Chapter 8 - "Get fucking off of her."

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Valerie's POVI turned over to lay on my stomach and tan my back

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Valerie's POV
I turned over to lay on my stomach and tan my back.

I've probably been tanning for 15 minutes on my stomach. It is usually more but since I didn't have my normal tanning sunscreen, I decided to play it safe and try not to sunburn.

The boys finally decided to rest. Miguel was on my right side and then there was Tristan, then Brady, then Mason.

They were just doing their phones while me, Maddy, and Becca were tanning.

"Why do girls like tanning so much?" Miguel suddenly asked.

I turned towards him. "Huh?" I didn't hear what he said since I was half asleep.

"Why do girls like to tan?" He repeated. "I don't see a point in it."

I shrugged. "I don't know. I guess it just feels nice and makes us feel prettier." I looked away from him and back to the sand in front of me.

He spoke up again which made me turn to him again. "Y'know, you don't need to be tan to be pretty. You're naturally pretty without it." He smiled.

I smiled back. "Thanks. Y'know, I'm really liking nice Miguel way more than the evil demon Miguel."

He held his hand up to his heart and acted offended. "Evil demon Miguel? How dare you. I've always been such an angel."

"Sure," I nodded sarcastically, "Guess you could say that."

"Yeah," he chuckled. Then there was silence. "Did you know," he started, "when we were younger I had a crush on you."

(Valerie's flashback starts)

"Hey Vally!" Miguel yelled to me as I was on the swings.

"Hi Mikey!" I shouted back.

"I just wanted to ask you. Do you like any boys? He kneeled against the swing set's pole.

"No." I stated.

"Oh. Well that's a bummer because I like you. Wait... does that mean..."

(Valerie's flashback ends)

I quickly sat up. I do know. But he doesn't remember. "Um...no yeah—I mean—totally. Totally not. No clue." I stuttered as I took a breath between every two words.

"Are you okay Vally?" He asked concerned. There it was again. He still just doesn't know it. Because he doesn't know anything. He totally clueless. Like a goldfish.

I just stared at him with my mouth open but no words coming out. Like I was trying to talk but the words were being pulled back. "I-uh-um" I reached into my bag. "I just need some water." I grabbed my water bottle and took a gulp.

He looked at me skeptically as if I was insane. "Uh huh, yeah, sure." He said before he went back to his phone.

Well that was close. I laid down on my stomach again.

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