Dizzy, Baylen, Kyle, Peej, and I were going to the beach for the day, considering the extreme heat. We were shooting for both Kyle's and Dizzy's channels that today, which means lots of fun shenanigans.
"Alright I'm leaving in the ship in fifteen minutes, you all better have your asses on board before then," Baylen yelled, as he threw some lemonade in the cooler. We all scrambled to our rooms to get ready before Baylen set sale without us.
"I'll rep your color today Dyl," I said as I held up my pink bikini to him.
"Damn, you are smoking' girl! Can I get your snap?" he asked stupidly.
"Shut up," I answered, kissing him on the cheek before running into the bathroom. Within fifteen minutes, I had my lip oil, phone, water, sunscreen, sunglasses, baseball hat, and tanning oil all in my beach bag. I sat in one of the captains chairs next to Peej and we were off, blasting music the entire way.
When we finally found the perfect spot for our stuff, we put all of our stuff down and raced to the water to swim. Baylen, Kyle, and Peej, were messing around with strangers, while Dizzy and I sat right in the crash zone. After about an hour, we went to lay on the sand and get some color. Part of Kyle's prank was to have a whole tanning set up with the little goggles and the tanning sheets, right next to where other people were tanning. It was really funny. Meanwhile, Dizzy's filmer was taking some picture for my instagram.
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"My girlfriend is so sexy, don't you think?" Dizzy said to a random 11 year old boy with a nerf football.
"Uhh...," he responded, embarrassed.
"Its okay I understand, she's not everyone's type. I get it," he answered, clapping him on the back. I mouthed "call me" to the kid behind Dizzy's back right before he ran off to his parents. We laughed as we went to the food stand, followed by Dizzy's filmer.
The little tiki bar was so cute! It had a little tv behind the counter where people drinking their beverages could watch sports. Since baseball was on, a lot of middle aged guys were having a nice beer at the bar. Finally it was our turn to order.
"Uh, could we get three orders of fries please?" Dizzy asked. All of the sudden I felt a rough hand run down my back to my thigh, pausing at my ass. I whipped around and swatted the guys hand away, giving him an outraged look.
"Excuse me!" I snap at him. I felt embarrassed and disrespected. Dizzy was already at the food pick up side of the hut so I went over to him.
"What's wrong?" he asked with a frown. The camera was still on us, but I didn't care.
"Dizzy, that guy just grabbed my ass," I told him. In less than a second, the bright and bubbly look in his eyes completely disappeared into seriousness and intimidation. Dizzy can be pretty scary when he's angry. He walked over to the man at the bar and blocked his view of the tv.
"Did you just fucking touch my girlfriend," Dizzy seethed. The man hesitated.
"Uh, no?" he answered sheepishly," look, chill bro."
"Don't tell me to fucking chill bro. What the fuck is wrong with you," Dizzy answered angrily. With one arm he pulled the guys chair out, facing him.
"I'm sorry man, look I'll leave now okay?" the guy said nervously. He slinked away down the beach to his umbrella. Dizzy relaxed his shoulders.
"Are you okay? I am so sorry, I should have been more aware," he asked, concerned. I was grateful he was so thoughtful and protective.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I won't let it ruin our day," I smiled wearily. He kissed me on the forehead and rapped an arm around me as we headed back with our fries.
