Life is Futa Chapter 1

Max remembers waking up in her little bed at Blackwell Academy and gazing at the Polaroid photos hung up on her wall: a series of moments, captured in time.

Since the storm, that’s how things have felt. Not like life, moving forward, but like a series of glimpses and images as she drifts through each day.

The soccer camp in Florida is all the way across the country. She’s never been good at sports; sports make her miserable. The camp should keep her busy. There won’t be any time to think or remember.

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Florida is hot and muggy, and inland where the camp is, there’s no salt in the air. The sun’s brighter here. It’s crowded and cheerful. The girls come from all over. This is what Max wanted: plenty of company and energy, but still a place where she doesn’t need to stand out. There are serious athletes here, girls with professional aspirations. There’s a pretty redhead whose spectacular goal went viral recently and a gorgeous girl from Mexico who has like 11 million followers on Instagram. No one will notice a short, slim, forgettable brunette like Max.

Meanwhile, she’s free to notice things.

There’s a part of Max that woke up when she returned to Arcadia Bay after Seattle, but it went away after the storm. As she sits on her bed in a cabin after dark, surrounded by girls getting ready for bed, she thinks that maybe it might come back.

There’s this girl from India who’s very sweet and shy. Max can’t get enough of how this girl wants to stare so badly, but absolutely will not do it. There’s a girl from Sweden who is an incredible beauty with an even more incredible body, and at this moment she’s naked and damp after a shower, toweling herself off just a few feet away. Viti keeps her eyes on her phone, looking close to tears. It’s so cute that Max wants to die, and she feels for Viti so much. Max knows what it’s like to long for something.

Ingrid puts on panties and climbs into bed, and now that the temptation to look is gone, Viti’s relief is obvious. So of course, that other girl comes out of the bathroom: the sporty redhead who tries so hard to hide the bulge in her boyshorts. Well, Viti hasn’t noticed the bulge, but she has noticed that girl’s big smile, musical laugh, and sporty figure.

Max sees Viti’s throat bob as she swallows, her eyes locked on Riley’s round rear end as the redhead bends to pick up the towel that she dropped on the floor.

Max suppresses a giggle.

For the first time since the storm, she uses her powers to rewind time. Just a few seconds to see the look on Viti’s face again.

“Max?”

Max startles and sits up, blushing. She was the one staring, and now she’s been caught.

Riley smiles at her. “You OK?”

Max laughs and smiles back. It’s a real smile.

“I’m fine,” she says.

Then she rewinds again.