Nemesis: Chapter 11

The next day, Rosie had planned to go on a date with Mike to the local park. She put on her light blue strapless dress and waited impatiently for Mike to pick her up. Mike had insisted on packing the picnic hamper as he wanted to surprise the girl to which he was becoming very much attached. At twenty-two, he was a few years older than Rosie and at five foot eleven towered over his date. He spiked his dirty blond hair and occasionally worked out (but never often enough). Kind and diligent he was very much a gentleman; he thought that Rosie was way out of his league. He possessed a natural charm and had an easy-going attitude. Fantastic with kids and great under pressure, qualities vital for his job as a nurse, his greatest flaw was that he shied away from conflict and often struggled to say no. Rosie liked him for his self-effacing attitude; he found her witty, warm and generous. As a child, he had been into the gunge gameshows on TV, so was delighted to hear that Rosie had applied to go on the brand-new show. His interest in wam, lying dormant for years had been rekindled, but he hadn't yet found the right time to let Rosie know his secret.

Mike lay his picnic blanket down in the midday sun. Having prepared beforehand, he had found a secluded, yet unshaded corner of the park hidden away from all the braying kids and tourists. Rosie lay down, looked up at the cloudless sky and sighed. He surprised Rosie with a bouquet of pink roses which he carefully placed in a vase. To his annoyance, Mike began to sneeze. Had he forgotten to take his anti-histamines this morning? He thought he had, it must just be a very high pollen count. He brought out a bottle of prosecco and handed Rosie a flute. She sat up ready for Mike to pour her a glass. Mike uncorked the bottle and began to pour. But just as he did so, he heavily sneezed. Losing control of the bottle, he poured three quarters of it all over his unfortunate date. Hit square in the face and on the chest, unlucky Rosie was soaked.

Mike was horrified, he wanted to be swallowed up by a hole, but looking at his dripping, glistening date, he couldn't help but feel turned on. He looked at Rosie for encouragement. Rosie smiled and bent forward as if to kiss him. Instead, she playfully tried to grab the bottle of prosecco and pour the remainder of the contents on her date. Sadly, Mike saw through this plan; right at the last second, he tipped the remaining prosecco directly over Rosie's head. To his relief, Rosie quickly forgave him and kissed him as she wiped the wine from her bare neck and shoulders.

Their joy however was short lived, as who should come strolling through the park but Jessica. Jessica was wearing a pink backless skater dress. Rosie couldn't help but notice that Jessica's skirt was so short that you could almost see her underwear, but then again, her own hemline was riskily high. As she moved closer, Rosie could also see that Jessica's skimpy dress gave everyone looking a brief glimpse of side boob. Goodness, was she not wearing a bra? Having rejected Mia's advances, Jessica had redoubled her efforts to gain a boyfriend. Of her group of friends, she had never really been that close to Rosie, there had been a level of jealousy and animosity brewing between the pair for a long time. Only their attachment to Mia kept them in the same social circles. Jessica had decided that Mike would be a fantastic catch. There was only one problem, he was already Rosie's boyfriend. Perhaps that's what made him so desirable, he was off limits, he was forbidden. Jessica was an attractive girl, she could have had anyone, but to steal Mike away from Rosie would be the ultimate victory.

She'd overheard from Mia about Mike and Rosie's planned date at the park and planned to sabotage their afternoon. She hadn't forgiven Rosie for being such a bitch when the TV crew came around, this was her way of getting her own back. It had taken her ten minutes to find them and cursed when she saw them kissing. Was she too late? But then she noticed that Rosie appeared to be covered in wine, perhaps their date wouldn't be too hard to ruin after all. "Why hello Rosie, fancy seeing you here" Jessica beamed. "Having a quick lunch, are you? I'm starving, do you mind if I join you?", Mike stammered, he wanted the teenager to go away, but being too nice he couldn't say no. Rosie was enraged, but didn't want to seem like a bitch in front of Mike. She was annoyed at his timidity but was quick to forgive him. Jessica sat down next to Mike. As she did so, Rosie confirmed that the redhead was indeed not wearing a bra and to make matters worse was appearing to flaunt her side boob right into Mike's face.

Fortunately, Mike had packed enough sandwiches for the three of them and they ate their lunch in uncomfortable silence, interjected by Jessica's inane boasts about her morning. Mike unpacked a strawberry cheesecake that he had kept cool in his icebox. Jessica continued to flirt with Mike, who thankfully seemed oblivious to the younger girl's charms. Rosie had had enough. Jessica was clearly trying to ruin her date. She picked up the cheesecake and shaped to throw it at the redhead, who quickly recoiled in shock. Thankfully Mike stepped in and stopped her. He took it from her grasp and settled it down on the picnic rug. As much as he secretly desired to see the teenager gain her messy deserves, he didn't want her to ruin his date any further. Plucking up the courage, he told Jessica in no uncertain terms that Rosie and he were on a date and would now like some privacy.

Proud of her victory, Rosie simpered and smirked. Turning, she kissed Mike on the cheek. A few seconds later, she would grow to regret this decision. For Jessica took advantage of Rosie being off her guard, albeit momentarily and smashed the cheesecake into her face. Strawberry sauce splattered over her cheeks and cheese stuck to her nose and forehead. She was humiliated, she wanted to cry, but couldn't give the bitch the satisfaction. Jessica ran off triumphant. Mike wiped the cheesecake from her face and asked her if she wanted to go home, but Rosie refused, to do so would be to let Jessica win.

Having removed as many of the strawberry stains from her dress as she could, Rosie breathed deeply and regained her composure. The couple packed up their basket and headed towards the nearest ice cream van. As Mike packed the picnic basket back in the car, Rosie began her order. Disappointed that they were out of toffee flavour, Rosie ordered two scoops of cookies and cream. Rosie took a double check at the six-foot blonde boy serving the ice cream, she thought she vaguely recognised him from Georgia, Jessica and Mia's year at school. "Would you like any chocolate or raspberry sauce on your ice cream?" he asked as he handed her the cone. "No thanks", she replied sweetly. "Sure, you do", Steve, smirked as he squirted the two bottles of sauce over Rosie's face. Waving her hands frantically trying to block the deluge she thought "Jessica's clearly promised him some sexual favours in return for humiliating me. What a slut." Chocolate sauce seeped into her top, the raspberry sauce made it look like she had a nosebleed. Mike came running over enraged, but Rosie, not wanting to attract any more attention to herself calmed him down. Once again, she rejected his pleas to end the date and they ate their ice creams in near silence.

Desperate to break the silence, Mike suggested that they hire a rowing boat out on the lake. Rosie thought it romantic and agreed. Mike was a strong rower so Rosie relaxed on the other end of the boat in the sun. "You look beautiful Rosie" Mike began. "Don't worry about getting messy, in fact I think you look rather sexy covered in cheesecake, if you don't mind me saying so. That Jessica girl is deeply unpleasant, I can't believe that your sister hangs around with her, I really don't." Rosie began to perk up, perhaps the afternoon could be saved after all. For one thing, the redhead's actions had turned Mike against her, there was no chance of her stealing him away from her now. "Hey would you like to have a go at rowing, it's not that difficult once you know how. Look, I'll show you", suggested Mike. Feeling confident, Rosie took up the challenge, but found it far more difficult than she imagined. If anything, they were going around in circles as she clumsily splashed at the water with the oars.

Just then, Mike spied, over Rosie's shoulder, the most terrible sight. Jessica, with Steve, from the ice cream stand, had taken a paddle boat out onto the lake and they were heading straight for them. Realising what was happening, Rosie doubled her efforts to row in straight line, but it was no good. Jessica was catching her up quick; what did she want now? "Woo hoo", cried Jessica, "What are you two love birds up to?" Jessica had given up on Mike but had Steve from school wrapped around her little finger; he had always fancied her. High on the humiliation that she had given Rosie earlier, she was intent on causing as much havoc as possible. Realising that there was no escape, Rosie stopped trying to row and stood up. "Go away Jessica, just leave me in peace" she shouted. "I have just as much a right to be out here as you" Jessica laughed as she came closer. In fact, Jessica and Steve tried to ram Rosie's boat, in an effort to knock her into the lake.

Enraged, Rosie only just kept her balance. "Stay away from me, stay away from my sister, it was cruel of you to lead her on" she cried. "I did no such thing" Jessica replied. "Mia is my best friend, whatever you do, whatever you say, you can't drive a wedge between us." With this, Jessica stood up and tried to push Rosie into the water. Being stronger, Rosie resisted and pushed back. Suddenly, the two girls toppled into the water. Completely submerged for a few seconds they resurfaced only to begin fighting and slapping each other in tragicomedy fashion. With the water almost up to their waists, the hemlines of their skirts were only just visible above the surface of the lake water.

Having pushed Jessica back under the water, Rosie held her under by clutching at her ginger locks. She was satisfied with her pyrrhic victory. Rosie turned and tried to clamber back into her boat. Jessica regained her footing and grabbed at Rosie's legs, trying to stop her. Feeling evil, Jessica tried to grab at Rosie's knickers to pull them down and humiliate her in front of the two men. She grabbed at her left leg, just missing her target. Fortunately, Mike helped Rosie out of the water in the nick of time and she readjusted her skirt.

Jessica simpered in the water. She shook her hair and made her way back to her boat. Her dress, under the weight of the water was beginning to pull apart. To make matters worse, her expensive sandals were lost at the bottom of the lake. Distracted by the amount of side boob on show, Steve made no effort to help her back into the boat. By now, the boats had floated a few metres apart. Sensing her chance, Rosie jumped back into the water and made for the teenager. As Jessica tried to haul herself back up Rosie grabbed at her legs. Worn out from fighting, Jessica struggled to clamber up. Rosie lifted up her skirt and yanked down her knickers. The commotion had drawn a crowd at the edge of the lake. Jessica's behind was now all on show to an audience of at least a dozen.

Now commando, Jessica slipped back into the lake. She patted down her dress to hide her modesty. She could hear wolf whistles from the edge of the lake, she hoped that no teenage boys were watching. She turned and clawed at Rosie. But Rosie was bigger and stronger. She ripped at Jessica's damaged dress and tore it clean off. Jessica took a few seconds to realise that she was standing completely in the nude in the middle of a public park. She tried to cover her dignity but to no avail. Her dress was destroyed. It sank to the bottom of the lake, gone forever along with her underwear. She turned to Steve who sat there enraptured by the sight of the redhead in the nude. Her cute butt available to the world. Her red hair glistened down the small of her back.

Rosie caught Mike staring at the naked teenager. For this one time only she didn't mind, any red-blooded male would have done the same. "You can forget about what I promised you earlier", shouted Jessica to Steve. "No problem" he replied, before turning around the paddle boat and heading back to the edge of the lake. Running out of options, Jessica turned to Rosie only to see her viciously shake her head. Under Rosie's instruction, Mike tentatively started rowing away from the teenager.

Clutching at her breasts, Jessica crouched down submerging the bottom half of her body under the lake. She watched in horror as a couple of boys swiftly hired a pedalo and began to row over. "Oh no", cried Mike, trying to hide his face. For who did he see on the water's edge but his younger brother Luke? He steered the row boat so that they would return to the opposite side of the lake. Surely there was no way that he hadn't seen him? Jessica tried to swim to the edge of the lake, giving the boys a clearer view of her behind. Rosie took one long stare at her rival and smiled. Her date had not been such a disaster after all.