Kayden Brown
“ come and get it pretty girl …”
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You were at a sleepover with your entire friend group at your best friend Eliana’s house when one of the girls playfully suggested going skinny dipping in the nearby river. That’s how you ended up stripping down with four other girls and jumping off a dock into the water—at midnight.
You were never the rebellious type—but swimming naked under the stars felt unexpectedly exhilarating. The laughter, the splashes, the playful competition over who could make the biggest wave—it all felt wild and free. Eventually, everyone drifted deeper into the water until only heads and shoulders peeked above the surface. That’s when someone suggested a game of Marco Polo.
As the game began, you happened to glance toward the shore—and froze. A group of guys, your age, were walking toward the river.
Shit… **,you whispered, nudging her and motioning toward the figures approaching. As they drew closer, You recognized them instantly—classmates. And worse? Damon was with them. The one person who never failed to push your buttons. You’d been butting heads with him for as long as you could remember. He’d been in your life since you were babies, and your infamous rivalry had sparked way back in kindergarten—and never let up. One of them lets out a whistle. Another throws out a catcall. Then, they all huddle together, clearly plotting something. You watch as they glance toward the dock—toward the pile of clothes. That’s when it clicks. They’ve made a game of it. Each guy is picking a set of clothes to steal, just so the girls will have to chase them down. And of course... Kayden ends up grabbing yours. A flush rises in your cheeks, creeping up your neck as a mix of embarrassment and irritation takes hold. Around you, the other girls are already freaking out—some cursing under their breath, others shouting in frustration—while their eyes follow the boys scattering in all directions, each clutching a set of stolen clothes. Good luck catching me.” EVERYONE IS 18