It was a spur of a moment decision. The two guys stripped off their shorts, the t-shirts, their shoes and socks. They plunged into the water and the local girl rolled her eyes at their antics. Typical men. She returned her gaze to the book and continued reading. Until she felt someone looking at her. She looked up and her intuition was good as one of foreigner- the tallest of the two- was looking at her with interest. She returned his gaze for a fraction of a second and then decided to continue reading. It wasn't as if he was going to come over and start a conversation with her. She wasn't that type of girl. Guys never approached her. She wasn't sorry about this fact. She was used to it. She was unapproachable; to guys and girls. She had no friends except her sister. But that didn't count, right?
She looked up from her book, annoyed that these two were so loud. He looked at her and was he smiling at her? She rolled her eyes and continued reading- or trying too. What had caught his attention? She wasn't pretty or fit- her thighs were full of cellulite. She wanted to remain invisible. Couldn't these two create racket near those blondes with red bikini who were like further away from her? No, they just wanted to annoy the wallflower who was reading and enjoying some peace and quiet.
She looked up from her book and realised the reason behind the cease of their laughter. They were whispering to each other. The other guy looked at her and winked and she huffed. He laughed. What was their problem?!
"Leave the poor girl alone," the tall guy said. His friend, Alberto, chuckled.
"She's funny," he said with a shrug.
"She looks angry," Edoardo muttered as he stole another glance at her. She had stopped reading and her face was marred with a scowl.
"Nah. That's just her face."
Edoardo snorted and threw another glance at her. Her face and chest were flushed red. It suited her perfectly.