Max's POV
Since most of my morning was reading, and I'm sure if I got into the details, all it would do would be bore you, I'll move on to the more interesting part of my day. After reading for several hours, I began to get ready for the arrival of the neighbors and my sister for the pool party.
I started by cleaning up the pool. There were toys and floaties scattered all around, so I put them away, then checked all the chemicals and stuff to make sure the pool would be ready for everyone.
Then I went inside to find an appropriate bathing suit. But that's when Ella and Nudge burst through my bedroom door.
"We're home!" They shouted simultaneously.
"I gathered that much." I said, a bit peeved that they hadn't knocked or anything. I could have been changing!
"Well don't get dressed for the pool just yet, we got you some stuff." Nudge said evilly.
"What do you mean." I said slowly.
"Come here Max, try this on. I found your size, but I want to make sure it fits…" Ella rushed me into the bathroom, throwing a bag into my hands.
I locked the door and peeked inside the bag. And I didn't like what I saw inside.
"There's no WAY I'm wearing this, Ella!" I shouted.
"Come on, please?" Nudge whined.
"Not in 50,000,000,000,000 years!"
"How about in 50,000,000,000,001 years?" Ella teased.
"Not even then!" I shouted right back.
"Come on, just trust us! That would look adorable on you. It's your color, shape, size, and it is completely fashion-worthy. We're only trying to make you look good!" Nudge reasoned.
"This isn't good! This is slut-!" I stammered.
"You promised to let me do your wardrobe! Are you reneging on that deal?" Ella warned.
"I trust your fashion sense on everything Ella. Just NOT THIS!"
"Do it, or so help me, we'll bust down this door and put it on you forcefully!" Ella screamed. Wow, I've never heard be so demanding in all my life. And I could practically imagine Nudge giving her a thumbs up from the other side of the door.
I'm in some big trouble…