Another World. A love story. 1.

Another World. A love story. 1.

A Chapter by SuicidePact.

Lucy’s P.O.V

Today was the day, the day I boarded the cruise ship, this morning I said goodbye to my screwed up life and set sail into the world. This is my vacation and I am going to live life to the fullest " well live as much as i can while I am surrounded by the sea.

Justine and I boarded the ship with the intention of having a good time without those distractions of family, bitchy girls or men.

“Holy crap Luce this thing is huge!” Justine exclaimed happily, her eyes wide with excitement. Right then I knew we were going to have the best time. Justine is my cousin, she’s the fun cousin too, and the only one in my family I feel comfortable sharing anything with. Like this cruise for example. Every Christmas that I can remember has at least one Justine and Lucy incident.

“Bloody hell Teen look at all those fit lads” I gasped, equally excited as her.

“Temptation calls!” She laughed at me, because that was the very reason why i was feeling the country, to leave all the men behind.

“Photo Op.” I took my camera out of my hand bag; we took a photo together in front of the gigantic boat. I inspect the photo; Justine with her Jet black hair, her father threw a fit over her dying her naturally blond hair that color. Then beside her, Me, with my Short blonde hair, slightly longer on my left side, which had pink streaks throughout it. Yep my dad freaked too.

“Let’s go to our room Luce, stop checking yourself out in that picture!” Justine grabbed onto my hand dragging me down the hallways to our cabin.

We jumped on our beds for what felt like hours, call us childish, call us whatever you want we don’t care this is our vacation and we are going to make the most of it!

We needed to look hot tonight; we needed to make an impression of all those guests, on those fit lads who can’t touch us. So when we were finished our bed jumping it was shower time.

“So what should I wear first?” Justine asked me when she came out of the shower, only a towel covering her tanned body, she was referring to her suitcase full of new clothes " the result of our latest shopping expedition.

“I have no idea where to begin with mine!” I tell her honestly, trying desperately not to poke my eye out with my eyeliner.

“I’ll dress you if you dress me” she suggests

“Deal, unless you mean literally then I’m out, we aren’t that type of cousins” she threw a pillow at my head for that comment, smudging my eyeliner all down the front of my freshly made up face, but instead of getting mad I start to laugh, hysterically causing Justine to do the same.

“No seriously, I am going to go put some panties on and chose what you are going to wear cousin dearest.” And off she went.

Once I’d fixed my face, I made a start through her many outfits, it seemed useless, and everything was amazing I couldn’t pick just one thing. There are gorgeous dresses, rockin’ tees, to die for shoes, and a*s hugging jeans in every freaking color. All the way at the bottom of her suitcase I find the perfect outfit.

“Done!” I yell to her through the door, because for this experiment, she was deciding in the closet.

“Me too.” She answers, suddenly in the doorway.

I had placed her outfit on the bed, as I walked into the closet I find what I am wearing tonight neatly placed on the floor. I dressed myself quickly, wanting to find my way to the nearest mirror ASAP but I politely waited for the done call from my cousin.

“Done” she yelled, and I appeared in front of her.

She looked absolutely stunning in her leather tights, ankle boots, union jack tee, with her leather jacket to top it all off, when I turn around I spot my reflection in the mirror.

This Black dress hugged my slender body perfectly, when i tried it on in the store I never thought I could look like this, back then i didn’t have these fishnets, or my black feather earrings, heck i hardly had any make up on that day. But there i was in the mirror, and I looked great.

“Ready?” Justine interrupts my vain moment, but I was ready, ready to knock some socks off.




© 2012 SuicidePact.



Author's Note

SuicidePact.
For those who recognise this peice, yes I have already uploaded it into a story, but I am deleting those individual stories and putting the whole book together in here.

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