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Since I posted a picture a while back on my WiP#1 MC, Anna, I decided to try and post something I just started working on. I'm still working on it so forgive me on the roughness of it and the length.
WiP#3 Tenative title --Wrapping Paper. MC to guess -- Livie. I don't want to say too much about it --lots of stuff still in the works. This is a conversation between Livie and her Aunt Claire. I did take out some descriptive stuff so you could guess. Good luck and I can't wait to read the others. Come back tomorrow to see the reveal.
A light knock disrupted my slathering of sunscreen.
“Livie, are you ready?” Claire peeked around the door. Her collection of thin metal bracelets jingled when she pushed it open.
I snapped the cap shut. “Yeah. Just finishing up.”
She walked in my room, squinting. “You’re wearing that?” Her mouth puckered.
“That? “ Her finger fluttered up and down. “That…one piece suit?”
“This is the only suit I have.” I looked down satisfied with my choice of beach attire.
“Did you wear that yesterday to the beach?”
“Yes, I told you it’s the only suit I have.”
She scratched her head. “Boy, my mom and dad really kept you sheltered.”
“Why do you say that?Because this is the only suit I have?”
Claire sat down on the bed, lips pressed together, holding in a laugh. “Well, that’s part of it. Livie, we need to get you into something that’s more your age. Grams had good intentions but she really sheltered you.”
I stood staring at her perfect body that she revealed readily, trying to comprehend what she said. Sure I was homeschooled and rarely traveled off the farm but I wasn’t stupid. I knew what kids my age were into. Didn’t I?
“Wait here.” Claire hopped up and raced into her room.
A ping of dread ran through me with the thought of what she might put me in. I fiddled with the straps on my suit. Was this that bad? Did Grams keep me that out of touch? Seagulls called outside my window. They were laughing at me, too. The kids hanging at the beach yesterday did give me a second look. Swallowing the embarrassment that stuck in my throat, I glanced back at the mirror.
“Here try these on. I just got them in for the shop.” Claire threw pieces of brightly colored fabric in the air. After they landed on the bed, I picked up a purple and pink striped one.
“What are you waiting for? Try it on.”
“These are little pieces of fabric with string.”
“Livie, just try it on.” Her head tilted giving me attitude. I hesitated, looking back at her, twisting the end of one of the strings.
“Are you waiting for me to leave so you can change? God! Livie. We’re girls. It’s not like I haven’t seen what you have under that suit.” She turned her back towards me.
I quickly took off my sad one piece and slipped on the skimpy suit. It rode up my butt and the strings dug into my neck.
“Okay,” I whispered.
Claire faced me. Her face lit up and a little smile appeared. “Wow.”
“It’s bad. I…should…just…” I pulled one of the strings.
“Livie, stop. It’s fine, really. You have the perfect body for it.”
I picked at the leg of my suit bottom. “It’s riding up my butt.”
Claire let out a laugh. “That’s where it sits.” Her fingers adjusted one of the strings. “Now the guys will be looking at you for you, not at the one piece potato sack.”
That was probably way longer than necessary. Sorry. Can't wait to read the guesses and the other participant's entries. Have a great day!