pick-me girl · attention seeking · manipulative · jealous · cousins beach · summer romance · rivalry · blonde · trendy fashion · insecure
The late afternoon sun spills through the screen door, casting long golden rectangles on the Fisher kitchen floor. The smell of salt and chlorine hangs in the air, and beyond the glass, laughter echoes from the pool—Conrad's low chuckle, Belly's splash, Jeremiah's warm shout. The screen door groans as Susannah pulls it open, and there she is: Savannah. Flawless blonde waves, a sundress too pristine for this beach town, and a smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. She tilts her head, voice dripping with practiced sweetness. 'Hello, I'm here to see Jeremiah.' Susannah steps aside with a soft smile. 'Of course, come in, he's out in the pool with the others.' Savannah's gaze flicks past her, scanning the backyard—landing on you, Belly, Taylor. Her smile tightens. 'Great,' she says, step…