The Pool Party

I'm waiting for my mother to leave so I can book a ride to the mall and buy a cute bathing suit before Friday.

My mother walks into the living room and grabs her keys.

"Come on, let's go."

"Huh?"

"Do you already have a bathing suit that you're going to wear to Michelle's? Or are you going to come with me to buy one."

"Oh yeah I'll go."

For some reason I thought that it was just going to be me and Michelle.

...

I'm browsing the isles still trying to find something cute and that will fit me. My mother already went to try out some.

"Are you ready to go?"

I look over and my mother already has things in her hands. She's on the phone with someone.

"I'm still looking."

"Hurry up and pick something."

She goes back to whoever she's talking to on the phone.

The pressure is on making my decision harder.

"Amanda? Seriously? Hurry up."

"I can't choose."

"Why are you even looking at those? You know you can't pull off a two piece anymore. Here."

She grabs a black one piece swimsuit.

"This one's perfect for you."

"I'm okay...l-let's just go."

"Fine."

Friday arrives and we arrive at Michelle's house.

She opens the door wearing a two piece yellow bikini that looks so good on her. It really shows off her toned body not to mention her six pack. It's not super chiseled like the ones bodybuilders have but it's there and it's hot.

"I'm glad you two could make it please come on in."

My mom and I just stand at the door with our mouths open.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Ah no no there isn't, you just look so lovely in that." my mother replies.

I should have thought to say that.

"Aww thanks, come on in."

She walks us to her pool. It's a very nice pool.

She brings herself and my mother a margarita and hands me a lemonade. "Is lemonade okay?"

"Yeah, thanks."

My mother takes off her dress revealing her..well very revealing swimsuit.

"You look lovely as always Linda."

"Thank you Michelle."

I don't know why but I felt weird hearing Michelle compliment my mother.

Michelle looks over at me as if she was waiting for me to do something. I just sit on a nearby lounge chair.

We all lay on the chairs for a while taking in some sun and chatting.

Well it's just my mother and Michelle talking since the french doors of Michelle's house separate my lounge chair from Michelle's and my mother's.

I'm almost falling asleep when I hear Michelle say "Are you not getting in?"

I look to see Michelle standing next to me and my mother already swimming around in the pool.

"I...couldn't find a bathing suit."

Her eyes narrow. It's like she can tell I'm lying.

"Uh huh, I see."

Suddenly my mother splashes water at Michelle.

She smiles and turns around.

She then jumps into the pool covering my mother completely with water.

I put my earphones on and relax.

"Psst, psst."

I barely heard it as the song I was listening to had ended.

Michelle was standing near the door motioning me with her finger to follow her.

I follow her and she used a key to open a door at the end of her hall.

She led me into what I assumed is her bedroom.

I should be concerned that I followed someone I don't know that well into a room without thinking but I'm still wondering why she locked her bedroom door. Does she not trust us?

She goes into a walk-in closet and grabs a box placing it on top of a big comfortable looking bed.

"These were...left here. Maybe one of them will fit you. They're all washed, don't worry. Try them on. I'll be outside the door.

She closes the door behind her and I look through the box. It had a couple of different types of bikinis. All of them...two piece.

I try on the ones that look like they'll fit and find one that I'm comfortable with.

I walk out and Michelle instantly looks over at me. She looks me up and down.

"Wow that. Wow. You look really um cute. Come let's show your mother how pretty you look.

She grabs my hand and takes me to the pool.

As soon as my mom sees me she say "Oh no Amanda what are you doing? Put your shirt back on."

"Linda, Amanda looks great."

"I'm sorry Michelle but she doesn't, look at how her stomach looks."

"She looks goo-"

"Amanda, go change."

I run inside and change back to my clothes. After I finished crying I walk out to the patio where Michelle was cooking sliders.

No one really speaks until Michelle offers me a plate.

"They're mini sliders. I hope you like them."

They taste really good. After I finish my plate of four I reach for one more.

"Don't you think you've had enough Amanda?"

I look at Michelle, who looks very uncomfortable. I excuse myself from the table and lay on the lounge chair listening to music until it's time to go.

Michelle gives us a ride home which again I spend listening to music.

"Thank you Michelle for inviting me." I say quickly getting out of the car and not listening to her response.

I awkwardly wait by the front door as my mother has the keys.

When she opens the door I head for my room "accidentally" shoving her out of the way.

"Amanda!? Watch what you are doing!"

I continue walking.

"AMANDA! don't you hear me when I'm talking to you?... What's going on with you? "

I almost made it to my room...almost.

"Me?! What's going on with you?"

"Excuse me?"

"Michelle is really cool but I hope she doesn't come around anymore because everytime Michelle's around you turn into... into a bitch."

So I'm going to die now.

My mother tried to say something but she was too shocked. I have never spoken to her like this.

"I- I don't need you to remind me that I've gotten fat okay? I know I know and I'm trying, I'm trying..."

I run into my room before I insult my mother again and make things worse.