You sat smugly and proudly on your look out chair as you gazed at your skinny 10 year old sister, Luna, struggling to even stay afloat.
You were Lana Porter, a part-time community lifeguard. You kept looking at the hunk of a meat, James. He was the only reason you were here with your stupid little sister.
Obviously, you go and flirt with him but half way through flirting, she felt a tingle on your skin. You felt something change. But what?
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