Just put on the speedo.

Why not? I am basically covered and I am sure just a quick peek of me in my swimsuit would impress Scarlet. Hmm, since when did I care so much about her opinion so much? I kept picturing her face on that day as she looked towards me like I was the school hero. So far, I have only been completely embarrassed in front of her. Now I want to be seen as someone cool in her eyes once again.

I plundered my closet until I found my old speedo. It was bright red with pictures of black daggers on each hip with a seam going down the middle. As I shimmied into the stretchy lycra, I noticed that it was a tad smaller than I remembered. Could I have grown so much in just the past year?

Trying to yank the material as high as I can get it on my hips, I padded to the door and peeked outside to see the girls. They were nowhere to be seen. "Scarlet?" I stepped outside the door.

"We are in here." A voice called out.

I followed the sound down the hallway completely unaware that my swimsuit was steadily riding down my waistline, exposing my butt crack. I rounded a corner and...