I'm a Good Girl, (Promise)

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Picking the picture frame up from her bedside nightstand, Emily fell down on her bed with a sigh. She let her slim fingers brush across the two faces of the young girls in the picture. They weren't that different in looks but in attitude, they were polar opposite. Or so they once were.

Growing up, the little girl with pale green eyes had been the superior girl out of the two of them. Angel had been her best friend from diapers until teens. She had taught Emily all the important lessons in life, showed her how to get the things she wanted, and simply showed her how to live and how to enjoy herself.

Before Angel had moved away a few years ago, she had made a change in Emily that she herself hadn't even noticed, until lately. She used to be the shy, innocent girl that would live to please others. Her needs were always placed beneath others, until she started standing up for herself. She was still that innocent girl, that hadn't really changed, but she was less naive.

"Emily, you're going to be late for your first day back from break!"

With a groan of displeasure, Emily's eyes opened to reveal baby blue orbs reflecting in the glass of the picture frame she was holding above her.

"Do I have to? I don't feel so good." She called back to her mom.

"Don't even try to pull that game with me, young lady. This is your senior year, you should be happy! After all, you only have one semester left of high school, enjoy it while it lasts!"

With a sigh, Emily slowly dragged her body up off of the bed only to face her own reflection in her mirror. Since it was only January, it was still a little too cold to wear shorts or skirts, so she was stuck with a pair of blue skinny jeans, a printed top, a black half jacket with sleeves, and a pair of black flats to match.

Readjusting her clothes, she quickly grabbed her purse, phone, and car keys before heading out the door and down her stairs.

"I can't promise that I'll be enjoying my time or having fun, but I'll at least show up and hope for something new to entertain me."

"Calm down drama queen, I'm sure you'll have plenty of fun. Oh and tell Jake that I said hello. You know, you really should invite him over for dinner this weekend, I'd like to spend some more time with him."

Rolling her eyes, Emily kissed her mom's cheek before heading out the door. It was a ten minute drive from her house to the school and she was there in no time. After parking and walking into the building, Emily dropped y her locker before making her way to her homeroom, English class.

The first thing she saw upon entering the class room, was the typical group of guys surrounding the hottest new thing. Probably just another skank that was enjoying the attention. Rolling her eyes, Emily made her way to her desk that was in front of the swarming guys.

"Hey Em, loosen up."

"Oh shut up, Justin." Emily called back, keeping her eyes towards the front of the room.

After the bell rung, her English teacher Mrs. Holcomb made her way to the front of the class where she began to take attendance. She made it to the end of her list before she looked up at the class and smiled wide.

"Well class, I wanted to inform everybody that we have a new student. Well not exactly new, but a returning student so to say. Angelica has returned, so everybody say hello."

Most of the words were just zipping through Emily's ears, into one and right out the other. That is, until she heard her former best friend's name. As soon as her teacher spoke that one name, Emily's body perked up and she heard the soft grumbles of greeting and chatter about Angelica being here. It took Emily a minute, but she put two and two together before turning around in her seat to come face to face with her best friend, Angel.

"Angel?" Emily spoke, shocked.

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Growing up hadn't been easy for Angelica. Her family had moved around so many times, she was sure she had lived in more houses than most would in their lifetime. An army brat, Angelica's father was too busy flying planes to pay any attention to her, her mother wasn't much for discipline. So Angel got to run free and do as she pleased with as little consequences as possible.

In the past two years her family had been moved from base to base, breaking up Angel's high school career year by year at a different school. This never made for lasting relationships, and Angel liked it that way. She fucked with who she liked, did what she wanted and didn't care.

There had only been on exception to that, Emily.

The first time Angel could remember moving, it was one of the scariest things she had ever experienced. Her mother would leave for work along with her father, leaving the young girl alone in the new empty house, in a town she knew no one. It had taken her a week before she went out to the back yard, that was when she met Emily. It was something new for Angel to have a friend, and she found her living next door.

Through the years their friendship had lasted through across town moves and the horrible years of middle school. The first year of high school was when she got the news she would be moving at the end of the school year. It had been devastating for her, but she had hid it well, doing what she could to make an impact.

It was that last day that had been the last time Angel had seen Emily, and she had told her that she loved her. Emily probably didn't think it was something, but to Angel, it was one of the truest statements she ever made. Angel floated through high schools, defacing school property, getting caught smoking in the bathroom, (among other things) and had earned every bit of her 'bad girl' reputation.

It was pure power of will that had brought Angel back into town. She wanted to end her senior year with a bang, and she couldn't think of anyone she would rather do it with then Emily.

~~

"Then when he was just about to burst, I left him tied up to the bed."

The laughter echoed among the boys who were crowded around her as Angel told another raunchy story. The boys were lapping it up. She was dressed conservatively, or at least conservative to her. Her skirt was short, red and black, lacy black leggings disappeared into black leather boots. Her tank top matched the skirt, and a little wrap covered her shoulders. Her green eyes sparkled with laughter as the teacher called the class to attention and everyone took their seats.


Emily freak out in 5....4....3....2....1!

Angel just sat behind Emily, her excitement barely contained as the girl whirled around to face her.

"Hiya love, miss me?" she asked, leaning her chin on her hand as blew a kiss to her friend. "Also, pick your jaw off the floor, you're gonna attract flies." She winked at her friend, a huge smile on her face.

Emily's eyes were wide open, her mouth hanging loose, her eyebrows arched to the point where she thought they would never come back down. She blinked her eyes a few times, secretly pinching her arm to see if she were dreaming. This couldn't be real!

It seemed as if the words were spilling out of Angel's mouth way to fast for Emily's ears to keep up with, as if everything was in fast forward. Was there a rewind button somewhere? Blinking her eyes one last time, her friend's words sank into her brain just as Emily closed her mouth and cleared her throat before a smile began to spread on her full lips.

"You're such a devil!" She exclaimed with a giggle. "That's what your parents should have named you, you know." Leaning over her desk, Emily pulled Angel into a tight hug before sitting back in her seat. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?! I mean seriously, you couldn't have sent me a message on Facebook, a text, anything?!"

Emily was pulled out of her escape from reality as the sounding of her teacher clearing her throat interrupted the two girls. "Emily, Angelica, I'm sure you two girls can catch up later, yes?"

"Oh yes, sorry." Emily gave an apologetic smile before turning back around in her desk and opening her book.

"Tell you I was coming and miss this reaction? You looked like a deer in the headlights hunny," she joked as she was pulled into the tight embrace of her best friend. It wouldn't be long until they were up to their old tricks and Angel couldn't wait.


As Emily turned around in her chair, after insistence from the teacher, the rest of the class went by without a hitch. By the time the bell rang to signal the end of the period, Angel was up, her bag over her shoulder, watching Emily pack up her bag.

"So, I don't think we have another class together until right before lunch, but I'll walk with ya." She smiled sweetly at her friend. "And we just got back in town like 2 nights ago, or else I would have stopped by your house. "

Her smiled widened as her voice lowered, "We could always ditch at lunch and find somewhere to hang and catch up." The twinkle of mischief in her eyes would be unmistakable to Emily.

A soft laugh left Emily's lips at the remaining words of her friend. Angel always had a way with words, her mere attitude stimulating to Emily in different ways. All Angel had to do, was suggest something interesting to her, and she would more than likely go along with it.

English had always been one of her more favorite classes, so it indeed flew by. She had thought that it would take forever to get through this class, knowing Angel was in the desk behind her, but it definitely was gone with the blink of an eye.

By the time she knew it, the bell was ringing and half of the class was already filed out of the door. Standing up and grabbing her purse from the floor, Emily turned to see Angel standing over her shoulder, bag in hand, ready to leave.

Emily quickly stood up from her chair, grabbed her books, and turned her head to listen to what Angel was saying. She slowly made her way through the door, her eyes intently fixated on her friend's face, afraid that she might vanish into thin air before her own eyes.

"Hey, watch where you're going!"

Emily blinked and looked behind her to see one of the cockiest guys in school glaring at her because she had accidentally bumped shoulders with him.

"No, you watch where you're going. I'm sure you remember Angel? Wanna say hi?"

She gestured to Angel with a smirk, knowing that they had fooled around and Angel had told the entire school that he had a small dick and had only lasted a few minutes. With a soft giggle, Emily kept walking with Angel, listening to the rest of the girl's words as a smile appeared on her lips.

"First day back, and you're already trying to corrupt me into doing something stupid?" She teased her friend, catching onto the hint of mischief in Angel's eyes, a small hint glowing in her own as she arched a brow at her friend. "I'll think about it, okay?"

Grinning at her friend, she turned her head to look down the hallway as they walked, her long brown hair flipping out behind her as they made their way down the hall. It was only a minute later when she approached her next class. With a frown, she turned to Angel and pouted her bottom lip before laughing softly.

"I'll see you in a few hours, meet me by the main stairwell."

With that being said, Emily turned and walked into the class.

They started out from the room and Angel couldn't wait to catch up with her best friend. When the guy started giving Emily a hard time, Angie whirled around and laughed, smirking. Her arms crossed under her chest, pressing her cleavage up as she heard Emily's response to some jerk.


"No, you watch where you're going. I'm sure you remember Angel? Wanna say hi?"

Angelica waved, smiling sweetly as they guy went beet red and disappeared down the hall in the opposite direction.


With the acceptance of her invitation, Angel smiled at her friend, looping her arm through hers for a moment hugging her close. When they began to walk down the hall, she saw the appraising and surprised looks she got. Her hips swayed as they walked.

Angel even blew a few kisses and winked.

Emily's pout was adorable, and Angelica couldn't resist it. With a chuckle, she leaned in, pecking her best friend on the cheek before she moved back down the hall.

~~

Angelica didn't go to her next class, she just sat there, in the stairwell, a joint perched between her lips. There was nothing like lighting up in the middle of the day in the only stairwell that didn't have a camera at the bottom. There she sat, smoking and waiting. Oh, the things she wanted to do to Emily, the thought of sleepovers and drunken weekends together were all Angelica could think about as the moments ticked by.

Emily was a little thrown off guard when her friend leaned into peck her cheek with a kiss before sauntering off down the hall like it was nothing. I t really had been a long time since they had hung out, because Emily was once used to every little thing that Angel would do to her, but it had been so long! Shrugging her shoulders, she made her way to her seat and sighed as the bell rang to start the beginning of class.

This by far had to be her worst class of the day, one of the many reasons she hated to come to school. She had never been good at math, and she never would be. No matter how many hours after school she spent getting extra help, the number of times she would re-take a test, or use online help, it didn't matter. She sucked at math, and that's how it would always be.

She made it about halfway through the class before she decided she couldn't take it any longer. Grabbing her purse and book, Emily had her pass signed out by her math teacher before she escaped into the hallway with a sigh. Now what would she do for the remaining half hour of class? She definitely wasn't going back in there, no matter the consequences tomorrow.

With a sigh, Emily slowly made her way down the hall and toward the stairs. If she was going to be out here for half an hour by herself, roaming the halls, she may as well start upstairs and make her way throughout the building. She rounded the corner and then arched a brow at what she saw, or who she saw to be precise, sitting on the stairs with a lit joint. With a smirk sketched on her face, she made her presence known by knocking on the wall and laughing.

"I thought I smelled something funny. What are you doing out here? And with that?" She gestured to the lit joint in her friend's hand.

Angel had almost hid the joint until she heard the knocking and laughing echoing through the stairwell, she couldn't mistake that laugh, she could pick it out in a crowd if she had to. Her smile widened as she took one last hit off the now half spent joint and held it out to her friend.

"A coming home present," she held it aloft, her voice strained for a moment before she let out a cloud of smoke from her lungs. She waggled her eyebrows before stubbing it out and dropping it into a half empty cigarette pack and stuffed it into her bag.

"As to what I'm doing," The girl stood and straightened her skirt, picking up her backpack, "I was waiting for you sweet cheeks." She winked, "I thought maybe down to the beach? We could go to lunch, then maybe go swimming?" Emily knew, Angel was sure, that even though these events sounded innocent enough, they always seemed to take a turn towards the naughty or the pushing of boundaries.

"I heard they put in a new burger joint on the pier since I'd been gone, thought we could check it out and catch up. Oh, they stories I have for you!" She clapped her hands excitedly and slipped her arm through her friend's, pulling her excitedly towards the exit to the student parking lot.

Emily raised a brow toward her friend's direction as Angel held the joint out to her, her words making a soft laugh escape Emily's lips. She continued to watch as the smoke rolled between the opening of Angel's lips, her slim fingers putting the joint out on the stairs before stuffing it into a cigarette pack and placing it into her backpack.

As the girl stood from the stairs and began to talk to her, Emily folded her arms and arched a brow, her smile giving her away plain as day. She began to listen to the crazy plans that Angel had for the pair, her ideas always idealistically crazy, but they always turned out to be fun and adventurous.

Emily nonchalantly nodded her head in reply to her friend's words about the new restaurant on the pier. She absentmindedly checked her phone for the time and stifled a yawn as she quirked up a bit at the mentioning of stories. She always enjoyed what Angel had to say, the way she told her things, and the excitement of the stories she shared with her.

Willingly, Emily let Angel slip her arm through hers and pull her outside toward the parking lot. She looked at her friend and then assumed that they would be taking her own car, so she in turn pulled Angel toward her neon green Mustang convertible. She quickly jumped into the drivers seat and then waited for her friend to get in before pulling out of the parking lot and heading down toward the beach and pier. If they were going to skip out today, then she was going to make it worth the trouble that awaited tomorrow.

"So, where do you want to go first?" She asked while sneaking a glance at her friend.

Angela smiled as she slid into the seat beside Emily. She had forgotten just how much she loved her friend's car. The thing rode like a dream, but Angela's favorite part was that it was a convertible. She always loved riding through the night, or down by the beach with the top down, her hair wild and free.

"Where do we want to go first?"

Angel thought for a moment as she slipped her sunglasses on. "I'm thinking swimming that way we'll work up an appetite, then we'll go to eat. Oh, look what I got since I saw you," Angel smirked as she reached into her purse and riffled around before she pulled out a somewhat shiny credit card. "No limit." She sang as she giggled and stuffed the credit card back into her bag.

"So we need some bikinis and towels, right?" she suggested with a devilish smirk. Angela wasn't spoiled, but she was used to getting what she wanted. Her father plied her with money to show affection, and Angela was glad to milk the bastard for all he was worth.

A smile began to make it's way onto Emily's face as she realized that things were like they always used to be, as if they hadn't changed at all. She knew that things had changed, their looks to start with. Both girls had grown undeniably, their bodies taking on the full figure of women as girls their age should, their personalities matching to a perfect "t", their friendship stronger than ever. Looking at them now, you would never be able to guess that they had been separated.

Reaching a hand down to the console between the two girls, Emily lifted the zebra print sunglasses to her face and smoothly slid them onto her face before turning her head to the call of her best friend. The smile on Emily's face widened as Angel spoke the words "No limit." She could not believe the odds. But it was simply really. Her dad was feeling bad for all the "damaging moves" when Angel was growing up, severing and making all relationships impossible as a young girl.

"Oh thank goodness." Emily finally spoke with a grin as she pulled into the parking lot at the beginning of the pier and all the stores and rides that bordered the beach. "I thought you were going to make me swim in my bra again!" She exclaimed with a small laugh, remembering when Angel had practically forced Emily to swim in her bra and underwear in a creek nearby their houses.

Stepping out of the car, she waited until Angel shut her door and hit the lock button on her keychain. With a smile, she once again looped her arm through her best friends and began walking down the boardwalk. Once approaching one of the stores that the girls had always looked in while growing up, Emily arched a brow at her friend and smiled wide.

"What do you say, we finally get one of the bikinis we've always wanted, yeah?"

The thought of seeing Emily in a two piece made made Angela squeeze her thighs together. She had almost not said anything so the two would have an excuse to swim in their panties and bras. The fabric would cling to their bodies, and the thought of it almost made Angela drool. They parked close the pier and Angela nodded happily.

The store had been there for as long as she could remember, and for as long as she could remember, she had wanted to buy one of their Brazilian Bikini's. With a smile, she looked to her friend. Slipping her purse over her shoulder they were out of the car and back arm in arm. They entered the store, the door chime jingled as they entered and Angel parted from her friend, suddenly aflutter with energy.

"Oh you should try this one, and this one." Angel began to hand Emily rather skimpy and revealing two pieces. She handed her about five different suits to her before she smirked at her.

"Go try em on!" she shooed her friend towards the dressing room.

I'm terribly sorry..wrong thread.

It seemed like before they had even fully entered the door, before they had been welcomed by the clerk, and before she had even had time to glance around the store, Angel was buzzing like a bee and throwing skimpy lingerie-looking bikinis at her. With a blink of surprise, Emily took the bikinis into the dressing room with her and smiled before disappearing into the room.

After trying on the first one, Emily crinkled her nose and opted out.

The pattern continued like this for another two or three bathing suits before she picked up a neon yellow bikini that looked intriguing and a smile touched base to her full lips. She quickly shimmied out the remaining piece of the last bikini before tying the straps to her hips and above her head. When it came to the one around her back, she opened the door and called her best friends name.

"Angel?" Once she appeared, she turned her back to her friend and laughed softly. "Can you tie this tightly?"

"Come on Em!" Angelina had cheered as her friend stood her ground and refused to come out wearing any of the ones she'd picked. When she finally did emerge, Angel let her eyes rake over her friend's body approvingly. The teen couldn't help but lick her lips as as she stepped closer to her friend, her hands caressing her shoulders gently as she took up the ties.

"Hmm, I like this one."she looked at their reflection in the mirror in the fitting room. She wrapped her arms around her friend's bare torso, her lips touching her neck as she smirked into the mirror like a Cheshire cat.

"Yellow is definitely your color." She smiled and pulled from her friend. "Now if I can manage to find one that I look that good in, we'll be set." Angel began to walk around the store, picking up a few darker colored bikini's.

"Why don't ya go pick out some towels and other stuff we need?" she asked as she scooted into her own cubicle and began to try on the suits she had picked.

Emily watched her friend behind her in the mirror, her eyes watching her as she smiled at her friend's approval. Emily could feel Angel's hands on her shoulders and back, trailing to wrap around her stomach, leaving a cold chill to run up her spine as they connected eyes in the mirror.

"Thanks." Emily smiled before she turned around, watching her friend flitter around the store like a fairy before collecting a few bikinis for herself and disappearing into the same changing stall. Emily gathered her clothes and walked up to the counter. She sat her things down before she looked around the store.

Angel had said that her card was unlimited..

Emily took her time picking out two beach bags, two beach towels, tanning oil, and then she stumbled across two matching best friend bracelets that she added to her basket. She sat the basket down on the counter with her clothes and shoes before she tapped her foot and waited for Angel to come out.

The few suits Angel tried on were no more than a few triangles of fabric. She shimmed out of each one until she pulled on a suit that was one piece, though it left little to the imagination. The halter top slipped around her neck and the middle strips of fabric covering her breasts tied tight around the back. The middle of the suit showed a wide strip of the girl's pale tummy before plunging into a deep V before covering the rest of her most intimate places.

The golden color of the suit offset her bright eyes, and when Angel walked out of the fitting room, she smiled widely. Gathering up her clothes in arms, she proceeded over to the counter. She fished out her daddy's credit card and handed it to the clerk, who couldn't keep his eyes off of the amount of cleavage before him.

Their transaction rang up, and their new beach bags full, Angel slipped her arm through her friends as they exited the shop.

"Oh Emmy! I've missed you sooooo much!" the girl cheered as her feet touched the sand and she let go of her friend, before breaking into a run, headed straight for the water.

Emily tapped her foot, looking through one of the many magazines among the counter as she awaited her friend to come out of the changing room and show her the suit that she had chosen. At the vibrating of her phone, Emily checked her message and rolled her eyes. Of course, it was her ex texting her again. She had caught him sleeping with another girl, on their one year anniversary, and that had been the breaking point for their relationship.

He still texted her, left her voicemails, and tried to call her, but she simply refused to reply. Thankfully, she had only one class with him, and he sat on the opposite end of the class, and hadn't tried speaking to her in public yet. Probably didn't want to ruin what was left of his reputation, or put a bump in his new "relationship" with the slut.

With a sigh, Emily put her phone back in the new beach bag and then heard Angel's voice, a smile coming to her lips at the sight of her friend in her golden one piece. When one thought of a one piece, you usually thought of a conservative suit, a girl who wanted to hide her body, but no. This one piece was sexy, revealing, and it suited Angel perfectly. Her friend always had been a bit of a tease, to say the least.

"I've missed you too, Angel!" She grinned before watching her friend take a break for the beach, her tan legs tightening up, showing the muscles in her calves, her body running straight for the water. Emily simply rolled her eyes and continued to walk at a steady pace, smirking and waving her fingers at a few of the guys who winked at her or smiled. She could practically feel their eyes on her body, drinking in her curves and toned skin.

By the time Emily made it to the front of the beach, her friend was already diving into the water, a small laugh leaving her lips as she turned her back to the waves and bent over to go through her bag. She was unaware of the looks she was getting as her bikini bottoms hugged tight to her plump ass, her hand reaching up to tuck her hair out of her eyes as she grabbed her beach towel and unfolded it before spreading it out on the sand.

Emily did the same thing with Angel's towel for her friend before taking her sunglasses off of her face, shaking her hair out and looking out at the waves. Deciding to actually get in the water, Emily made her way out to the water. With each wave ascending to the shore, the water lapped at her feet playfully before she submerged her body into the water, the cool liquid making her body relaxed and feeling great as she found her friend's legs beneath the water and tugged on them to scare her friend, before she broke the water and took in a deep breath, a laugh leaving her lips.

"Got you!"

Angel had been ecstatic the moment she had submerged herself in the ocean. This was one of the things she had missed the most while moving around. The beach, the mostly empty beach in the middle of the day where they were meant to be at school. She dipped back her head and smoothed her hair out of her face as she caught sight of her stunning friend.

This girl, always had a hold on Angel. It didn't matter the attention she got from anyone else, or all the guys who wanted to fuck her, never would she want someone more than Emily. She waved at her friend as she watched her lay out their new things.

The few men that were on the beach were making it painfully obvious they were staring at the girl. Angel shook her head and when she went to look back at Emily, she was gone. The playful tug at her feet made Angel cry out in surprise. She threw her arms around her friend's neck and kissed her cheek. "Yeah, but that's because I let you get me." She snorted and let go of her friend. "You have quite the audience on the beach watching you." She chuckled as she nodded towards the shore.

"I say we give them a little show..." She raised an eyebrow at her friend. Just how far could she push her?

Emily gasped in surprise as she felt her friend's arms being wrapped around her neck quickly, Angel's lips pressing to her cheek as a giggle escaped Emily's lips. Her eyes brightened at her best friend's words before she rolled her eyes in amusement.

"You let me get you? And that's why you totally freaked out when I pulled on your foot, yeah." She laughed softly, her hand gently pushing Angel before she let her eyes scan the beach, her brow arching from her friend's words as she shook her head in disbelief, laughing softly. "Me? An audience on the beach, watching me? Yeah right."

Emily tucked her wet hair behind her ear, her dark wet hair falling to mid-waist and tickling the supple skin of her back as she noticed a few guys leaning up on their elbows, their eyes fixated on the two girls in the water. Emily glanced at Angel as she suggested the two put on a show. Her eyes returned to the guys that were watching them, her teeth biting down on her full bottom lip, her eyes widening slightly as she arched a brow and looked back to her friend.

"Hah, put on a show? I remember the last time you said that at Ky.e Parker's party. You practically raped me!" Emily teased with a soft laugh. She remembered that night quite precisely though. The girls had a good buzz going on from where Angel had finally gotten Emily to hit a joint a few times and they had had plenty to drink as well. It was a game of Truth or Dare, and one of the guys in their little circle had dared Angel and Emily to makeout for a few minutes for their own entertainment.

A shiver passed up Emily's spine as she remembered the feel of Angel's lips pressed to her own, the warmth had been remarkable, her body had become hot in mere moments, her heartbeat had escalated in no time as well, and things had gotten a little heavy between them. Emily never told Angel any of this of course, and whenever the night was brought up, Emily blamed it on the alcohol and weed she had smoked. Nothing more.

"You just wanna kiss me again, don't you?" She teased with a smirk, poking her tongue out.