The early morning breeze caressed Sar's delicate face. Beach week had finally arrived and the whole gang shared a house; Nark, Insert, Sloan, Sar, Mira, Cheese, Kellen, Mint and Rai. There was a delicate knock on the door. "Sar you awake?" A sharp voice called. Sar didn't move an inch. "Alright then fucker I'm coming in." Mira came bursting in with a kick to the door. Sar, being in a deep sleep, didn't react. "What's it gunna take to get you up?" Mira huffed. Another breeze rolled past. The sun peeking through the blinds lit up the room just enough to see Sar's sleepy face. With a big yawn Sar turned on to her back "Is it morning yet...?" Mira stared at Sar, intensely looking at her bed head. "What is there a bug on me?!" Sar panicked. "No dummy your hair." Mira pointed and laughed. "You look like an actual crack head like that, now get up." Sar nodded and got up, making her hair was brushed and tightly pulled into a ponytail. "Now she can't make fun of me looking like a crackhead." She thought to herself. Throughout the day, the group started dropping like flies. Everyone had gone out in their own separate groups. The only two left were coincidently Sar and Mira. As long as Sar could remember, Mira had always called her a bottom. For some reason today Sar decided it was about time she changed Miras mind.
"Mira listen..." Sar said quietly.
"Huh?"
"Let's have a race... to the beach."
Sar had a plan. She would win the race and force Mira to finally recognize her top energy. "Okay I guess but you know I'm gunna win right." Mira said with confidence as she blew the dust off her fingernails. Sar frowned, she knew Mira was right but didn't have the courage to tell her off because she had always been a bottom. But enough was enough. Sar had taken the L for too long. "No listen to me!! I wont let you win you.. you.... bottom" MIra stood there. They looked at each other for what felt like and hour. "Excuse fucking me? I can't believe the bottom has the audacity to call me a bottom?" Sar made a break for it, running through the hallway to the front door. "I WONT LET YOU GET AWAY." Mira yelled getting closer. Sar sprinted as fast as she could. Everytime she looked back Mira was one step away. "PLEAs IM SOTR I DIDNT ME .. An.. TO" Sar was running out of breath as she turned the last corner till the beach access. She zoomed accross the wooden path too the high dunes. Then suddenly she tripped on a loose board on the path! "W-WAIT NO." Sar stumbled to get up but it was too late. Mira had caught up to her.
"Well, well, well, Sar it's not unusual to see you like this now is it, BOTTOM." Mira clicked her tongue.
"MIRA PLEAS I DIDNT MEAN WHAT I SAI-"
"No shut up."
Mira helped up Sar and held tightly to her shirt. "You're not getting away fucker." Mira chuckled. Then Sar decided to make one fatal move and use the weight of herself and Mira to fall off the board walk and roll down the dunes. "WHOOPS..." Sar screamed rolling down the dune. They landed with a BBOOMPH at the bottom of the dune. Sar clenched her eyes tight. She felt a weight on her stomach. "Oh god I'm dying... my tummy...." She opened her eyes to see Mira had landed on her stomach with her arms to support her from completely falling on Sar. "Mira...?"
End of Act 1.
Author's Note: can't wait for act 2 right Sar :) go to sleep next time. And thanks again to Mira for making me write this I love writing dum shit like this
