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If you can, listen to Lost in Japan by Shawn Mendes and Zedd as you read this chapter.
I absolutely love that song and it fits the chapter well.
Read on to find out how👀👀👀
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"Do you got plans tonight?
I was hoping I could get lost
in your paradise."
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-Shawn Mendes
(Lost in Japan)Phineas
The beach.
I thought she'd mention a restaurant or something like that, but she said the beach.
And there couldn't have been a more perfect answer.
Not wanting to be late, I got there at 6:55 and stood waiting.
The sun was going down, and the sky was a blend of oranges, yellow and pinks, flowing into darker shades of purple and blue.
"You're here early."
I turned to see Chetachi, wearing a gray hoodie, which had the word Bangtan in pink on it, and matching shorts.
I almost sighed in relief.
I'd hoped my white t-shirt, black sweat pants and slides weren't too casual.
"You're early too," I said in reply.
She smiled, tucking a loose braid into the messy bun she'd held her hair in.
Chetachi is, without a doubt, the most beautiful girl I've ever seen.
She has a flawless brown complexion and an architectural perfection to her face.
A Roman nose and full, luscious lips.
Her eyes were attractively thin; crinkling adorably whenever she laughed or smiled.
They were a dazzling, piercing hazel color that caught the light of the setting sun.
She was on the slim side of thicc, with long legs and slender curves.
Gorgeous.
"Did you drive or where you dropped off?" I asked.
"Neither, my house is just over there."
She pointed to one of the mansions across the road from the beach.
"Now I know where you live," I said with a smile.
She raised an eyebrow. "Stalker much?"
I laughed. "Wanna grab a smoothie?"
"Sure."
We both started walking towards 'Smoothies 'R' Us', a popular juice bar at the beach.
Azikiwe, the feisty tomboy of our set, worked at this particular branch.
"My friends think this is a date," Chetachi said as we walked.
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