Brandy Klark x Reader ('The To do List')

Chapter Four - Pineapple Juice

Y/N's POV:
I finish sorting the cupboard with Willy's help - a job that always takes twice as long than you initially thought. In this case, three hours.

It had been two days since Brandy's topless incident, and that seemed to pique Rusty's interest in her even more. Brandy didn't mind - the pair could hardly pull their eyes away from each other, tasking the younger kids to spy on the other one with their friends.

"If you drink pineapple juice, she'll give you a blowjob." Me and Willy almost choke on our own saliva, at hearing what one of the younger boys said Brandy and her friends were discussing.

My eyes widen as I try to hold in my laughter, we didn't want Rusty and his friends to realise me and Willy were eavesdropping on their conversation.

"And here I thought she was innocent..." Willy whispered to me, probably slightly louder than he should've had. "I know." I try not to show the surprise on my face.

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"I'll be back soon Dad!" I call up the stairs from my front door. "My boss called saying there was a break in at the pool. I'll be back in an hour!" I shut the door and mount my bike, peddling with speed to try and get to the pool in time before Willy could get hurt. It was the middle of the night, and with the roads dark - my bike's dim headlight was the only thing guiding me.

I sneak round the back of the pool, trying to find a way to get into the pool's office without being confronted by any intruders.

"Brandy?" I stop in my tracks when I catch sight of who Willy was talking to. She was with her two friends, all clad in their underwear as they stood opposite a line of guys - all considerably older than them - with Willy desperately tried to keep the two lines apart.

"What the hell is happening here?" I walk towards the edge of the pool where everyone was standing. "Willy you said there were intruders... not a bunch of teenagers..?" I turn to look at the older guys.

"Dude - these are like little girls, all right?" Willy gestured to Brandy and her friends. "What were you thinking? Brandy, you're being totally, totally irresponsible, okay?" He continued to rant on, his words losing their effect the more he said. "Her Dad is a judge... this one, her Dad's a judge." He pointed to Brandy.

"A judge?" I raise an eyebrow in surprise, this was new information to me.

"Who do you think you are, lolita?" One of the older guys step towards Brandy, a sign of distress in his eyes. "I mean, you lured me in, you sought me out... And then you lie to me? What was that all about?"

I exchanged glances with Willy. "Come on now, who is this guy?"

"I think I just wrote a song. To the van!" I shake my head as the older boys started to scale the fence, these guys were something.

"I need something to eat." I groan and head back into the pool office, looking for anything that I could consume which would still be in-date. Grabbing two cereal bars, I walk back into the commotion.

"Brandy, what were you thinking?" I come out to Willy almost scolding her.
"What would have happened tonight if I wasn't here?"
Brandy rolls her eyes, looking around before replying. "Um..I think I would've swallowed."

I walk straight back into the office again. Nope. Not today. I did not want to know what she had been up to with those almost middle-aged jerks.

"I'm serious. I just got that, and that's not funny." I could hear Willy from outside. "It's not funny at all, okay?"

"Come on, Willy."

"Let's see how funny it is when I call your folks." Willy straightened up, walking towards the phone by the desk I was perched on. "You guys should be at home in bed, in flannel pajamas. Not floundering around in your underwear." Willy picked up the phone, entering random numbers before placing the phone back down again.
"I don't know your number. I don't know who I just called." The girls continued to break out into fits of giggles. This wasn't going well for Willy.

"You know what? I can take Brandy home on my bike. You two live near?" I try to step in, turning towards Brandy's friends. "Okay, great. You two are sober enough to walk home. I'll see you in the morning." I wave to the pool manager as I lead the teenagers out of the property.

"You okay?" I help Brandy onto the back of my bike - it was big enough for two people as long as she didn't wriggle. "What possessed you to bring those guys along? I thought you liked Rusty." I swing my leg over the bike frame, directing Brandy's hands towards my hips so she could hold on.
"What makes you think that?" Brandy's cheeks turn pigmented again, and I laugh.
"You haven't exactly been subtle." I smirk as I start peddling. "Which way is your house?"