Cordelia Von Tussle, TRCA 
Collab with @chrissykinz
 
23/6 -Boston Harbor Cruises hosts a night time cruise with dancing, cocktails and hors d' oeuvres. Come along for a night on the harbour.


"I am not getting drunk tonight" I said bluntly, half glaring at Harper. I was still be a little annoyed with Harper about the roof top party. She did after all break my promise but otherwise I may have never met Sebastian. 

"Yeah neither I am" Harper said, eyeing the harbour off. "I don't think it is a good idea with the water, you know"

"I'm hoping my stomach doesn't lurch, I was sea sick as a child-" I stated, as we approached the harbour together. "-fingers crossed my stomachs learnt to toughen up over these years" I added, a small smile crossing my face. I still hadn't quite forgiven Harper for letting me go home with Sebastian but I didn't particularly have any regrets relating to meeting him. 

"I'm not promising, but, I might hold your hair back if you puke your guts up" Harper spoke, smiling in return. She was obviously careful not to promise, we both had no idea how this night would end; either with a disaster or fun time. Thank god Billie had decided to drop out at last minute!

"Well, that's nice of you" I said with an eye roll. "You sure you're not just going to abandon me?" I added with a small smirk.

"How do you not know? He might be there tonight" Harper smirked, nudging me in the rib. I tried not to cringe in pain; the girl never learnt her own strength. "You're definitely going to get your flirt on" she added in a sing-song tone. 

"If you don't stop speaking about Sebastian, I might push you overboard" I stated, glancing over at her for a moment before we boarded the cruise. There was already quite a crowd that had gathered and there would be no doubt much more to come. 

"You wouldn't" 

"I can make it look like an accident" I smirked, before letting out a fake evil laugh.

"I can swim you know, push me over and I will swim to safety and tell everyone what you did" Harper spoke, resulting in me scoffing. 

"You can not swim to shore Harper, I have seen you swim" I spoke, I watched and waited for her reply.

"All of because I mentioned lover boy who just seems to bump into you randomly" Harper grinned.

 I rolled my eyes, "Why don't we talk about your love life Harp?" I asked.

Harper scrunched her face up, "Good luck with that since it is non existent"

"Mine was basically none existent, I don't even know if you can say I have a love life" I rolled my eyes, scanning the cruise, keeping note on where the food, drinks and bathroom was located. And where I could mostly run to if I needed to vomit. 

"As if!" Harper mumbled. "At least you've got a man in your life. The only man I got is Billie and he's life is dedicated to ice-cream and soda" she frowned, finding a glass of white wine and placing it to her lips. 

"I don't even think you'd call Billie a man" I said, a little confused, causing Harper to laugh.

"You know strictly speaking physically you know .. Billie is a guy" Harper reminded me, biting her lip trying to hold back a laugh. 

"Oh god" I said errupting into laughter, "I don't even want to know what .. just no" I said with a grin on my face.

"Yeah, because you haven't had to witness one of his I-forgot-my-towel moments" Harper nodded, bursting out laughing and shaking her head at my horrified expression. Billie was like a brother to me, a brother I never received. Until my step-brother came along. "You know, once you see something, you can't unsee it" she added, her smile growing. 

"I don't want the mental images" I shook my head, I must have looked like a bobble head. In all my attempts to shake out possible images and for once, it seemed like it had worked. Harper began to sharply nudge her elbow into my ribs. 

"I spy with my little eye, something beginning with S" Harper smirked, tilting her head slightly, gesturing to our right and then pushing her lips out and making fake kissing sounds.

"Oh stop it you!" I said, "it's not like we even kissed". Harper raised an eyebrow "What? I can't remember what happened that night!"

"What about that day he bumped into you?" Harper asked a little surprised.

"We talked Harper. I know that may sound odd to you" I said smirking a little. 

"I am not sure what you are insinuating, Del" Harper spoke before shooting me a fake pout on her cute face.

"I'm insinuating that you like sucking face with boys" I grinned, wrapping my hair around my index finger as I occassionally glanced over at Sebastian. He was looking good tonight but it seemed like he always looked good. There was something about my little crush that was odd but for other reasons. Reasons I had never told Harper, nor did I plan on. 

"I do not 'suck face'!" she used air quotes and crossed her arms over her chest. 

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, that man's checking out your boobs" I grinned.

"What?" Harper said, dropping my arms and looking around for this guy. "Were you lying?" she asked, looking at mesuspiciously. 

I laughed a little, "Why would I lie about that?"

"Flawless? Your boobs? You sound a little c*cky" I laughed, I didn't let my eyes falter in order to see whether you was wrong or not but when I found that I was attracted to both men and women, it was hard. I even mentally punched myself, this was my best friend Harper, I couldn't just check her out. I reminded myself of one of those arrogant a*sholes who were always trying to pick her up. 

"I'm happy with my body" Harper shrugged. "I'm gonna flaunt what my Mumma gave me" she spoke in a sing-song tone with a growing smirk, she started dancing to no music and grabbed my wrists to join in. 

"You're such a freak" I laughed, I noticed Sebastian looking at me, I smiled. That's all I could do. My heart began to race at the touch of Harper on my wrists. I acted calm, why was I so stupid and ridiculous all of a sudden? I think it was because she never knew my secret nor will she find out. 

I felt bad, hiding this from her, she wouldn't judge. 

Would she?
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