Once I got home from school I helped my mam and dad unpack the last few boxes, just as we were on the last box my phone beebs
"private number huh"
I open the text and then I remembered me and kiara swapped numbers*Text *
- hey just wondering if ur still up to hanging out kiara -
"hey yeah ofc I'm still up for hanging out"
"great meet us at the wreck in 20 mins"
"-hey mam is it OK if I go hang out with some friends for a while "
"of course just keep in touch and don't put ur phone on silent u always do that!"
"yes yes I know thanks I'm heading to the wreck. BYEEE"
as I made my way to the wreck I saw a group of 3 boys they were caring golf clubs one of them caught a glimpse of me then said something to the two others and then they all looked at me I really hate when people look at me especially when I'm on my anyway I made it to the wreck and I saw a group of teenagers then I saw kiara sitting in the middle of them,
"Hazel!".
* she got up and walked towards me."hey kiara"
*No need to call em that u can just call me kie anyway are u excited to meet the lads after 8 years ik they are "
" yeah ofc I am Im just nervous "
" don't be, comon let's go over to them"
-as we walked over I could feel butterflies in my belly the closer I got the more they felt like they were growing -
"guys Hazel is here"
*JJ*
"HAZEL OMG ITS BEEN SO LONG u haven't changed a bit, well u have in some ways 😏"*John b *
"jesus Hazel how long has it been, 8 years I think it feels so much longer, it felt more like 80 years""omg it has been so long I missed ye guys"
"We were thinking we would go for a surf if ur up for one "
"yeah I am it's just i don't know how to surf I don't even own a surf board"
"don't worry JJ can teach u he's the best teacher out of us all"
"but I don't have a board"
Kie - " I have a spare if u want u can keep it I don't use it "
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§°SUMMER BREEZE °§
FantasyHazel North has moved back to outerbanks with here parents she wants to find her two best friends that she hadn't seen since she moved will she find them or even will they remember her...