TG: jane

TG: jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaneeee

TG: jjaney for fcks sake stop crying over ur boytoy sitch 4 jus a sec to listen to me

TG: *fucks

GG: I'm not crying over Jake!

GG: ...How'd you know?

TG: luk it aint that hard to geus

TG: also im an amazing mastermnid with magical amzing powers to read minds

TG: wizrdy ;)

GG: Oh shush, you big goof.

GG: What was it you wanted to tell me?

TG: okay so leik i kno how mcuh u need a break n all

TG: from jake

TG: and dirk

TG: and evn me i get it ok

TG: n i kno how much you like the beach n all

GG: :B

TG: do u wana go 2 the beach w/ me

TG: on like a 3 day thing

TG: or howver log u waaant

TG: lik ya i get it im not the best person 2 hang w/

TG: but ur dad said u can only go if a shperon goes with

GG: But you're my age…

TG: yah i mihgtve lied 2 the poppops

TG*pops

GG: Oh you fiendish prankster, you

GG: Your pranking gambit is quickly rising

GG: I need to find a way to match up somehow….

TG: ;)

TG: ne ways, u cumin?

GG: Sure! Let me just find my swimsuit, and I'll be at your house in a second!

TG: k so that means 1+ hr bcuz ur gunna pack everything uner the sun

GG: Oh shush :B

GG: I'll be right back and get ready!

gutsyGumshoe [GG] disconnected

A certain raven-headed girl smiled at her glowing laptop screen, wiping her now dry tears with her sleeve. Stupid boys and their stupid….stupid-ness…

But you can't think of that now! You've got a certain adorable teen alcoholic waiting for you. You rush to your closet, an enormous grin on your face as you look at all the possibilities. Roxy wasn't wrong when she said this would take you a while.

Hhhmmm, let's see….what about the red crockercorp swimsuit?

Noo, Roxy seems to have a silly thing against crockercorp. You scrunch your nose cutely in slight distaste.

Your eyes fall on a high-waisted sailor themed bottom piece with a red bikini top. Your face lights up, blue orbs round and smile earnest. "This one looks cute! Oh...But...it's a bikini…"

You look down at your on-the-larger-side belly. "I could stand to lose a few pounds before I wear this…"

You bite your lip nervously, shutting your eyes. "Ohhh but it's such a cute bikini…."

Contemplating this for a few minutes, you're eyes snap open and you grab said swimsuit. Shoving it in a nearby travel suitcase, you giggle. "Screw it all! Not like Roxy's going to care, anyways."

Grabbing the other necessities and packing them, you look at your beach checklist to make sure you've got everything.

(Yes, you have a beach checklist.)

Sunscreen? Yepp

You slip your eyes past the bikini. We all know you have that packed…

A few changes of clothes? Yupp

A bottle of water?

You eye that one for a while, contemplating getting a few more. I mean….You know Roxy's going to be drinking and you know she's going to be hungover in the mornings…

You bite your lip, a nervous habit you seem to have. Nodding, you add a few more along with some Asprin.

Cake mix?

You smile. Like you would ever go anywhere without it.

Money? Of course.

Phone? Definitely

Tiaratop? You bet your gosh dang noodles.

Finishing off the checklist and adding a fake mustache just in case, you head out the door. Roxy's house is only a few blocks from yours, so you pull your phone out of your bag and text your best friend, letting her know you'll be there soon.