My school bag was heavy due to our planned beach trip after school. Lana had phoned the night before and asked me to go to the beach with her and the two new additions to the table. My original answer to her question was a firm no when I found out Stone was going but then Lana begged, and I finally gave in.

I started to dig my hands deeper into my bag when I could not find my gym shirt. The bag was packed full of my beach towel and my bikini that I was struggling to find my gym clothes.

"What are you looking for?" Lana asked, noticing my struggle.

"My t-shirt." I laughed because I was stressed while continuing to search my bag "This is your fault. I would not have had a full bag today if I was not getting dragged to the beach."

"You need to come." She sighed before adding "Stone is coming too and he only talks to you."

"He does not only talk to me." I argued.

"Yes. He does." Lana affirmed, "The most I have heard him say is Medusa."

Letting out a huff, I changed the subject "Gym for the first class of the day should be a crime. Gym in general should be a crime."

I released a sigh of relief when I finally found my gym shirt. I pulled it over my head and yanked it down but then I stopped.

The material of my shirt stretched to the bottom of my chest and went no further.

After yanking at it again and it did not budge, I cursed.

Lana studied my midsection and raised one of her light eyebrows "Ella, is your shirt meant to be that tiny?"

"No." I whined before concluding "It must have accidentally shrunk in the washing machine."

My favourite skull shirt barely made it past my boobs. If I raised my arms the tiniest bit, then I would end up flashing everyone my bra.

At the sight of the skeleton head on my chest that looked less like a head and more like a white spot due to the shortness of the material, Lana held her stomach as she began laughing.

"This is not funny, Lana. The t-shirt is teensy." I covered my face with my hands and groaned.

"Do you have a spare?" She quietly questioned while offering me a sympathetic smile.

I shook my head and let out a sigh "What am I going to do?"

"Come on." Lana tried to keep her tone affirmative as she encouraged me "It looks fine."

I was about to argue with her, but it was too late because Lana grabbed my arm and guided me out of the changing room and into the gym hall.