After hours of riding in the car, we arrive at the beach house where we'll be staying for a whole week. The smell of sea air overwhelms me as I get out of the stuffy car. I haven't been here since I was 7. I help unload the stuff and into the house. The house is two stories high. The first floor has a kitchen, a living room and all that. The second floor has a loft and 3 rooms. One for our parents, one for Harry and the other one for Hank and I. The beds are queen sized so I'm really gonna enjoy sleeping on it. "Hey, Daniel! Can Hank and I hang around the beach?!" I shout. "Go ahead, boys!" he replies. I run out of the house, followed by Hank. The feeling of sand gives me chills from my childhood. "This. Is. Awesome." Hank mutters as he feels the water from the ocean. I'm starting to forget that we hate each other. Honestly, he isn't so bad after all. "Joseph? Is that you?" a voice asks and I immediately recognize it. "MILES!?!?" I shout. I look up to see my old best friend seven years ago. "What's up?" he says. We do a secret handshake. "Not much. You?" I ask. "Same-same." he replies. We catch up on the things we've missed about each other. "Who's he?" Hank asks. I completely forgot he existed. "Hank, this is Miles Freedman. He was my best friend when I was 7." I reply. "Nice to meet you, Hank." Miles says. They shake hands and act all friendly like. "Anyways, since you're here for a week, I'm gonna throw a 'Welcome back, Joseph,' party in honor of your name. I'll meet both of you?" he asks. "Yeah. Right, Hank?" I say. "Yup." he replies. "Great, I see you. I'm gonna set it up so have a nice rest of your day." Miles tells me and he runs off. Tonight's gonna be great.
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Hand-Cuffed to My Enemy
Teen FictionJoseph Hallows and Hank Philips hate each other. Period. But when they find out their parents are dating each other and a one week vacation to a beach happens, they have to learn to like each other. But with a twist that only Hank and his dad knows...
