Trip to the Beach

"Really?" question Nyota "Like not ever? God thats depressing. I lived in the middle of the continent and I went to a few beach with my parents when we went on vacation... though its been YEARS since I actually went to one."

And her she was, standing next to her best friend in her own two piece swimsuit. For once her clothing wasn't branded with any sort of Star Trek logo, just a simple bandeaukini. While her outfit was conservative compared to most other modern swimsuits... it was revealing enough to show off her legs and navel. Not quite the same shade of blue as Jame's swimwear, it was enough that passive onlookers would think they wear the near same colors on purpose. In reality it was unplanned by the both of them.

"Well we are both here now, and what good time to come to! That sun feels really nice on my skin... and the sand feels nice between my toes to! Remind me again how it was you convinced us we should go to the beach together?"

"Yeah, guess we are." stated Nyota with small shrug. After Jame's compliment, she gives her friend a hardy laugh and boasted proudly "Ha ha ha... don't I always?"

It was nice of James to say that... she didn't have a model beach body. Not say that she looked bad but... her two piece is REALLY showing off the bit of blubber on her belly and how fat her ass has gotten since the past couple of months. With that she laid her belongings on top of the blanket that he had set up for the two of them, then looking out to crisp blue sea spread out before them. After blanking out for a bit, she reached for the back of her head with her single arm and tore off hair ties holding her signature bun and letting her mahogany hair and letting it cascade around her face and touch her shoulder's.

"Mhmm... well were here now!" exclaimed Nyota as she brushed back her bangs that was partially obstructing her vision. As she flicked her head to face Jame, she was momentary paralyzed by how... muscular her male friend was!

Ghaa... he was almost TEASING her with how slowly he pulled off his shirt like some sort of male model. Nyota unconsciously bit her lower lip as she... admired Jame's robustness. Then she reliezed that she may have been gawking a second too long and turn her head back to the ocean. She awkwardly rubbed the back of her neck. She... never thought of her best friend as handsome before and that thought was... kinda of dirty? As in... it just felt wrong. They are... just friends... just good platonic friendship between a boy and girl whom have no romantic interest in each other... UGHHH she should stop thinking about this before it gets.

"Ahem... umm... lets swim! I think we need... more people for Volleyball."

SHIT! HE NOTICED... act natural thought Nyota. She was oblivious to the other girls checking her friend. While he was worried that they were looking at scars, Nyota misinterpreted as him thinking that she thought he looked odd due to her earlier reaction. Not wanting to make it awkward, she played it off like it was no big deal... being only somewhat convincing to that end.

"HA WHAT? Nhhaaa... you look good! Cause... you know... your kinda of muscular and uhh... yeah." forced laughed Nyota. She adverted her gaze out to the sea and idea popped into her head. She turned back to James suggested "Errr... ready to get in the water? I bet its nice and warm out. Come on, I'll race ya!"

With the race announced, Nyota sprinted for the water and takes a early lead before James could register that the race has start. It was bit of cheap tactic but she knew well that James would probably catch up in no time.

Nyota let out an annoyed gruff, slowing down as as her friend ran past her just as she reached the shoreline. Figured he would not have let her off that easily. Still, she was at least amused with how oblivious her friend was when it came to why the girls where checking him out. Sort of cute actually.

"Heh... maybe they were. I mean... some girls are super into scars." complimented Nyota, rolling her eyes as she observed one of the girls giving her friend James a sly wink.

As she turned her head to look at James, he took to opportunity to splash chilled seawater her.

"Ahw!" Nyota held out her arm, flabbergasted as looked down to her torso. She then slowly raised her head as James tried to distance himself from her.

"You ass..." grumbled Nyota, kicking up a weak arc of water towards James though at his distance only a few dribbles of seawater would have struck him. Nyota's sour expression turned into a chuckle as she waded out to meet him in deeper water as he asked her about the summer plans she had with her parents.

"Yeah... probably. Actually, we all talked it over it quite a bit and well... they are probably going to come visit me here. Heck...they even told me that they are looking into moving here in Manta Carlos so that they can be part of my life again. Really exciting." spoke Nyota, her pitch increasing ever so slightly as she spoke in her excitement

"Sooo... anyway. I don't think I ever got to see your scars before." piped up Nyota as she slowly circled around him to get a good look at his backside "Why is it that you never shown them off to me before dork?"

Nyota just blinked when James poked her on the forehead like seemingly at random. She wasn't what to make of the action so she just let it slide this this once. Anyone else and she probably would have barked at them over why they dared touched her. With James, the two of them where so close that she felt no need to make complaint.

"Yeah, they are both pretty excited to meet you too. I have told them all about you at least a dozen times by now... and I constantly have to remind them that we are just friends and that we are in no way dating each other." stated Nyota with shrug.

"Ah crap... well... hey... I hear chicks dig scars so... yeah." stammered Nyota, thinking to herself that she had to be the biggest idiot in the world right now...

"Errr... like you said your here now. Lets just enjoy the moment and not mop on about your tragic backstory okey dork?" gestured Nyota, retaliating with a wake of seawater.