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Everyone else went back inside, but I decided to stay inside and enjoy the view.

I haven't had a time to just...relax. I've been so anxious lately. So it's nice just to sit back and relax, even if it's three am.

But hearing the ocean again. Not being occupied by screaming children, the bustling street, and the trash disrupting it.

Of course it's still California. But shy found a really nice spot. There's hardly anyone here, compared to Manhattan.

There's less violence if you can call it that; there's a lot more here. But it's super expensive and isn't the most accepting place nor diverse.

If anything, Manhattan doesn't have the worst beaches ever. I just don't have many great memories of it, only the ones I share with my friends.

But something about here feels really nostalgic.

It reminds me of my mother. I really do miss her. She was the only reason I was happy for a while. She introduced me to surfing. Surfing was her life and it became mine too.

Watching the waves crash and the moonlight shine over it reminds me of all that.

"It's so beauitful out here.."

"It really is."

I jolted, my head shot up when I realized who it was.

Pinkie.

She looked down on me and cracked a small smile. Her washed out pink hair lightly brushed my cheeks, making my heart flutter a little.

I could see her face completely, even with her glasses sliding off her nose or there being hardly any light expect for the moon above us.

Her blue eyes almost glistened under the moonlight. Her contrasting skin made her even more captivating. Yet I'm sure she didn't put much effort when coming out.

"H-How long were you out here..?"

I chuckle nervously, trying to pull myself together.

"Not long, came out here when Twilight came back inside. She seemed a bit panicky so I was curious."

"Oh that makes sens- Wait Twilight was out here?"

"You didn't know that?"

"No..."

Pinkie sighed and slid down on to the sand. I haven't really talked to her like this in a while. I sat down next to her, scooting a little closer.

"Were you guys talking about her or something? You guys are bad friends."

I rolled my eyes.

"No Pinkie it's not like that...

I started to laugh and then realizing what I said.

Oh wait, um..-"

"It's fine, everyone calls me that anyways. No reason why you shouldn't either."

She murmured, looking away from my gaze.

Well great, I ruined it. I mean there really isn't a reason why I shouldn't, she's right. But it just feels so awkward and weird.

I mean it's not like I'm going to call her by her full name, that'd make it worse but-

I haven't said her name in such a long time..

atleast out loud.

"A-Anyways, we did kind of talk about her but it was mostly about Sunsets and Twilights relationship."

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