Isabel put on her new bikini and admired herself in the mirror. She turned around to take a look at her ass. It was nice and round, but her new bikini was smaller than her last one and her old tan lines remained.
"Time to change that." Isabel said to herself as she picked up a book to read and a towel to lie on. Isabel cupped her breasts and jiggled them in the mirror and winked. “Today will be a good day.” Isabel thought.
As Isabel walked to the beach, she daydreamed about Steve, she daydreamed about his tall muscular body, his sandy blonde hair and his dashing personality. Isabel liked to think of Steve as her friend, but really he was just an acquaintance. Isabel knew Dylan, Steve's friend much better. Dylan wasn't Isabel's type he was kind of a nerd. Dylan obviously liked Isabel, but he couldn't pick up Isabel's hints that she was only hanging out with Dylan to get closer to Steve. The problem was Isabel could never muster up the courage to really get to know Steve. So Steve remained a fantasy, her biggest crush. Isabel's heart fluttered just thinking about him.
As Isabel daydreamed she bumped into another acquaintance. It was Layla, Layla was two years younger than Isabel, Isabel had met her numerous times and they seemed to get along. Layla was a friendly short skinny girl. Despite her friendly demeanor she had a very alternative look. She had short bleached hair and a lip ring, her right arm and left leg had a bunch of artistic colored tattoos.
"Oh hey! Isabel, right?"
"Yeah, your Layla, right?" Isabel replied back.
"Looks like we are both going sunbathing." Layla noticed that Isabel was holding a large beach towel like her.
"Yeah." Isabel replied.
"Come on keep me company." Layla said as the two ladies walked to the beach together.
Layla nudged Isabel in the ribs. "Time to check out some hot guys, huh." Both girls giggled as they walked side by side to the beach.
The two young ladies got to the beach, which was only moderately crowded even though it was a stellar day. Isabel and Layla folded out their towels. They both laid themselves down on their stomachs, their arms rested in their folded hands. The two women looked at each other.
“Hey Isabel, this might seem weird asking you this, but how did you get your rep?”
“What rep?” Isabel pretended to be confused.
“A lot of girls around here, they think your well...bitchy.”
Isabel rolled her eyes, “Really?”
In reality Isabel knew exactly where this was coming from. It wasn't too long ago that Isabel lost a whole group of girlfriends due to her icy, haughty and downright mean behavior. Since then Isabel had trained herself not to let this side of herself out, but she still had the tendency to rub people the wrong way at times, especially women that she knew well.
“Yeah, I keep on hearing stories about you, mean pranks you pulled, gossip you spread.”
Isabel was seething inside, but she kept it cool. “Look in my eyes.” Layla did as she was told.
“I am NOT like that.”
“I didn't think so.”
An awkward pause ensued between the two and Isabel took out her book.
"Oh come on, don't read a book! Here look what I got." Layla pulled out a mirror, and put it in front of her face.
"Oh nice, we can do our makeup!" Isabel said.
"No, silly, look."
Isabel looked into the mirror, Layla was reflecting it so that the two women could see some young muscular men playing Frisbee.
"Look at that eye candy... Yum!" Layla said.
"Oh, god that's Steve!" Isabel spoke with a nervous happiness.
"The blonde one?" Layla replied back.
"Yeah the Blonde one:" Isabel said swooning.
"Dude, he is HAWT and you know him! Dude lets go and talk to them."
"No" Isabel said sternly.
"Why the hell not!" Layla replied.
"Lets wait for them to come to us." Isabel said nervously.
"Your scared, aren't you Isabel!"
"I'm not scared." Isabel swallowed.
"Then why don't you talk to them?" Layla said with confused befuddlement.
"I...I...Okay I am scared." Isabel admitted.
"Why?" Layla replied.
"I just am so awkward around guys I like, I embarrass myself like all the time."
"Your never going to get over this if you don't start taking control. I don't have half the body as you and I still talk to guys no problem."
"Shut up your body is nice." Isabel replied hitting Layla in the shoulder.
"Are you kidding me! Look at your tits, look at your ass, I am so petite, your a real woman."
"Your cute Layla, you got a nice round little ass, nice round little breasts. Plus I bet guys love your look."
"Stop flattering me, lets go over there and talk to these studs." Layla replied.
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