“Come on you two, they really need us to hurry up and get home before dinner!” Bethany cried. She’s such a baby, always worrying about how her mom will punish her next. We had just walked a few blocks from the beach, but we were completely dried off, and we were in a hurry. We stopped at the local A&P. We came to get only one thing, only one thing, for my mother. “Can’t we buy some cookies Rachel”, my fat little sister called over to me. She had three huge bags of chocolate chip cookies in her chubby hands. “I’m starving.” She drives me nuts.“No, there’s no time for us to contribute to your huge appetite Amy. We have to go, I do not really like the stares that I’m getting.” I knew that my new bikini was a little tight but who cares? The only thing I thought would attract attention would be my pale white stomach. Wearing a bathing suit shouldn’t really be considered a crime this day in age and I don’t know why guys go nuts over it. As soon as we walked into that store the boy at the register was staring at me! What a pervert. Why do they always drool over us? Bethany sure didn’t seem to mind, it’s too bad she’s ugly. That boy was looking at me.It’s an everyday thing. Being stared at. Just because someone is so gorgeous it doesn’t mean that you can just sit there and stare at him or her. It’s a bathing suit! It’s not like I’m naked. Men can be so immature! I’m sure that if a man walked in, right after we left, in just a bathing suit, no one would care. “Hey Rach, that guy must think you’re a goddess or something, he’s been following us up and down every aisle,” Amy said.“Maybe it’s because you keep picking up all that junk-food crap that we don’t need. You make women look bad, pig.” I’m usually worse to her, but itR...
