fashionova bikini and her long red velvet hair is sprawled all her shoulders as she tries to avoid the cups on the floors in the serpent heels.

"There you are Olive and...Rachel, what a pleasant surprise. She says folding her hands as she stares at her."

"What, aren't I invited? Rachel asks."

"Not in that, you're not. It's a bikini party not a Netflix and chill with your peeps."

Stacy says while she points to her shirt.

Rachel scoffs trying to say something else, but it doesn't come and so she stares at the floor in wonder.

It was at the tip of her tongue just now!

A cat cut your tongue? Stacy asks as she snaps her fingers at Rachel's face.

"Take those wretched fingers off my face, old, saggy witch in Snow White."

Oh, yes, it comes back!

Stacy's mouth opens wide and she has a hard time entertaining the insult.

"I hate you, Rachel." She says and turns away.

"Okay, can we change now?! Olive says, hoping she doesn't have to witness the both of them cat fighting again."

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Rachel and Olive later walk out of the dressing room and everyone's eyes are on them. Rachel is putting on a glittering, shimmering and jewel astounded bikini. The bikini tops and pants are followed by a silvery heels as she walks back into the room where the party goes on–mouths are opened, saliva is dropping and hearts her beating.

Behind her is Olive, dressed in a green shimmer and shine, it goes with her green eyes and it is followed with a green heels that makes them look exceptional.

And like it's planned the music on play is Taki Taki, a Mexican song that just adds to the shape of their swaying hips and legs. In that crowd, there is someone that is ignited again by Rachel's look and he knows he cannot hide it anymore.