Disclaimer: I own nothing except the character of Victoria.
A/N: This chapter, yet again, is set before the first. Please review, and to those who did:
Sarahamanda: Thanks! Hope you like this chapter!
Gina: I hope you like this chapter, although there's Victoria in the equation :) But don't worry, it will all go to your liking ;)
Jujubee: Thank you so much! I really appreciate it. I hope you like the rest of the story.
Daydreamer-022: Read on about the bikini :) And thanks for the good luck about my HSC. It's all over, finally. I'm free from school! Hehe. So you're from Melbourne eh? That's cool. Did you enjoy the Melbourne Cup? It was today, so I'm all happy. I won $12.75, so I'm stoked.
Chapter 5: Flirting?
I've come to the conclusion that Victoria looks nicer in a bikini than Mia does. Thank god Lilly does not have a bikini. I know she's my sister, but I think I'd die if I saw her in one. Mia looks pretty cute in hers though, but she keeps on crossing her arms, covering her chest. Who knows why? But Victoria's pool is cool. It's very deep: Her and I can only just touch the ground. It's hilarious seeing Lilly and Mia try to though. They're such shorties.
Well Mia isn't short, but compared to Victoria and I, she is slightly smaller.
"Give you a race?" says Victoria, a grin on her face.
"Please," I reply, grinning back. "I'd kick your arse 100 times over!"
"Really?" she replied. "We'll have to see about that won't we."
"I've got 5 bucks on Victoria winning," said Lilly in all seriousness from the deck chairs, with Mia sitting next to her.
"Well," said Mia straight. "I'm backing Michael."
Wow. She's backing ME. I thought her and Lilly would be going for Victoria, her being the female and all. But no, she's rooting for me.
"You're on," said Lilly with a happy grin, and they shook hands.
"Well come on Mister I'm The Best Swimmer In The World," laughed Victoria. "We've got a race to do."
I followed her getting out of the pool and we went to the end.
"I'll count you down," said Lilly.
I looked at Victoria and she was smiling.
"Ready?"
"I was born ready," I said lamely, laughing.
As Lilly counted down, the thought ran through my head that Victoria could well indeed beat me. I'm not unfit or anything, but swimming isn't really my strong point. Finally Lilly yelled "GO" and we dived in and started swimming. Victoria was beating me, but I caught up and only just ended up beating her.
"You're lucky," said Victoria as we pulled ourselves out of the pool.
"There was no luck in it. I'm just pure talent."
"Please!" scoffed Lilly, who handed patted Victoria on the back sympathetically.
I turned and Mia was standing there, grinning from ear to ear.
"Thanks Michael!" she said, giving me a hug. A hug! "You just won me 5 bucks!"
"That's okay," I laughed while she hand her hands around me. It felt nice. Really nice.
I looked around and caught Victoria's eye. She was looking at me with her eyes raised, not saying anything though, but I knew what she meant. Like Mia would like me! But then again.....
****
"Okay," said Mia excitedly. "Let's watch Dirty Dancing!"
Oh JOY! Eating dinner, we'd just finished watching some foreign film of Lilly's that she brought over because she didn't believe that Victoria would have anything she liked. It was okay, nothing great though.
"Yeah," said Lilly. "That's cool."
I looked to Victoria and I could tell she was thinking the same thing I was.
"I might just do those dishes," she said, awkwardly. "It'll only take me about 10 minutes and then I'll be back."
She stood, but then so did I.
"I'll help you," I said. "It'll get done faster then."
If I had to go through a Patrick Swayze film, so did she. And at least I'd be free from the first 10 minutes or so.
"Okay," said Mia, her face looking slightly weird.
Victoria and I made our way into the kitchen, and I sighed.
"Why do you even have that movie? It's painful!"
"My mum loves it," she said, shuddering. "Believe me, I NEVER watch it."
"Thank god," I said. "Otherwise I don't know how long our friendship would've lasted."
She laughed and began filling up the sink. Pouring in way too much detergent, she laughed and said "Woops."
"Why don't you have a dishwasher? You've got this amazing house, a great pool and you can't even afford a dishwasher?"
"Mum and I like washing, thank you," she said, picking up a handful of suds. "Besides, it's fun."
"Don't even think about it!" I said, backing away, seeing what she was about to do.
"Think about what?" she said all innocently, raising her hands toward me.
"Don't!" I said, half serious, half laughing.
Before I could grab her, she smothered my face in suds.
"Oh that does it!" I said, grabbing some and shoving it in her hair.
After a few minutes of struggling and laughter, I had her pinned against the bench with a large handful of suds, ready for her.
"Truce?" I said, breathing heavily, close to her face.
"Okay," she said, breathing heavily also. "Truce."
As I started to let go of her, she grabbed some more and shoved it into my face. I went to speak though, but stopped as I felt myself slip on the wet tiles. Falling, Victoria came with me, and we ended up on top of each other, laughing our head's off.
"Are you okay?" she said.
"I'm fine," I lied. My butt was sore, and the fact Victoria's elbow was digging into my ribs didn't help. "You?"
"I'm great!" she laughed, and at that moment, Lilly walked in with Mia.
****
"I cannot believe you Michael!" yelled Lilly. "I guess you want them to break up so you can have her all for yourself?"
"What?!" I asked. We'd just gotten home from Victoria's. We'd finally watched some good movies, and then we all got the Limo back home.
"You and Victoria, flirting like 13 year olds!"
"What?!" I said again, but for a different reason. "Are you demented? We weren't flirting!"
"She has a boyfriend! Or did that fly out the window when she was laying on top of you?!"
"Of course I know she has a boyfriend. And that's why Victoria and I are friends."
"Well what's the deal then?" said Lilly. "I know you Michael. I can tell you've got it bad for her."
"I don't have it bad for her Lilly, whatever you may think."
"You do," said Lilly, angry. "And it's low, Michael. Really low."
A/N: This chapter, yet again, is set before the first. Please review, and to those who did:
Sarahamanda: Thanks! Hope you like this chapter!
Gina: I hope you like this chapter, although there's Victoria in the equation :) But don't worry, it will all go to your liking ;)
Jujubee: Thank you so much! I really appreciate it. I hope you like the rest of the story.
Daydreamer-022: Read on about the bikini :) And thanks for the good luck about my HSC. It's all over, finally. I'm free from school! Hehe. So you're from Melbourne eh? That's cool. Did you enjoy the Melbourne Cup? It was today, so I'm all happy. I won $12.75, so I'm stoked.
Chapter 5: Flirting?
I've come to the conclusion that Victoria looks nicer in a bikini than Mia does. Thank god Lilly does not have a bikini. I know she's my sister, but I think I'd die if I saw her in one. Mia looks pretty cute in hers though, but she keeps on crossing her arms, covering her chest. Who knows why? But Victoria's pool is cool. It's very deep: Her and I can only just touch the ground. It's hilarious seeing Lilly and Mia try to though. They're such shorties.
Well Mia isn't short, but compared to Victoria and I, she is slightly smaller.
"Give you a race?" says Victoria, a grin on her face.
"Please," I reply, grinning back. "I'd kick your arse 100 times over!"
"Really?" she replied. "We'll have to see about that won't we."
"I've got 5 bucks on Victoria winning," said Lilly in all seriousness from the deck chairs, with Mia sitting next to her.
"Well," said Mia straight. "I'm backing Michael."
Wow. She's backing ME. I thought her and Lilly would be going for Victoria, her being the female and all. But no, she's rooting for me.
"You're on," said Lilly with a happy grin, and they shook hands.
"Well come on Mister I'm The Best Swimmer In The World," laughed Victoria. "We've got a race to do."
I followed her getting out of the pool and we went to the end.
"I'll count you down," said Lilly.
I looked at Victoria and she was smiling.
"Ready?"
"I was born ready," I said lamely, laughing.
As Lilly counted down, the thought ran through my head that Victoria could well indeed beat me. I'm not unfit or anything, but swimming isn't really my strong point. Finally Lilly yelled "GO" and we dived in and started swimming. Victoria was beating me, but I caught up and only just ended up beating her.
"You're lucky," said Victoria as we pulled ourselves out of the pool.
"There was no luck in it. I'm just pure talent."
"Please!" scoffed Lilly, who handed patted Victoria on the back sympathetically.
I turned and Mia was standing there, grinning from ear to ear.
"Thanks Michael!" she said, giving me a hug. A hug! "You just won me 5 bucks!"
"That's okay," I laughed while she hand her hands around me. It felt nice. Really nice.
I looked around and caught Victoria's eye. She was looking at me with her eyes raised, not saying anything though, but I knew what she meant. Like Mia would like me! But then again.....
****
"Okay," said Mia excitedly. "Let's watch Dirty Dancing!"
Oh JOY! Eating dinner, we'd just finished watching some foreign film of Lilly's that she brought over because she didn't believe that Victoria would have anything she liked. It was okay, nothing great though.
"Yeah," said Lilly. "That's cool."
I looked to Victoria and I could tell she was thinking the same thing I was.
"I might just do those dishes," she said, awkwardly. "It'll only take me about 10 minutes and then I'll be back."
She stood, but then so did I.
"I'll help you," I said. "It'll get done faster then."
If I had to go through a Patrick Swayze film, so did she. And at least I'd be free from the first 10 minutes or so.
"Okay," said Mia, her face looking slightly weird.
Victoria and I made our way into the kitchen, and I sighed.
"Why do you even have that movie? It's painful!"
"My mum loves it," she said, shuddering. "Believe me, I NEVER watch it."
"Thank god," I said. "Otherwise I don't know how long our friendship would've lasted."
She laughed and began filling up the sink. Pouring in way too much detergent, she laughed and said "Woops."
"Why don't you have a dishwasher? You've got this amazing house, a great pool and you can't even afford a dishwasher?"
"Mum and I like washing, thank you," she said, picking up a handful of suds. "Besides, it's fun."
"Don't even think about it!" I said, backing away, seeing what she was about to do.
"Think about what?" she said all innocently, raising her hands toward me.
"Don't!" I said, half serious, half laughing.
Before I could grab her, she smothered my face in suds.
"Oh that does it!" I said, grabbing some and shoving it in her hair.
After a few minutes of struggling and laughter, I had her pinned against the bench with a large handful of suds, ready for her.
"Truce?" I said, breathing heavily, close to her face.
"Okay," she said, breathing heavily also. "Truce."
As I started to let go of her, she grabbed some more and shoved it into my face. I went to speak though, but stopped as I felt myself slip on the wet tiles. Falling, Victoria came with me, and we ended up on top of each other, laughing our head's off.
"Are you okay?" she said.
"I'm fine," I lied. My butt was sore, and the fact Victoria's elbow was digging into my ribs didn't help. "You?"
"I'm great!" she laughed, and at that moment, Lilly walked in with Mia.
****
"I cannot believe you Michael!" yelled Lilly. "I guess you want them to break up so you can have her all for yourself?"
"What?!" I asked. We'd just gotten home from Victoria's. We'd finally watched some good movies, and then we all got the Limo back home.
"You and Victoria, flirting like 13 year olds!"
"What?!" I said again, but for a different reason. "Are you demented? We weren't flirting!"
"She has a boyfriend! Or did that fly out the window when she was laying on top of you?!"
"Of course I know she has a boyfriend. And that's why Victoria and I are friends."
"Well what's the deal then?" said Lilly. "I know you Michael. I can tell you've got it bad for her."
"I don't have it bad for her Lilly, whatever you may think."
"You do," said Lilly, angry. "And it's low, Michael. Really low."