Pocket Full of Sunshine (Chloe and muses)

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Beach party!!! Those were the first two words in Nabiki's mind when she woke up at seven o'clock that morning. Throwing her covers off of her, she slipped out of bed and stretched, standing on her toes as she did so, and let out a small yawn that sounded a little like a cat, and then made her way to her bathroom. Unlike her room, which was almost completely purple, Nabiki's bathroom was a shade of light green and white. Slipping into her stand-up shower, she spent nearly an hour under the hot water, and most of it was spent washing and conditioning the mass of hair that was on her head. She had been excited about this beach party for a couple of weeks now, mostly because it gave her a reason to go to the beach that didn't involve swimming in that massive, salty ocean. Sure, she'd go near the water, only so the water barely touched her toes, but that was as far as she'd go, and that was the reason that Nabiki hardly ever went to the beach. She loved the beach though, the warm sand, the beach games, the sun, and any chance for her to be in a bikini was good enough for her, and if it weren't for that large expanse of blue water that was at the end of the beach, it'd be a perfect place.

Nabiki dried herself off a wrapped a towel around her slim body, grabbing her blow-dryer and drying her hair the best she could. That was the only problem with having mass amounts of hair like she did. It retained water a little too well and was almost impossible to get dry unless you planned on spending more than an hour doing so, which she didn't. Nabiki only needed it dry enough to put it up in her signature pigtails, which this time she decorated with a pair of black bows that matched the color of her hair. Digging around in her drawers, Nabiki found her red bikini and slipped into it before pulling on a pair of light blue denim shorts and a tight, light pink tank-top. The shorts were cut offs and were short enough that the white pocket could be seen peeking out from underneath them.

Nabiki danced around her room, grabbing her beach bag and throwing all of her necessary items that she was going to need, including some unnecessary ones. Beach towel, sunscreen, book, music, suckers, waterbottle...she hummed to herself as she tossed things into the bag and then tapped her chin with a black painted fingernail, thinking about anything else that she was going to need. Nothing came to mind and she grabbed her phone and wallet, throwing the latter into the bag before closing it up and throwing it over her shoulder. She sent a text to a couple of her friends that she had bugged into coming to the party.

Heading 2 the beach. I'll save a spot, and you better be there >.<

There was only one friend that she worried might not show up, being that anti-social and cynical girl that she was, but hopefully she'd come. Skipping down the stairs, Nabiki's first stop was the kitchen, where she grabbed a granola bar and found her father eating a bowl of cereal. He looked up at her and his eyes nearly popped out of his head at her outfit, "and where do you think you're going?" Nabiki giggled and through the wrapper of the granola bar away. "There's a beach party today daddy, I told you and mom that yesterday, remember?" This seemed to calm him down a little bit, since it explained why she was in such a short outfit, but no father would be completely accepting of his child going out in her current outfit. "Shouldn't you wear a long raincoat or something?"

Nabiki rolled her eyes and waved goodbye to him as she left the kitchen, leaving the old man pinching the bridge of his nose and shaking his head at her. She didn't bother with the car since the beach wasn't horribly far away, and she wondered if anyone else was even there yet. Her question was answered nearly twenty minutes later and a slim eyebrow popped up at the people who were roaming around. Her eyes picked out the members of the Host Club quickly, and as her gaze passed over Kyoya Ootori she glared. Oh how she wished to walk over and pop him one in the mouth. But, despite the fact that Haruka claimed to be done with him, she was relatively sure that her red-headed friend wouldn't be too happy with her. She found a spot a couple hundred yards from the ocean and set out her towel before slipping out of her outer layer of clothes.

After applying sunscreen to all the places that she could reach on her own, Nabiki pulled out her book and music, laying down on the long towel and began to read while listening to the pop music that flowed through the earbuds, nodding her head in beat as she waited for the others to show up.

Tagged:: Chloe
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