One week later, and your body's bright red dye finally returned to normal. You were very thankful for that, having had bad experiences with skin color dye in the past.
What you were a bit less thankful for was how the week went in terms of your safety and humiliation. Not even a full day had passed before Mari sat on you, forgetting she'd set you on the edge of her bed. She remembered you quickly, moving you to the floor instead...where Rio crushed you flat a few minutes later, Mari too distracted texting Selena to notice. From there, it was just one accident after another, ending with you glued to Rio's butt cheek after an unfortunate bath time incident. Mari didn't find you until two days later.
Now, reformed and back to your normal skintone, you watched as Mari finished packing her supplies for her lifeguard training retreat. Your girlfriend's enthusiasm was infectious, but you couldn't help but feel a little miffed at how Mari's preoccupation with this trip had kept her from noticing and remembering you all week. From the snippets you'd caught of her conversation with her mom (when you weren't crushed, that is), Mari just kept gushing about spending close time with Selena and her other friends. It felt like every hour she forgot about your existent, and you'd be lying if you said that didn't sting.
Mari, par for the course, was oblivious to your internal turmoil, and spared you a smile after she finished packing. "Hey babe, have an awesome week without me!" She gushed, smooching you tightly with her plush lips. "I'll try to text and stay in touch, but I might be too busy. Also, stay safe getting home today!" Mari added, in reference to how Viola was about to arrive to pick her up, and you had to get home on your own.
Before you could reply, the doorbell rang and Mari ran off, the sound of her footsteps drowning out your attempt to speak to her one more time. You simply had to watch her leave, and then dejectedly slid down her dresser she'd put you on and trudge through the house, beginning the long journey home.
Hours later, you made it home, relatively accident free (a young girl stomped on you, and then an impromptu female biking group pounded you into the pavement with their tires), and before you could even think of catching your breath and spending some time chewing on your own mental burdens, you found yourself face-to-face with a giant sock-covered foot.
You sighed, and then stared up at the towering figure of your little sister.
Jenna was smirking. "Sup, bro? I missed you these past few weeks. Have fun with Mari and her mom?" Jenna giggled as she squatted down above you, pinching you between her fingers. "You look a little worse for wear. Not so great time at the Fuertes house?"
You glared at her. "I'm not in the mood for this, Jenna."
"Pity." Jenna shrugged. "Because mom's wanted some quality time with you. Or, I guess, specifically her butt!" Giggling again, Jenna pinched you tighter as you gave a half-hearted attempt to squirm away, and then she carried you away.
*****
For the next week, Jenna was in a particularly spiteful mood, and she never gave you even an hour to yourself. You knew your sister was a mean-spirited prankster, but even she wasn't normally this bad. Vaguely, you recalled that her now ex-girlfriend Collette had broken up with her recently, and perhaps that was to blame for Jenna's foul mood and incessant cruel pranks. Even if it was, though, it certainly didn't excuse Jenna for dropping you into your nude mom's butt crack for three days, giving you to Lauren as a sweat rag for two days, and then using you as an insole for your mom for another two days.
After the insole ordeal, Jenna got distracted by your mom wanting to get some fashion feedback, and you took the opportunity to escape, knowing if you were too slow Jenna would undoubtedly add you to your mom's Tinex collection. Escaping to your room, you retrieved your tiny-sized cell phone from it's hiding spot, and felt your heart drop to see not a single text from Mari. Pushing that aside, you brought up your girlfriend's contact information and sent her a message.
"Mari, I really miss you. Jenna's been wound up like crazy lately. Can't wait to see you again!"
Sending the message, you passed out from exhaustion.
*****
Mari bumped Selena with her hip, laughing at how the silver-haired girl stumbled, and also not failing to miss Selena's faint blush. The four lifeguard girls were in the middle of an intense ring-out game where they could only use their hips and booties to bump each other out of the circle, and only Mari and Selena remained. After a fierce clash, Mari emerged victorious, bumping Selena from the ring and shouting in ecstatic glee.
After helping Selena to her feet, Mari heard the 'ding' of a text message, and checked her phone. Seeing your name immediately triggered the recognition that she'd failed to text you all week, and Mari was hit with a wave of guilt. But then she scanned your message more intently, and realized exactly what it was you were saying.
Mari glanced over at the corner of the room, where the brunette-haired Hanna was stretching her sore limbs. Mari smiled.
"Don't worry, babe. I've got a plan."
Mari sent her message, then tossed her phone aside to go take a evening swim in the lake with Selena.
*****
"Jenna, come downstairs. Your new girlfriend is here."
Jenna screamed reading the message from Mari, received the morning Mari came back from the lifeguard retreat. Knowing that this was some sort of karmic retribution for all the no-warning schemes and pranks Jenna had pulled over the years, your sister swore repeatedly as she threw herself out of bed and scrambled into a somewhat presentable outfit (a sky-blue low-cut blouse and a frilly miniskirt). Putting on makeup, Jenna still couldn't believe Mari would play matchmaker without warning like this, and she had no idea what to expect.
Rushing downstairs, Jenna stumbled into the living room, sparing a glance at where you were seated on the couch, watching tv. She then adjusted her hair, calmed her breathing, and answered the door.
She gasped.
Mari was there, clad in tight-fitting athletic clothing, but it was the beautiful vision beside her that stole Jenna's breath away.
The lean, toned girl had the slim-curved physique of an athlete, and was displaying much of her beauty through her choice of attire. Chiefly, a tight white sports bra and almost-indecent short-shorts left most of the girl's tanned smooth flesh on display. The girl's short brunette silver-tipped hair complimented her sharp-featured face and mischievously playful eyes. Jenna found it hard not to stare at the girl's abs, glistening with the faintest sheen of sweat. She could already feel a blush in her cheeks.
The girl stuck out her hand. "Jenna, right? I'm Hanna Chambers. I work at The Oasis."
Jenna returned the handshake. "I...think I saw you there, a few times."
Hanna threw her a grin radiating confidence. "And I have definitely noticed you before, Jenna. Sad we haven't had a chance to reach out until now."
Jenna's cheeks burned at the compliment, and at the older girl's confident charisma. "O-Oh? Th-Thanks, I guess."
Mari gave a devilish grin to her two friends, and then took a theatrical bow. "And with that, my work is done. You two kids have fun!"
Hanna flashed Mari a middle finger, and Jenna rolled her eyes, holding back a laugh at Hanna's cruder gesture. Mari just smiled from ear-to-ear and turned on her heel, strolling out of the house.
Jenna and Hanna then wandered over to the living room couch, your sister extremely occupied with making sure the space looked tidy. She shifted a pillow here, adjusted a throw blanket there, and was so distracted by being presentable for Hanna that she sat down on the couch without even checking her seat...and certainly without hearing the tiny 'squelch' of your body being slammed by her butt.
*****
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