Star Struck in Cabo

Chapter One I looked at myself in the mirror. Wild strands of brown, wavy hair fell unnaturally at my shoulders. My forehead always looked too big when my bangs weren’t resting happily across my brow line. My small, tan body was dripping wet from the relaxing shower I had just indulged in. I stood there naked, examining myself curiously, as if I had never seen my own reflection before. I had never thought myself to be the pretty type, always comparing myself to the model-esque look as seen in magazines. My non-existent hips never pleased me, but others found that my overly large, perky boobs seemed to make up for my boyish body type. I was 18 years old, 5’6’’ in height, and was getting prepared for a week-long vacation with my good friend Chandler Jackson and her family. I had known Chandler for many years now, growing up with her on the eastern coast of Florida with her three good-looking older brothers. Sam Jackson was a nineteen year old college student at Cornell who spent most of his life buried in books and prepping for exams. He was 5’10’’, had short brown hair and hazel eyes, but was lacking in muscle, due to all of his time almanbahis şikayet working out his brain. Alex Jackson was a typical twenty one year old beach bum who took no interest in his studies; in fact he never attended college. He spent his hot summer days lifeguarding at the local beach, which he gained from greatly probably due to his tan, lean, swimmers body, striking green eyes, and long, wavy, dirty blond hair; any young tourist girls dream. Austin, however, was the most gorgeous. He had always been gorgeous. His dark, thick, jet black hair was worn pushed back from his tan, beautiful face. His eyes were a deep blue and when you looked into them, it was like staring into the dark sky at night, vast and full of wonders. He was 6’1’’ and his tall body always looked amazing in the tight V-necks he wore that hugged his every sculpted muscle. He was now twenty five, and worked as a vice-president for a banking company. He was very successful. Growing up, Austin and I always shared a special bond that I never shared with any of the other Jackson boys. He would always invite me over to play video games or watch some almanbahis canlı casino movie, even when the rest of the Jacksons were not home. We would share secrets late at night in his bedroom when I was supposed to be sleeping in Chandler’s room, but she would never mind. I told him things that I would never share with anyone, not even his sister. He was almost my best friend, but all of that changed when he started bringing girls home. One after another, the girls began to further and further separate Austin from me, and it was like he didn’t even care to notice. He was always friendly to me, but we lost the closeness we once had, and while his void was filled with hot sex with the popular girls from his high school, mine was left empty. Since he was over seven years older than me, I could never offer him anything more than a friendly wave or a sweet smile shot from across the lawn as he and I would simultaneously go outside to fetch the mail. I wished that one day he would take the time to come over and talk to me. But now I can’t even dream of that, since he moved away just after he got out of college, and almanbahis casino that was over 4 years ago. Now I occasionally see him at Jackson family get-togethers, or when my family invites them to come over to our place, but he rarely shows. He is always so busy. Now he is single and living in a sweet apartment about 30 minutes from our neighborhood. Thankfully he has agreed to attend this trip to Cabo to visit their 10 million dollar beach house. This will be the first time that I’ll spend more than an hour or two with him in over 5 years. I gathered every single bikini I owned, packed all of my summer-wear, and I was pretty much ready to go. I was extremely nervous though. I never thought that I would be spending time like this again with Austin for the rest of my life. I needed to look my best. I looked though my closet and lingered at a hot, little black dress I had bought just the other week. I guess I will bring this, I thought, just in case. Austins face flashed through my mind, and for an instant I thought maybe, just maybe…no it would never happen. Never, not in a billion years. He probably won’t even want anything to do with me. He will just hang out with the family when he has to, then when he gets the chance, he will be gone. I couldn’t help but get myself down with the fact that Austin probably has lost all feelings that he used to have towards me, if he even had any at all.