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And now with the story!
It was finally Saturday morning, and Ren had finally had woken up. She looked at the alarm clock and gasped as it read 11:30.
"I'll be late for Will's birthday. Shit!"
She jumped out of bed and raced to her closet. She stared at it for five minutes, trying to find something to wear. She settled on some clothes that felt right to her: Thin, black Pumas, blue, jean knee-shorts, her watch that she always wears, and her favorite t-shirt, the muffin button t-shirt. (It has a sign on it that says "push for muffins," and underneath that is a red button with a muffin symbol on it, and underneath that has a chute that pops out muffins.) She hurriedly completed her 'going out of the house' routine which was brushing her teeth, washing her face, putting on deodorant, putting on some perfume, and combed her hair. She tied her hair in a ponytail, with her usual black scrunchie. She grabbed her bathing suit (Will had told her the day after he called to bring one.) and Will's present (a brand-new pair of stereo headphones) and raced out the door. She kept on running until she reached Will's house. She rang the doorbell and panted, trying to catch her breath, while checking her watch. It was 12:00. Right on time. Will opened the door.
"Happy Birthday Will." Ren said while hugging Will. She handed him his present and followed him inside his house.
In the kitchen there was a woman that looked like the older, female version of Will.
"Mom, this is Ren. Ren, my mom." Ren and Will's mom shook hands.
"Call me Delia, Ren. Will talks about you all the time."
"Oh really?" Ren says.
"All good, I hope." Ren pointedly glares at Will.
"All good. I promise." Will raises his hand up in a defensive/goodwill position, an uneasy smile on his face, his face slightly red.
He decided to change the subject.
"Change into your bathing suit and come into the pool. I'll wait out here."
Ren disappeared into the bathroom. Will took off his t-shirt and walked over to the pool. He walked into the pool, and sat down, the water submerging half of his body, and waited for Ren to come outside.
-DODGE! -
3 minutes had passed by, and Ren still hadn't come outside yet. He stared at the clear blue water, feeling really bored. 'I wonder what Ren'll look like in a bathing suit.' Will idly wondered. After he thought that, Ren appeared. And Will was blown away.
Ren came over and smiled.
"Close your mouth. The flies'll get in it."
Will closed his mouth, his cheeks and face flushed red. For some reason, Ren didn't comment about that.
Ren was wearing a dark green bikini, with little black splotches on it. Her hair was loose, her strawberry red highlights showing, and it fell just past her shoulders. Her hair covered her pointy ears, so Will wouldn't see them. Her eyes were sparkling with excitement. She was thin, but perfectly thin. She had a nice tan, allover her body. She had on silver flip-flops she had brought with her. She moved fluidly with grace, like a panther. Right then to Will, she looked like a goddess to him. He felt extremely lucky that she wanted to spend time with him, right now, and not with anyone else.
Ren looked at him, and said "I going to show you something only Iggy has seen before." Then she turned around. A huge bird-wings tattoo covered her whole back. They were white, with black splotches all over the wings.
"Where'd you get it?"
"On my 14th birthday, Iggy and I went to get me this tattoo. It cost A LOT of money, but it was worth it. Iggy has one too. He got one on his birthday, too." Ren lied.
"Does your parent's know about these?"
"My adoptive parents don't know about this, and neither does Iggy's. They'd kill us if they found out." She lied again.
Will stared at her tattoo, for a minute.
He snapped out of his reverie and went to entertain his forgotten guest.
"So, what do you want to do?"
"How about dancing in the water. You know any ballroom dances?"
"I know the Swing."
"Cool. Let's dance in the water. First as slow as possible. Then as fast as we can without falling. Come into position."
Will reddened a little, and went a bit closer to her. He could smell her perfume: a mixture of cherry blossoms, cherries, and a hint of watermelon.
"Come closer. I don't bite. Well, only if you mess with me."
Will moved closer to her. He took her hand in the positions and got into position for the song.
"One, two, three, Start! And a One, two, three-four, one, two, three-four… "They said in unison.
-BACON! OH GOD, THE BACON! -
After an hour they stopped, since they were both tired. They came out of the pool, and dried themselves off with a towel. Ren went into the bathroom to change and Will put his t-shirt on. When Ren came out, they each grabbed a Dr. Pepper from the fridge and went to the couch to sit down. Will a flyer for the Renaissance fair on the table next to it.
"Ren, you want to go to the fair?" He asked, and gave her the flyer.
"It started yesterday, and I've wanted to go to that. I would've gone with Iggy, but since you suggested it, let's go!"
Ren searched her pockets, but all she came up with was 5$.
"All I've got is 5$. How will we get in, if the entry payment is 10$? "
"I'll pay for everything."
"Yay! Thanks Will!" She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him.
Will would have paid 100$ for him to feel her hug him. It was worth it, paying the money for to the Renaissance fair, just to spend some time with Ren.
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