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“You [bastard] ruined my outfit and I will ruin your night if you don’t stay out of my way.”
The entire group of boys immediately starts righting themselves and hurriedly rushing down the deck stairs to the pool area, away from Britt and the chance to get punched.
Britt turns back to Nola but before Britt can say anything, Nola jumps in with a, “I’m soooo sorry, I-I didn’t mean-”
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[Nola's ears] are probably bright red as Nola feels an immense flush heating her skin.
Nola finds herself leaning forward a hair and she really thinks that Britt may be too, before there is a enormous ruckus of noise behind them. Nola sees a couple guys over Britt’s shoulder are pushing each other. The guys come stampeding out of the door and Nola realizes the shouting is about a fight. Before Nola can go to her tippy toes to watch, she sees Britt heading straight towards Nola.
Britt is pushed forward and she has to catch herself on the railing to not completely squash Nola against it. In the second of sudden movement, Nola puts her hands up to catch Britt, but her red solo cup of orange juice sloshes around, and Nola watches in horror as it splashes directly onto Britt’s white tee. Nola has no words to say as she realizes she just ruined Britt’s outfit in front of a whole group of people, but Britt clearly has no regard for it as she whips around to the small group of guys.
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“And…” Britt moves so she is not standing side by side with Nola against the railing. Puts the cigarette out on the table makeshift ash tray, before she turns to stare Nola down. Nola has never felt more in the center of attention as Britt’s eyes roam up and down. “I never noticed you have freckles.”
Britt’s hand, now free of any cigarette, comes back to Nola’s face, to neatly tuck a strand of hair behind her ears.
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“Yeah, I guess… just didn’t know you wanted to talk, with me.” (Nola)
“Why not?” (Britt)
“Um, the hunter stuff.” Britt’s hand comes back up in front of Nola’s face, cigarette looming back to the same position near her lips.
“I’ve worked it out with Lia, I think I could be persuaded to figure you out.”
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“Oh, my bad. I figured since you’ve decided you can talk to me, you must’ve had some liquid courage.” (britt)
Nola blushes; she had been avoiding talking directly to Britt, mostly to avoid embarrassing herself.
“I’m just quiet in groups.” (nola)
“So I just needed to get you alone, huh?” britt has shifted closer to Nola to light her smoke the cigarette, but she does not go back to her original spot.
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Nola barely feels the usual sting of nicotine; she’s too busy looking into Britt’s eyes.
Britt’s hand eventually pulls the cigarette back and Nola helplessly breathes the smoke back out of her lungs. She’s feeling more fuzzy than could ever come from a single drag of nicotine. There’s no words forming for her, but Britt fills the void by asking,
“You need a refill?”
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Britt throws her hair over her shoulder with the empty hand and tilts her head at Nola as she replies, “Don’t you think I look like a badass bitch like this?”
The three sips of vodka Nola drank was not enough to affect her speech at all, but she starts stuttering out some kind of witty reply. “Y-you already know that.” There’s a big smile on Britt’s face.
