The young woman confronts Lauren

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

Lauren looks and sees that the young woman had returned. She apparently stopped going after her brother and decide to confront her. Just when she was getting comfy too.

"Look, whoever you are. Your annoying little brother had it coming. Spraying me like that," Lauren says annoyed. "This will be a valuable lesson from him.

"First off, my name is Tara," the woman responds aggregately. " Second, he was just playing around. He's six."

"Still doesn't change that he's a brat," Lauren mutters.

"Don't call my brother a brat! He's not a brat!" Tara snaps.

"Yeah, he is. Now can you move? You're blocking my sun," Laurens says as she lays back down and tilts her hat back over her face.

"No," Tara says before yanking Lauren's hat off her head. "I'm not leaving."

"Jesus. What the hell do you want?" Lauren ask irritably. She sits up in the deck chair and glares at Tara.

"I want you to apologize to my little brother," Tara demands. " Then I want you to go buy him any new water gun."

Lauren laughs. " Yeah, right. That's not going to happen. Now move."

"No"

Lauren sighs in annoyance. She wants to the woman to fuck off so she can get back to relaxing, but Lauren's smart than that. She first scans over Tara to see how threatening she is, that way she doesn't piss of anyone she can't handle. Tara is about 5'8", has slightly tanned skin, and long black hair, tied up in a ponytail. She wearing a cute looking lime-green strapless one piece swimsuit . She has skinny body type. She's cute looking. Cute enough for even Lauren to date. But she didn't look like a threat. Not one she can't handle.

"Fuck off. I'm not apologizing," Lauren says firmly.

"I'm not going to leave you alone until you do," Tara says sternly.

The two women glared at each other with equal convection. Neither of them wanting to back down.