25. unwanted friends

                                    

                                          
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"This is depressing," Zaida said while getting off of the couch, and stretching for a bit. 
                          
I looked at her. 
                          
"Well?" She asks, "are you not going to get up?"
                          
"Oh, right." I got off of the couch, and like her, I stretched. 
                          
"Go get ready." She nods her head in the direction of the bathroom. 
                          
"Oh, uh— I don't have clean clothes.."
                          
"Don't worry about it, I'll get something of my brother's," she waves her hand at me dismissively. 
                          
"Go, hurry, before they close!" She came up to me and started to push me into the direction of the bathroom. 
                          
"I need the clothes—" 
                          
"Don't worry about it! I'll get it to you— go shower." 
                          
Knowing that this conversation won't go anywhere, I obeyed and went into the bathroom. 
                          
Placing my dirty clothes on the hooks behind the door, and placing the towel that was hanging behind the door on the bar of the sliding shower door so that it will cover my lower half. 
                          
Half way of me showering and washing myself with soap, the door slammed open. Which then caused me to let out a scream and jump out of my skin, drop the body wash bottle then only to slip on it making me fall back. 
                          
"Oh, my gosh!" Zaida let's out a laugh, before jogging towards me, "are you okay?"
                          
"Don't! I'm naked!" I screamed, and tried to cover myself still laying back with my legs bent in the shower stall and head on the wall. 
                          
Zaida ignored me, and yanked the towel off of the bar and slid the door open. 
                          
I let out a groan and thought, "this is really awkward."
                          
Zaida crouched down, and used the towel to cover my lower half and tucked it to the back of me, trying to tie it up. 
                          
"Okay, I— I think I got it from here," I said, uncovering my self slowly, quickly took a hold of the towel, and tied it properly after I sat up. 
                          
"How can you be so clumsy?" Zaida asks, offering a hand for me to hold on to. 
                          
"Uh— I was naked." I said in a 'duh' tone. 
                          
She retreated her hands when she realized that my hands were used to cover myself. 
                          
"Well I wasn't going to peek, so— chill." Zaida says as I slowly got up only to let out a groan when I stood straight. 
                          
"Now I have to shower again," I let out a whine, and shooed Zaida out of the room. 
                          
"You're welcome for the clothes!" She yells as I closed the door, locking it; this time. 
                          
I got out of the bathroom all smelling like Zaida because of her soap and shampoo while I had my dirty clothes and two different towels in my hands. 
                          
"Ah, there he is!" 
                          
Cody. 
                          
"How's the trip?" He extended the letter p on that word. I felt my self turn red.