BABY GIRL.

[scarlett lake.]

Her bikini didn't exactly leave much to the imagination that was for sure. She looked more like a supermodel today than she did any other day, and that was sheerly because she had a perfect all over tan and freshly died hair. Auburn locks where pulled up into a scruffy ponytail and big sunglasses covered sapphires that were labelled her eyes. Thin bodice walked upon the burning beige grains until she found a perfect spot and lay out her white beach towel before sitting herself upon the material and lookijng around at the many beach goers. she loved this place. It was her paradise. It was anyones paradise even in Winter there was sky high degrees of heat and girls permanently looked radiant. Scarlett always looked radiant. she was a pretty sought after girl reall, lots of men had lust for her and lots of men wanted her to be theirs, only one guy ever got her body though. Of course she was a model and so lots of men saw her body, but she only ever gave herself to one guy. and that was Micah. they weren't exactly a couple, more, a strong alliance. Or something. But they trusted each other with the world. They knew each other inside out and no one would ever be as close to her as he was.

Scarlett was a classy girl. Don't make no mistakes about that. she wasn't a trashy skank that gave men whatever they wanted. No Way. Please, she had her dignity. She was confident with her sexuality and knew how to work her body, but she was a sophisticated sexy, like 'Work For Me'. She wouldn't just get down and dirty with any guy, maybe she used to in the past, but, things had changed a lot since then. Recently she'd been thinking over her emotions too. Scarlett was now in her twenties. Her teen years were over, she was responsible for herself now, and she knew that so she needed to know which way she was going in life.

At the moment she was earning a reasonable amount, she was one of the top girls at the modelling agency. Her income was great. she wasn't depressed anymore. Well she hadn't been depressed in ages. Everything seemed to be going just fine. Oh, and there was a possiblity she was pregnant. Now Scarlett was on birth control, however she wasn't reliable with that, although she had been taking it just missing a few out, but the thing is, the pill can effect the menstrual cycle, sometimes your period can be up to three weeks late when your on it, however she was just over three weeks, and kind of worrying. Scarlett wouldn't exactly mind if she was pregnant, she was good with kids, and she was clean of drugs these days, well, she had the occasional fix of cocain but she'd been addicted and was slowly coming off, you can't expect to just completely stop.

What she most worried aobut though, if she was expectant, was Micah. She didn't know how he'd respond he'd either be thrilled or devestated. Scarlett loved kids sure, but if it meant losing Micah, she'd abort it, without a doubt, Micah was her life, and she couldn't raise their child without him. Because it was Micah's. She hadn't had sex with anyone aside him in over eight months. Because Micah was perfectly enough for her and she was perfectly enough for him, and people presumed they were a couple anyway.

she was lay on her front, and her bikini top was untied so her back'd get fully tanned and not leave pale marks where her bikini had been, letting out a sigh her eyes closed and she felt totally relaxed. The sun was high in the sky and there was a lot of noise on the beach, yet she still felt completely soothed. Scarlett was a deep girl really. When she was younger she'd gone through a hard time, and being an only child made it harder for her to have someone that completely understood her, that's why she was grateful of Micah. sometimes she wished she had more girl friends, but she always found tension and then when she had guy friends, she found them making moves on her and she was always like 'whoa'. She just wanted someone she knew she oculd trust and talk to, but someone that wouldn't ever anger her and then sack her off for new friends. Scarlett was getting to be a little more mature now, and she just wanted people to care for her. Especially now if she actually turned out to be pregnant.

Her legs rhythmatically kicked up and down and she breathed deeply. Her back was showing off her name that was tattooed on the lowest point in fancy writing with a tribal like deisgn and pattern around it. Kicking her legs still she connected with someone and immediately pulled herself up gasping and grabbing the little towel screwing it up and putting it over her chest, looking up at the person she just kicked, biting her lip. "Sorry." She spoke softly, with a little giggle.