Behind Sunglasses Poem by anais vionet

I was at a friend's pool after school.
She loaned me this impossibly tiny bathing suit
I looked at it skeptically but I didn't ask whose it was.
It smelled faintly of chlorine.
we were supposed to be alone
her older brother came home
his eyes settled on my skin
like a wash of immediate sunburn
It was awkward and thrilling to be watched
I pretended not to notice
behind my sunglasses
I ignored him
My friend noticed. 'Perv alert, let's go in.' she said.
I didn't want to go but I didn't let it show.