Chapter 1

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*Kayden's POV*

"So where are we going?" I asked Porter as he started to pull out of the drive way.

"To the beach up in San Clemente," he replied.

"Sweet," I replied. I decided to go onto my phone on social media to past the time. Not much was happening this Saturday morning.

"Bro, how much longer? Im ready to get out," Hunter said to Porter.

"Calm down, we're almost here." A couple turns more and we were set free from the car. The six of us piled out, instantly stripping our shirts off.

Porter, knowing that we were going to the beach brought a boogie board where he instantly ran up the water, rode the board against a wave and flew up in the air doing a flip before smacking the water.

The rest of the boys dropped their shirts on the beach and ran into the water.

I studied the beach for any girls. Many, young, old and teenage girls were laying on towels and talking. None of them were very appealing.

It just wasnt a babe day. I dropped my shirt in the pile and joined the guys in the water. We wrestled and threw eachother and body surfed until our bodies ached and the salt chiseled away at our skin.

We decided to take a walk before going home, as the sun was starting to go down.

We walked, some hot girls passing, but mostly liked to look at the older guys, Porter, Hunter, Beckett, Apollo, and even Javen who was only 16.

We came across a group of people, about 2 girls and 3 boys. They looked raggy and tired, but glad to be with eachother. A wide circle was drawn out in the sand, and two of the group was wrestling, one boy and one girl, as the other three were cheering them on.

We all stopped in our tracks to watch the scene play out. The girl made one wrong move as the tall male clamped her arms down and pinned her.

They both got up, shaking the sand from their bodies. The male had unresponsive brown eyes and curly, long sandy hair.

The girl had soft features, that could either make her look badass or an innocent goody-two-shoes. Her eyes were a light green that reflected the sun beautifully and she tied her gross long wavy brown hair in a bun.

For some reason, I didn't want to get together with her, but I wanted to be bestfriends with her. Like one of the guys.

Apollo smacked my side as the group started running into the water. We moved to the side and the raggy gang passed us. A whiff of body odor, grime and smoke flowed after them, which squeezed all of our faces tight.

The girl and I quickly made eye contact as she smiled at me. I smiled back as the group ran back up to the wrestling circle, grabbed their bags and heades into the city.

"I dont know who you were looking at, but whoosh was that girl hot!" Beckett sighed.

"Which one?" I asked.

"The one with the long brown hair, brown eyes." Good not the one I was looking out. I let a sigh out as I watched their sillohuete dissapear.

"So whose up for some dusk swimming?" Hunter asked as he dove into the water, barely skimming the sand.

We swam for another half an our before heading home at night.

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