The whole cheerleader squad.

Wrapped in the small bit of clothe I follow the band to the cashier.

Cindy and the others seem to find hilarious that I 'lost' my t-shirt.

"The life guards are friends of ours, if anyone else say anything about you been naked just say you lost your suit on a slide and are on your way to get it." She says.

"12 adults and one kid." Says one boy to the cashier, an old lady with very thick glasses.

"Is she under 14?" She asks.

"Yeah that's my little 13 year old cousin" replies Cindy.

"Here is her pink bracelet, remember that she can only go on the big slides or the big pool with one of you." She says, putting a pink ' LIL SWIMMER ' band on my wrist.

We split up to go in the lockers, I don't get one as once I gave the wrap back I'm left without a single item in my possession.

Once in the park, standing out naked around the girls in colorful swimsuits we get reunited with the boys.

They surround me to let us walk through the park without commotion.

As we get to the biggest slide and start on the queue, I hear the most horrible sound in existence.

A sound inscribed in the dephts of my brains. Triggering a fight or flight reaction ( flight, definitely flight) on a primal level.

A high pitched laugh, the one of our high school apex predator.

Jessica Miller , head cheerleader, bully extraordinaire and as always surrounded by her pack of bitches, three steps ahead of us, the whole cheerleader squad is gathered.

KILL

ME

NOW

PLEASE

ANYONE

HAVE PITY.