Kim and Amanda talk

“How’s the PUBG going?” Luna asked. Luna was Josh’s younger sister, and by extent she was more or less like a sister to me as well. We were catching up a bit in the kitchen.

She stood slightly taller than me, but most of Josh’s family did. I had to admit Luna was quite pretty. In a nerdy quirky kind of way. We were sort of similar in that way, although of course she was half Norwegian, half Italian, like Josh, while I was full blown Latina. To say, Luna was a really pretty girl. Luna also had a nose ring, which I could never do. Piercings? No thank you.

But she was also a hefty gamer, which was nice. A nerd, much like me. Though she always tried to make me watch those god damn cartoons. Anime. Yuck, I couldn’t stand them. So corny, and the screaming was just so annoying.

“It’s alright. CLG is trying to get a roster back, but the talent they’re going for… not so talented.”

“Girl, I don’t talk esports. I meant your own games,” Luna said, sipping her white wine. I sipped my red in return.

“Erh. Too many bots and cheaters. I’m going old school lately. CSGO for the most part. Some League.”

“What are you two neeerds talking ‘bout?” Amanda said, stumbling into the conversation, almost spilling beer on Luna. Amanda always seemed to get too drunk, but I knew that it was just an act. She had drank less than me, but I guess being ‘drunk’ gave her the excuse of being a bit of a bitch.

“I like your outfits. You’ve dressed similarly. Was it on purposssse?” Amanda asked, scanning us.

We both had red leather jackets. But I wore white shorts with a white cotton off shoulder crop top. Luna wore a green singlet and her jeans. Really, it was just the jackets. But I gave it a shrug. Amanda on the other hand had skin tight black jeans of some sort and black blouse that showed her firm stomach along with a lot of cleavage.

“I guess… I didn’t even think about it,” I said, looking over at Luna who chuckled.

“Well, we are sisters, after all,” Luna laughed. “Yes, we’re scheming.”

“You nerds better watch out, then. Toby seems to like Kim at least. Maybe he has eyes for… silver blondes as well?”

I looked over to the lounge area. Toby sat on a sofa with his back against the pool area, where scantily clad women (and men) were partying, Still, he sat glancing over at me. And Luna by proxy, I guess.

“Hey Luna! Check this shit out,” Josh called out, pointing at something in the bar area.

“Excuse me. Lady. Girl I don’t know,” Luna said, giving a small bow to me and then Amanda.

Luna took her wine glass and walked over, but demonstratively hung her leather jacket on a stool. “Damn, she has been working out,” I thought, biting my lip, looking at Luna’s arms. Their family was pretty athletic after all. And were those new tattoos? I had to ask her about that.

“Where did you leave your lap dog?” I asked, smirking at Amanda. While she was a bitch, she was also a friend. I knew she had been struggling with Zach lately.

“Pff. He’s here somewhere. I don’t know why you guys let me bring him.”

“Girl, you asked!” I said in slight shock.

“I thought you would say no!” Amanda said, playfully shoving at my shoulder, hovering her mouth open as if to laugh.

“Is it that bad?” I asked.

“If he's gonna act like a child,” Amanda said and shrugged.

“Sooo. Spill it. What happened in the closet?” I said, biting my bottom lip slightly. I wasn’t one to partake in dirty girl talk, but hey! I was curious.

“Oh… Wouldn’t you like to know. Come, let's head out to the grill. I want fresh air,” Amanda said, hooking her arm in mine.

I went along. It seemed like Amanda had a secret to share.

“Boys, girls, and others, fuck off,” Amanda said to the few guys hanging around the grill area. She was so brash. They all got sour faces, but did as they were told. Amanda had that effect on people. I chuckled.

Amanda slouched back into a sunlounger, and stared across the pool at the people dancing. I sat down on the edge of one next to her.

“What’s with the secrets? Enough stalling!” I asked.

Amanda hesitated still, staring out at the pool in slight disbelief, recollecting whatever she had on her heart.

“I… I couldn’t get him off,” she muttered.

“What?”

“Toby. When I jerked him last time? That has never happened before. I wanted to, and for fucks sake, all boys cum when I get my hands on them. But Toby just held off. Like he held on for dear life, it seemed.”

“He was saving it,” I said conclusively, more to myself than to Amanda.

“What?”

“Yeah. I think Toby hoped… he would have some luck with getting me in a similar situation,” I explained. “He has a thing for me, I think.”

“Ooouuu. You got an admirer? Lucky you, because,” Amanda said, then shielding her mouth with her hand, whispering deviously, “he’s fucking hung.”

We both immediately started giggling, sharing something so naughty. Maybe Amanda wasn’t so bad. Then our comradery… girlradery, ended.

“What the fuck you two giggling about?” Zach asked, coming over with a sour face. He had been over at the other end talking with some jock friends.

“Girl talk,” I chuckled. Zach rolled his eyes. What a jerk.

“Can it, I need to talk with Amanda,” Zach said, not even looking at me.

I decided to play the good girl friend, and folded my hands in protest. But Amanda laid a hand on my shoulder and said, “It’s okay.”

I hesitated for a bit, but headed back inside again.