A/N: Well hello there. For those of you who have begun reading my first ever story Invisible, I'm hoping at some point I will return to that prompt. This story however, has been flowing much easier for me and I already have a plan of where exactly I want it to go. Because of this, it is much easier for me to focus on this and actually enjoy writing it. This is a small segment of what I already have written and I am much more confident in my ability to actually finish this story. Sorry if anyone is disappointed, but please let me know what you think about the start of this story.

For Piper Chapman, the end of the school year marked the start of another summer she would be forced to stay in the Hamptons with her family. This was one of many reasons that the blonde much preferred the school year to summer break. Spending time with a bunch of snooty kids and their parents wasn't really her idea of a good. Piper was determined to escape this life as soon as she could. However, she'd have to follow the rules for now. She was in the middle of packing her bags when her phone buzzed.

Polly: You excited to head to the Hamptons?!

Piper: Most definitely not. And why have you been so cheery about it this year? Usually you're just as miserable as me.

Polly: My parents are letting me invite Pete to come with us this summer! Plus they're always out doing their own thing sooo we basically get to have the house to ourselves.

Piper: Ugh, you're so lucky. You're parents are so much more chill than mine. Not that I'd even have anyone to invite :\

Polly: Maybe you'll meet a cute guy at the country club…

Piper: Doubtful. And even if I did, my parents wouldn't let us hang out without supervision.

Polly: Just come hang out at my house then. We'll pretend that my parents are there.

Piper: I don't want to intrude on your time with Pete. Plus everyone at the country club sucks. Sure, some of them are attractive, but they're also spoiled jerks.

Polly: Well you don't have to marry the guy. Just find someone to hook up with. It doesn't have to be some big deal.

Piper: Easy for you to say. You've already had sex. With a long term boyfriend, might I add.

Polly: I'm just saying, you gotta lose it sometime.

Piper: Riiighttt.

An almost two hour drive proved to be about as much time as Piper could spend with her family for the day. As soon as they arrived at their beach house, she headed straight up the stairs to her room. She had always loved the crisp white interior of their vacation home, but her room here didn't feel quite as warm as her room at home. It lacked all of the personal touches, namely the majority of her massive novel collection. Even so, she'd take the bedroom by herself over the company of her parents any day. She began unpacking her things, and placing them in her closet and dresser. Another summer destined to go to waste.

"Alexandra, are you sure about this?"

"Yes mom, what's the big deal? I lifeguard every summer."

"Yeah, at the community pool. This is a country club. It's going to be full of rich, snooty people."

"What, I'm not good enough to watch over them while they swim?"

"You know that's not what I mean. I just know you struggle to control your temper sometimes. And these people are bound to be a bit disrespectful."

"Well it's the best paying lifeguard job in this area. Plus I get a sweet place to stay for a few months. Just for working there."

"I know babe. I just- I'm just going to miss you is all."

"It's a two hour drive, ma. You can come and see me when you're off work. Or I'll come and see you if you want. Just let me know."

"Ok, alright. I'm happy for you, and I hope you have a great time while you're there." Her mom leaned in to give her a hug.

"I love you mom. I'll call you when I get there, alright."

"Alright, babe. I love you too." She gave her a kiss on the head before helping her load her things into the back of her old beat up Chevy Malibu. Alex watched in her rearview mirror as her mother waved to her from her driveway. This would be the most time she and her mother had ever spent apart in her entire life. A single tear rolled down her cheek before she silently reminded herself that this wasn't that big of a deal. This was a really good opportunity and she could definitely use the money. Let the summer begin.

"Piper!" The blonde woke up to her mother knocking on her door, which she had decided to lock last night.

"Yes, mother?" She rolled her eyes, but attempted to keep her annoyance from reaching her voice.

"Your father scheduled for you to play doubles with Polly and her new boyfriend this morning at 10:00."

"Doubles? I don't have a partner." She got out of bed and made her way to the door, swinging it open.

"You remember the Johnson's? Their son Christopher?"

"Yes…" Piper raised an eyebrow. She did not like where this was headed.

"Well he volunteered to join you today. You know he has gotten quite handsome in the past few years. And you two got along so well when you were younger."

"Ew, mom. And I tolerated him when I was younger because he was Dan's friend."

"Well in any case, the two of you are going to play tennis at 10:00. It's almost 9:00, so you should start getting ready. I'll help you pick an outfit."

"Great, yeah. Thanks." Piper had learned at a very early age that it was much easier to go along with her mother's wishes than it was to be defiant. Her mother pushed past her and went to her closet to choose one of her tennis sets. She pulled out a white vest top and light pink skirt with a small white symbol.

"I trust that you can pick out the appropriate undergarments." Piper cringed at the word.

"Yup. I think I can handle it." She rolled her eyes.

"And that outfit will go great with the new shoes that I got you. They're downstairs when you're ready. And please fix up your hair and wear a little makeup, ok?"

"Yup. I'll be down soon." Piper took a quick shower and pulled her hair into two french braids. She decided to wear a little bit of waterproof mascara and a tinted chapstick. Hopefully it would be enough to keep her mom off of her back. By the time she had gotten dressed it was almost 9:45 so she decided to grab her racket and head downstairs. "Alright, I'm ready."

"Alright darling." Her mom came around the corner out of the kitchen. "Oh dear, please let me fix your shirt." Her mom went around her tucking her shirt in again and pulling it out ever so slightly. "Much better. Here are your shoes." She grabbed a box that was sitting on the counter. Piper opened it.

"They're perfect mom. Thank you." They were simple white tennis shoes with a few rose gold accents.

"You're welcome. Christopher should be by any moment to drive you down to the club. You'll meet Pete and Polly there."

"Alright." Piper put on her shoes and checked herself in the foyer mirror a few times before a golf cart pulled up outside of their front door. She grabbed her racket, slung it over her shoulder, and took a deep breath. There was a knock at the door. She paused for a moment before answering it.

"Hi Piper."

"Hey Chris."

"You look….different." The blonde wanted to roll her eyes. Of course she looked different. They hadn't really seen each other since she was nearly 11.

"Thank you, I think? Let's head to the courts shall we?" Piper walked past him. "Wouldn't want to be late."

"Right, yeah." He muttered, following her. "And I meant it in a good way. Like you look..." His eyes scanned her body as they sat in the golf cart. He cleared his throat. "..grown up."

"Mhmmm." Piper didn't really know how to respond to his blatant ogling. She would admit that Christopher was an attractive guy. Tall, blonde, muscular and tan. He wore a nicely coordinated outfit that had likely been picked out by his mother as well. "Anyway, let's go." He simply nodded and turned to face the sidewalk, pressing on the gas.

The drive was quiet and awkward. Piper was certain she had never been more grateful for the fact they they only lived about 5 minutes from the country club. As soon as they pulled up, she hopped out of the cart and made her way toward Polly. She and peter were already standing right outside of the courts. She sent her friend a look that she hoped would scream 'help me'.

"Hey Pipe. How about we get this shit started. Pete and I are so gonna kick your guys' asses." Piper saw Christopher's eyebrows raise a bit at Polly's language.

"In your dreams." She replied.

The four teens made their way to the court and started their match. Both Piper and Polly were a bit bored with tennis, having been forced to play most of their lives. Because of this, the game started off pretty light. However, when Pete and Polly took the lead, Piper's competitiveness kicked in. She called for a break and made her way over to Christopher.

"Alright, we gotta step it up because I really wanna win this." She spoke quietly.

"What's in it for me?" His question really made her want to roll her eyes.

"I don't know...the satisfaction of kicking their asses?" She shrugged, and decided to bait him a little. "Depends on how well you play." She winked. It wasn't the most sauve of winks, but poor Chris was an easy target.

"You got a deal." He smirked. Game on.

Piper had to admit she was impressed by his abilities. As soon as she had made it clear that she wanted to win, he really poured it on. Within no time, they had overtaken Pete and Polly. They were now down to the game point. Pete served the ball and Chris managed to slam it back to their side. Polly made a run for it, but was hesitant to hit as it was a long shot. He had managed to land it right in the corner and then Polly missed the return.

"Fuck yeah!" Piper screamed a bit too loudly, especially for someone who really didn't give a damn about tennis. She ran over to Christopher, who quickly dropped his racket, and jumped into his arms. She pulled back after a moment. "That was a great shot, Chris. Like seriously."

"Well thank you." He laughed, a huge smile on his face. By this point, both he and Piper were bright red and sweating. The blonde was sure her mother would not approve.

"Good game, doofus." Polly called to Piper, making her way over the net and onto their side.

"Why thank you." Piper smirked at her best friend.

"You are practically dripping in sweat." Polly remarked with a look of mock disgust on her face.

"Well, I won didn't I?"

"We won." Christopher piped in.

"Right, of course. That's what I said, isn't it?" Piper smiled at him, shoving his shoulder.

"Righttt." He said sarcastically. "Well I think I'm gonna head back home and get cleaned up. You need a ride?"

"Nah. I think I'm gonna head to the pool and I'll just walk home when I'm done."

"Ok, cool. You guys coming to the party tonight?"

"What party?" Piper questioned.

"Having a little get together at my place to kick off the summer. Starts at 10:00. My parents won't be in until next week so…"

"Sounds fun." Polly replied. "Pete and I will be there." She smacked Piper on the arm.

"Yeah, totally. Wouldn't miss it." The blonde spoke up, smacking her friend back.

"Sweet. I'll see you later then, Piper." He smiled warmly, grabbing his things and heading to the parking lot.

"Sweet. I'll see you later then, Piper." Polly mocked in a deep voice once he was out of earshot.

"I hate you sometimes." Piper rolled her eyes.

"What, he's hot-"

"Hey!" Pete interrupted her.

"-and nice enough." She ignored him "He could be your guy."

"He's alright Pol. But I don't want to…" She leaned in to her friend, hoping to keepy Pete out of this. "lose it to someone who's just alright." She whispered.

"You know I know you're a virgin, right?" Pete questioned.

"You told him?!" Piper nearly yelled. She quickly looked around to see if anyone was staring. Fortunately, they weren't.

"No, of course not." Polly replied. "I swear."

"She didn't have to. Piper, it's just obvious. Sometimes you can just tell if someone has- you know- and you...well you know."

"No, I don't know."

"You can just tell." He shrugged. "It's not a big deal."

"Of course it is. It's embarrassing. I'm 16 and I've barely even kissed someone. Ugh. I'm a loser."

"You're not a loser, Pipe." Polly glared at her boyfriend. He had clearly said too much. "It's not a big deal. Half of the people in our grade still haven't done it. Plus Christopher is 17, almost 18 and he hasn't."

"How do you know?"

"You can just tell." Polly shrugged and Pete laughed pointing at her.

"Just proved my point, babe." He said.

"Anyway, we're gonna head home to shower." Polly wiggled her eyebrows. Piper cringed. "I'll stop by your place around 9:00 to help you get ready."

"Yeah, alright." Piper waved her friends off. She grabbed her stuff and headed toward the pool. Suddenly she couldn't stop thinking about it. Did she really even want to do it? Or did she just want to seem like she had. Christopher was nice enough, and apparently was also a virgin. That might be nice. But, she didn't really like him like that. He was attractive, but the thought of sleeping with him wasn't all that appealing.

She made her way through the gate and to the poolside, setting down her racket on one of the loungers. Unfortunately, she hadn't thought to bring a suit. Luckily, she was in a plain black sports bra and underwear that could pass for a suit. There weren't many people at the pool, anyway. She slipped her shoes and socks off, pulled her shirt over her head, and folded it nicely. Her skirt soon followed suit and she stood in only her underwear, beginning to feel a bit awkward. She decided to just jump straight in, to avoid drawing any attention. However, the blonde could already feel a set of eyes on her. She glanced up and locked eyes with the lifeguard on duty.

She had long dark hair and eyes that were piercing even from across the pool. She wore a classic red guard suit and a pair of black shorts with white trim. The brunette was alarmingly pale for a lifeguard, but her complexion was undeniably gorgeous. Her legs were crossed and seemed to go on for miles. Piper was brought out of her trance by a young child jumping in the pool right in front of her. The lifeguard let out a chuckle before turning to watch those in the other side of the pool. Piper's face became even hotter than it had been after her tennis match and she quickly hopped into the water, welcoming the cold as it washed over her.

She glanced up at the guard a few more times but they never locked eyes again. After a few minutes she decided it's be best to head home. Her mother was probably already wondering where she was. She lifted herself over the side of the pool and made her way back to the chair. Piper felt weirdly disappointed by the fact that the lifeguard was still paying her no attention. She dried off with the towel on the end of her recliner and slipped her clothes back on. Her arms were still a bit wet, so her shirt stalled on her arms for a moment before falling over the rest of her figure. After completely redressed, she glanced at the guard one late time. The woman was still looking at the individuals in the pool. Piper sighed, grabbing her racket. Damn her for being so good at her job.

Alex's first day on the job had been pretty uneventful so far. Her shift had started at 10:00. This meant the pool was mostly empty with a few young families and old people scattered about. She figured the teen crowd wouldn't be around the pool much. This was both good and bad. She would be less likely to be tormented, but she would also be less likely to get laid. She sat up on the stand, opened the umbrella and made sure to keep her sunscreen applied. Her mother had always been careful to keep her protected from the sun. Plus, Alex had grown to love her pale skin.

Things didn't get interesting until a couple of hours later. The first teen that Alex had seen today strolled in directly from the tennis courts. She was a tall blonde with gorgeous tan legs. Her face appeared flushed, indicating that she had come to cool down after an intense match. Alex tried to pry her attention back to the individuals in the pool, but then the blonde began stripping. It became clear that she was in her underwear rather than a bathing suit, but she didn't seem to care. Alex surely wasn't complaining. Once fully undressed, the blonde glanced up at Alex. She had been caught. Part of her wanted to look away, but the other part wanted to savor her first good look at the blonde's face. She was far away, and Alex had shitty eyesight, but she could still tell that she was beautiful. Suddenly a young boy came around from behind her and jumped into the deep end. Alex laughed a bit, and took this as her cue to end their staring contest.

It wasn't until after the blonde was exiting the pool that Alex allowed herself to fully look at her again. This time, she had gotten a spectacular view of her ass as she lifted herself over the side of the pool. The brunette forced herself to look away before she was caught staring. Moment's later her eyes found their way back to the blonde as she attempted to get redressed. Her shirt getting caught on her arms. Her stomach muscles tensed slightly as she attempted to get it all the way over her head. Her body was gloriously toned. Alex again averted her gaze, making sure to keep her eye on the kids in the pool. She saw the blonde slipping on all of her clothes in her peripheral vision, but refused to stare at her anymore. However, she was almost certain she had seen the young blonde glance in her direction one last time, as if checking to see if she would look. She decided not to. At least until the blonde was already walking away.

The rest of Piper day was spent talking to her mother about Christopher, helping her mother organize things for a mixer, reading, and thinking about a certain brunette. By the time 9:00 rolled around she had worked herself up about both the mysterious lifeguard and Christopher. Chris was probably going to try to sleep with her tonight, or at least make out. She liked him. He was nice enough, and attractive. But she just didn't feel at all drawn to him in that way. To make matters more confusing she felt drawn to a complete stranger. A complete stranger who happened to be a woman. There was no way she could be gay, right? No. Chapman women don't like women. They like perfect men, who they marry at the perfect wedding and have a bunch of perfect children with. Shit. The doorbell rang. Piper ran downstairs to greet her friend. She hadn't even thought about what she was going to wear tonight.

"Hey Pol." She put on her best fake smile and tried to catch her breath.

"Hey Pipe. You alright?"

"Yeah, totally." Piper turned around to glance at her parents who were talking in the kitchen. "Let's just...go to my room."

"Yeah alright, gotta get you ready."

When the two made it up to the room Piper locked the door behind them. Polly sat on her bed and she began pacing back and forth. What was she supposed to do. Should she tell Polly that she might be into a girl?

"Piper, you're freaking me out. What's up. Is this about Christopher? Because you don't have to-"

"No. I mean yes, kind of- I don't know."

"Wow. Alright, well I'm going to need you to be a little more clear if you want me to help you calm down."

"I don't want to sleep with him. And I feel like he's going to try to make a move tonight…"

"Alright. That's ok. It's ok if you're not ready. You can stick with me and Pete and I'll try to keep him from getting too frisky."

"It's not that about that, though. I think I am ready."

"Ok. So you just don't like him, then? That's ok. I'm sure there'll be plenty of other hot guys out here this summer. We can get you lai-"

"I met someone."

"Ohhh." Polly smirked.

"Well not really met, per se. More like saw from far away and made eye contact with one time."

"Really. He must be pretty hot then, if you haven't even met yet and you wanna hook up with them."

"She is." Piper blurted out, her face burning. "I mean-"

"Woah, really? A girl?"

"Pol, I'm sorry. I get it if this is weird to you. I mean I don't even really know what's going on or if I am- you know- like that. I just-"

"Breathe, Piper. It's ok." Polly stood up and grabbed her friends by the shoulders, pushing her down to sit on her bed.

"Really?"

"Yeah, of course. I don't care who you like Piper, I'll always love you." Piper let out a breath she hadn't even realized she'd been holding.

"Ok."

"So who is she?" Her best friend questioned.

"Well I don't know anything about her except that she's a lifeguard at the country club pool and she's gorgeous."

"Think she'll be at the party tonight?"

"Shit. I don't know. Now I'm nervous again."

"Alright, well let's just focus on getting you ready and we'll worry about the rest later. No matter what, I'll be by your side all night."

"Thanks Pol." Piper stood up to hug her best friend.

"I love you, Pipe...Now, it's time to get you lookin' hot."

Polly helped Piper by picking out a red wrap dress with white flowers on it. She curled the blonde's long hair for her while she put on some light makeup. By the time 10:00 rolled around, both women were ready to go. Pete came around in his car to drive them both down to Christopher's house. Piper couldn't stop wondering if she'd cross paths with the brunette at the party tonight. She hadn't even thought about it until Polly had asked. The lifeguard had to be around their age, and most of the teenagers would be there. But Piper had never seen her around during any of the previous summers, which led her to believe she was fairly new to the area.

They pulled up outside of Chris' house and Piper willed her breathing to slow down. Sometime she really wished that she could just be like other teens. Every other person here would probably just get drunk and have a great time tonight. Piper on the other hand would probably just stress about everything.

"Alright Pipe, let's go in. I got you." Polly grabbed her hand as they walked up to the door. They walked in to see the whole house packed with teens. There was music blasting in the living room, almost loud enough to fill the whole large home. The brunette led Piper through the crowd until they found a kitchen to grab some drinks. "What do you want?"

"A beer…?" Piper replied.

"Alright, beers for everyone." She grabbed three bottles and handed one to Piper and one to Pete. They walked back into the living room to join the main group and sat on a couch in there. Piper hadn't spotted the lifeguard yet, but there was still time. Suddenly Chris walked through the living room and spotted them.

"Piper! Hey...you came!"

"Yeahh. We made it."

"Do you need anything?"

"Nope." Piper smiled, lifting her beer. "Got a drink, it's all good."

"Hey Chris!" A low voice called out from the kitchen.

"Sorry, I'll be right back." He smiled slightly at Piper.

"No problem." Piper downed half of her beer. She wasn't really sure how to handle this situation. Both Polly and Pete were already through their first drinks and getting close on the couch. Piper continued sipping and began looking around the room in search of long dark hair. She spotted a few women with similar hair, but she could tell by the body types and skin tones it wasn't who she was searching for. She sighed, finishing the last of her drink.

"You guys want some shots?" Pete questioned, grabbing their empty bottles from them. Polly seemed unsure, not wanting to get too drunk too fast.

"Yes please." Piper spoke up, not feeling nearly calm enough after one beer.

"Sure." Polly shrugged. "Thank you, babe" She stood up and planted a long kiss on his lips, before sitting nearly on top of Piper. "You feeling ok?"

"Yeah, just nervous. I'm gonna have to talk to Chris at some point."

"Any sign of the mysterious lifeguard?"

"Nope."

"I'll help you keep an eye out. What's she look like?"

"Tall and pale, dark hair, gloriously long legs." Piper stared off in the distance, thinking back to this morning.

"Ok." Polly interrupted her daydream. "Got it. Now come back to reality." She grabbed Piper's shoulder, shaking her.

"Sorry-"

"Alright, here we go!" Pete came back with three shot glasses full of a clear liquid. The two women accepted the drink from him. Piper immediately downed her.

"Thanks Pete." She spoke up, her voice raspy from the harsh alcohol.

"You got it." He smiled, joining them on the couch again. After He and Polly finished their drinks, Polly started getting a little touchy. Piper had forgotten that a tipsy Polly was just a horny Polly. This night wasn't going her way so far. She stood up deciding to go to the bathroom. Chris walked back into the living room.

"Hey Piper, how you feeling?"

"Good. Yeah, I'm great"

"That's good. Do you wanna maybe...like dance?" He motioned vaguely to a few couples dancing in the middle of the room. The music suddenly seemed even louder than before.

"I was actually about to go to the bathroom."

"Right, yeah totally. I'll catch you later then…" He responded awkwardly. "Closest bathroom is right through the kitchen." PIper quickly walked past him in search of the bathroom. When she made it to a small hallway, she found herself in line behind a tall brunette. Her heart started racing. This could be it. What should she say? She willed herself to stay calm.

"Hey." She spoke up after a few seconds. The woman turned.

"Hey. Do I know you?" It wasn't her. Piper sighed. She felt a mix of relief and severe disappointment.

"No, I'm sorry. I thought you were someone else."

"It's fine. What's your name?"

"Piper. You?"

"Nadine. Well it's nice to meet you." The taller woman smirked a bit, her eyes scanning up and down Piper's lithe frame. Piper began to feel like maybe she wasn't the only daughter of waspy parents who happened to like girls.

"Yeah, you too." The blonde blushed and smiled before the other woman turned back around.

After waiting in line for a few minutes she finally made it into the bathroom. She peed, washed her hands, and splashed some water on her face. She had really thought that girl would be the one. Walking back through the kitchen, she picked up and downed another shot of vodka. Chris would probably be waiting for her in the living room. She was started to feel the effects of the alcohol and enjoying it.

"Piper, you're back." Chris greeted her. She glanced to the left to see that Pete and Polly were no longer on the couch. So much for staying by her side all night.

"Where'd Pete and Pol go?" She asked him.

"Uh, they headed up to a guest room." He blushed a bit. She realized that Polly was right. It was pretty easy to tell that he was in fact a virgin. If she was going to lose her virginity, it might be nice if it was the first time for both of them. Or maybe that would make it terrible, she couldn't decide.

"You wanna dance now?"

"Sure." She shrugged. Maybe she could be into Chris. It'd be much easier if she could. At least then her parents would give her some sort of approval. Chris awkwardly led her into the increasing crowd and started dancing a little. They progressively got closer in the duration of a few songs. Suddenly, Chris grabbed Piper's face and planted a kiss on her. She tried to return the kiss, feeling a bit awkward. She had kissed a few other guys before, but never really enjoyed it. This kiss was no exception. She wasn't sure if Chris was just inexperienced or too tipsy, but she felt like his tongue was all over the place. She pulled back.

"I'm sorry. Was that not ok?" He questioned. Piper felt bad.

"No. I mean- yeah. It was fine, I'm sorry. I really like you Chris, I just don't think I like you like that, you know?"

"Right, yeah I get it." The blonde could tell he was embarrassed.

"It's not your fault, though. I swear. I'm just trying to figure some things out."

"I get it, Piper. It's ok. I'm just gonna...go get another drink." He walked off quickly. Piper decided to go find Polly. She was ready to leave this place. She went up the stairs and realized she had no idea what any of the rooms were. She began knocking on doors. A few were empty. At others she was met with a 'fuck off'. Undoubtedly from couples not wanting their hook-up to be interrupted.

"Polly!?" She called out, knocking on doors. Finally she got to them, at the very end of a hallway.

"What's up, Piper?" She answered the door. Her makeup was smeared, clothes haphazardly thrown on.

"Can we leave?"

"Yeah, sure. You alright?"

"Uh-huh. I just, I told Chris..."

"Told him what? That you're ga-"

Piper threw a hand over her friends mouth, not quite ready to hear that word associated with herself. "No, just that I don't like him like that. He kissed me." Piper frowned, trying to push the memory of the sloppy kiss away.

"That bad, huh?" Polly inquired.

"Not much worse than any of the other kisses I've had. I don't know if it's just a guy thing...or a me thing but-"

"It might be a bit of both." Polly shrugged. Pete came up behind her and guided both girls out the front door to his car.

"You sure you're sober enough to drive?" Piper asked him cautiously.

"Yeah, I'm totally good. Got a pretty high tolerance and didn't have anything after that first shot."

"Ok, then let's go please. Pipe, you wanna come back to mine for a while?"

"I don't want to get in the way of you and Pete…"

"Nah, it's fine. We already had our fun at the party. Sorry about that by the way." Polly frowned a bit.

"Uh, then ok. I don't have to be home quite yet and I think I still need to talk through some stuff. If you're really ok with that…?"

"Of course. You need someone to talk to about all of this. I know you can't really confide in anyone in your family."

"Ok, thank you." Pete pulled out into the road to head to Polly's place.

"So you're into chicks, huh?" He spoke up for the first time since they got into the car. Making eye contact with Piper in the rearview mirror. Piper just laughed awkwardly, and Polly smacked his arm.

"I think I just might be." The rest of the drive was relatively silent. Once they arrived, Pete headed up to Polly's room to play some video game. Piper was grateful he was giving the two girls time to talk alone. "He's a really good guy, you know?"

"Yeah, he's pretty great." Polly smiled to herself. Both girls decided to drink some water to prevent any potential hangover symptoms in the morning. Polly plopped down on a seat at the bar and Piper lifted herself up to sit on the island counter.

"So do you think the lifeguard will be at the pool tomorrow?"

"I don't know…" Piper eyed her friend suspiciously. "Why?"

"Well I've been wanting to get my tan on. And you know I prefer to lay out at the pool to prevent sand from going into...intimate places."

"I do know that." The blonde laughed at her friend's phrasing. "I'm ready to get a tan too. You wanna go tomorrow around 11:00?"

"Yeah, that'd be fun. And I won't bring Pete this time, just the two of us."

"Ok, sounds good. Thanks for everything, Pol."

"Don't thank me yet, I haven't even gotten you laid."

"I hate you." Piper smiled begrudgingly.

"Love you too. Now let's put on some sweatpants and watch a movie before you have to go home."

"Fine, but I get to pick the movie!" Piper hopped off the counter and raced into the living room, grabbing a film from a shelf in one of the built-ins.