Macyn.
I look around…
“The beach? But, this place is by the other beach houses. And it’s completely empty here!”
Brin seems to be amused at my confusion.
“We’re not going here! Just get out of the car and I’ll show you where.”
Benson, being the gentleman he actually is, opens my door for me. I step out and scan my surroundings
What are they up to? I thought.
The beach is separated by two walls created by some tall, bamboo-like reeds that were planted to give the surrounding beach houses more privacy.
The sun has started to turn orange; The sky has a hint of pink and purple to it.
I close my eyes and take in a deep breath, digging my feet into the sand. A light salty mist kisses my face.
Wow, this is perfect, I thought, I could stand like this for hours and just forget about everything that's wrong with my life.
I hear the waves practically singing to me, the seagulls seem to be harmonizing with it.
I am abruptly interrupted by Benson, who is tugging at my arm.
“Hey, Mace? You coming?” I feel embarrassment burning in my cheeks.
“Uh, yeah. I’m right behind you guys!” I give him a weak smile to cover my awkwardness.
I never noticed it before, but there is a path that trails across a huge sand dune down the other side into a more wooded area of the beach.
It stops at the edge where the reed wall and the woods meet.
I watch as Brinley and Benson walk ahead of me down the pathway. When we reach the reeded wall, there is a guy standing there.
I hear Brin say our names, and he checks them off his list. He pulls back the reeds for us to go through.
There is music blaring with a hint of alcohol wafting in the air.
My eyes widen as I grab Brinley’s arm.
“A party? Brin, you said it wasn’t going to be something stupid!”
She pulls my hand off and looks at me, slightly annoyed.
“I said it wasn’t that stupid. And besides, why shouldn’t we do something a little crazy? I mean, it’s our last weekend before school, let’s just have some fun! Lighten up, Macyn!”
‘Lighten up?’
Is this the same Brinley I know?
"What is she thinking?" I whisper to myself.
She would never normally do something like this... Would she?
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It Could Happen...Someday
Teen Fiction"There's no way in hell I would ever let myself fall in love again, especially with a guy like you!" Meet Macyn Brookes, a seventeen-year-old girl with no real love in her life... Except for music. After years of being boyfriend-less and brokenh...
