"Hello." Neona waved at Wild. "I have some leftover batter from the waffles. Want me to make you some?"
"No thanks, uh, Neona. I had a biscuit on the way." Wild sat down at the table as Roxy excused herself. "So, how are you doing then? I know you've gotta feel weird right now."
"Yeah. It's pretty weird. I'm still adjusting. It's only one day though, so I might as well grin and bear it." She took a sip of tea. "So, what's on the agenda today?"
"Well, since Rockout is apparently holding you to your bet... and you now know his secret, I thought of something REALLY fun we could do tomorrow. Me and Rockout haven't been to the Saturday night races at Bowman Gray Stadium in quite some time. And, well," Wild hesitated for a second, "it's $1 Ladies' Night tomorrow so I'm thinking the 3 of us and Sticks could go up there. And we'd save some money if, well..." Rockout had a flat look on his face. "Let me guess, if we all went as GIRLS?" Wild blushed a little as she shrugged. "OK, Wild, that's a little twisted. If it was just you and me, I'd say yes but I'm not sure sticks will go for it." "Well, what about you, Orange? You think you'd be comfortable being a girl for another day? All you'd have to do is take another dose of androgyne oil tonight."
"Well, That's not too bad. I wouldn't mind it at all. Besides, I kind of like this skirt. It's weird. I don't know why."
"In the mean time," said Rockout, "what are we gonna do?" "Call Sticks first and I'll come up with something." Rockout grabbed his cell phone and proceeded to give Sticks the news. "You know," Sticks said, "that girlfriend of yours is twisted." "I can hear you, Sticks. You pick on Rockout quite a bit too so I think you kind of owe him this. Am I right?" Not many people had ever told Wild no when she asked that question. "Alright, fine. I'll do it for you, Rock. We're just going to the races, right?" Rockout paused for a moment to think. "Hell no, man! You and Orange... err, Neona are gonna get the full experience. We're hittin' the spa and since you always give me hell about it, WE'RE DOING YOUR NAILS, BUDDY!!! See you tomorrow... China Crash!" "OK, you win. See you tomorrow."
Neona snickered a bit. "Wait, that applies to me too. Damn." Neona took a sip of tea. "So, spa and races tommorow, what are we doing today? Beauty Salon?" Neona snickered jokingly. She took a look at Wild, who had a devious look on her face. "I'll just stop talking."
"That's tempting but..." Wild wasn't really sure what to suggest. "Hey," Rockout interrupted, "it's supposed to be 70 degrees today. Wanna go hang out at the pool? Noena looks about the same size as 'girl-me' so he can wear one of my bathing suits." "You mean those trashy string bikinis!? No! We're not trying to embarrass HIM. If it were Sticks, I'd say yeah." Rockout looked a little hurt, but in a sarcastic way. "What can I say? I make a damn sexy girl. Gotta make 'Rockette' believable, right? Anyway, I DO have a couple that are a little more... tasteful. Come on, dude."
(Sorry for the delay! Finals and whatnot.) "Got any water shirts? I get sunburn easily, and the extra shoulder protection helps."
(No probz, bro!) Rockout: Sorry, nothing like that. I do have some REALLY good sunblock though. Also, as you probably noticed, I... uh, usually show off a lot of cleavage. Keeps the boys' eyes off of my girlfriend, know what I mean? Anyhoo, try this one on. I'll be downstairs.
Neona walked down the stair case, trying to loosen up the swimsuit just a bit. "It's a little tight around the waist, but I can manage. "I bought some lemonade mix at the mall the other day, I can make for us before we head over. Who wants some?"
"Ooh" Wild gasped, "that looks SO CUTE on you!" Rockout shook his head as he headed upstairs to get his swim trunks. "Looks convincing, dude. I'll be rolling in with TWO babes!" "ROCKOUT EDDIE STRINGER!" Rockout snorted. "Just kidding, Wild."
Neona blushed at Wild's comment, and then was aghast when she heard Rockout's. "I'll just drive there in my car." She walked to the garage, clearly looking embarrassed.
[MENTION=5179]Rockout E. Stringer[/MENTION] "Ok, I suppose." Neona hopped in the backseat of Rockout's car and buckled in. Stretching her arms, she let the cool air from the AC blow onto her face. When they arrived at the pool, Neona dipped into the shallow end of the pool to get acquitted to the temperature.
"Oh," Rockout said as he crouched down and whispered, "just remember not to pop out of the water too fast. I did that a few weeks ago in that suit and my boobs popped out."
"Thanks. Noted." Neona did some light strokes around the pool, diving under sometimes, other times just floating on her back or standing in the shallow end. "This is a really nice pool. I ought to come here often!"
Rockout flew through the air, his long hair blowing behind him as he curled into a cannonball making a HUGE splash. Wild giggled as she walked down the stairs into the shallow end. She dipped under for a few seconds before coming back up. "Wait, where's Rockout?" No sooner than the last syllable, he popped up right in front of her. "Ahh, you jackass." Wild continued giggling as the three of them paddled out towards the deep end. Very few were present as it was still pretty early.
"The water here is just the right temperature," remarked Neona. "my pool is almost always below 10 Degrees!"
