Falling for Them

Beaches and Kisses

(Riley)

Waking up early in the morning is always the worst, even if my early is 11 am.

I got up and did my normal routine; shower, dry my hair, get dressed, brush my teeth, and do my makeup.

I ran down stairs only to meet my dad.

"Hey dad!"

"Hey sweetie, did you sleep well?"

"Ya I guess, hey daddy can me and Peyton go to the beach today"

"Sure princess, why not"

"Thank you daddy!" Hey don't judge I'm a daddy's girl.

"Well princess I have to go to work, don't be to rough on your step mother."

"Ugh fine!" I reply.

Okay so let me explain, my name is Riley. I'm 18 years old, I have long brown wavy hair, and I have brown almost black eyes.

Also my mother died on my sixth birthday (I know pitiful right?) so my father remarried. He married a bitch named Katherine who brought along her bratty daughter, Cassidy. My dad thinks they're kind and caring but when he's not home they release their inner bitch.

I run upstairs to put on my new baby blue ruffle bathing suit. I grab my sunglasses and a beach bag.

I head down stairs to the kitchen only to run into the one and only Cassidy

"WATCH WHERE YOU GOING BITCH!" Cassidy screams so loud I'm sure our cousins I'm Hawaii could hear.

I don't hesitate before replying, " How about this, when you stop spreading your legs for anything that walks, I'll start looking where I'm going."

"Ugh, how dare you!" She yells before storming up stairs.

After mentally giving myself a high five I head to the kitchen to pack some snacks. I made two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, grabbed a bag of salt and vinegar chips, two waters, and two sodas, then I head outside.

I put my bag in the back seat of my 2015 black Porsche, and head over to Peyton's, my best friend.  When I finally pull up to Peyton's driveway, I honk the horn letting her know I'm here. After me constantly honking the horn, she finally ran outside and jumped into the car.

"Heyyyy, are you ready to have some fun?!?!" Oh yeah I forgot to mention that Peyton is a real party girl and doesn't miss the opportunity to have fun and get drunk.

"Yea, let's go," I press the gas and speed out of her neighborhood.

"So what are we going to do before school starts. It has to be something big and crazy, or a bunch of little things that are I insane."

Like I said, she's crazy, "Um I don't know, let's just focus on having a great day at the beach."

We pull up into the the parking lot and quickly grabbed our stuff. Peyton and I finally found the perfect spot and started to set our stuff up.

"Peyton, ICE CREAM!!!" I scream make her whip her head in the direction I'm pointing in. We grab our money and race to the ice cream cart.

We are about fifth in line and the person in the front is taking forever to decide what they want.

Finally she just decided on a spongebob ice cream. The line starts to move smoothly and now Peyton is ordering a strawberry cone. She pays and I step up in line to order.

"One chocolate ice cream cone please," I say with a big smile on my face.

The ice cream dude, Larry, replies, "That would be $1.25"