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17| BROKEN

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The beach welcomed Angelina with its rhythmic waves and the scent of salt in the air. Her long hair was tied half up with a small black ribbon as it danced in the soft breeze. Laughter echoed as the three boys played football with a tattered black and white ball, the ball rolling on the sand rapidly with each hit.

Angelina smiled as Embry came into view, his shoulder-long hair slightly wavy from the humid weather. Embry's infectious laughter filled the air, and Angelina couldn't help but steal glances at him.

'Hey guys!' Angelina smiled as the boys turned their heads to look at her, Quil being the first to hug her in greeting.

'Hey, Ang! Ready to join the game?' Quil asked, a mischievous grin playing on his face.

Angelina chuckled, glancing at the ball rolling around in the sand. 'I'll be the cheerleader today. Go, team!' she exclaimed, raising an imaginary pom-pom.

Embry grinned, tying his hair back in a low bun. 'Come on, Angelina, don't be shy. We could use your skills on the field.'

She shook her head playfully. 'I'm not sure my "skills" are up to par with your level of athleticism, Em.'

Embry nudged her gently. 'You won't know until you try.'

After some coaxing, Angelina reluctantly joined the game. The sun beat down on them, casting a golden glow over the beach. The friendly match continued, with occasional shouts and laughter punctuating the sound of the waves.

As the game progressed, Angelina found herself in the midst of the action. She kicked the ball with more enthusiasm than finesse, earning laughter from the boys. Despite her initial reluctance, the thrill of the game proved infectious, and she couldn't help but enjoy the lively atmosphere.

When the game finally came to an end, the group settled on the sand to catch their breath. Angelina's hair, now wild and tousled, framed her face as she laughed, the sound blending with the rhythmic melody of the ocean.

'You're a natural, Angelina!' Quil complimented, flopping down on the sand.

Embry nodded in agreement. 'Yeah, you surprised us there. Maybe you've been holding out on some hidden talents.'

Angelina chuckled. 'I wouldn't go that far. I think my talent lies more in appreciating the game than playing it.'

The Jacob quickly opened up Angelina's portable fridge, taking out sandwiches, done by her grandmother, for everyone to eat. They laughed and chattered as the food quickly disappeared.

Angelina's eyes widened. 'How do you guys eat so much? I brought twenty sandwiches and there's only one left!' Her voice was filled with bewilderment and teasing as the boys laughed.

Embry flashed a playful grin. 'Boys gotta eat, you know? It's in our nature.'

Angelina shook her head, still in disbelief. 'I seriously underestimated your appetite. Note to self: bring triple the sandwiches next time.'

As they enjoyed the remnants of their impromptu beach feast, the conversation shifted to lighter topics. They exchanged stories, shared anecdotes, and reveled in the simple pleasure of each other's company.