Lydia
It's that time of year again, camping.
I'm finally 16 years old and free of jacob.Let's just say my bestfriend cameron dallas handled that.
I click on my new phone that apple came out with this year.
I see I have a text from cameron,
from cameron:
hey, I know its hard but try to make new friends okay?to cameron:
no! I hate people!from cameron:
oh stop, you didn't hate me in 10th grade when I saved you.to cameron:
don't you dare even think to bring that up.from cameron:
sorry sorryto cameron:
I'm there.I have to go love you!from cameron:
I love you too, have a good time.We pulled into 251 and again my trailer was neatly set up with the door firmly locked.
I got in and began unpacking my clothes while I waited for my cousins to arrive.
I decided that I would go on a walk to the beach while I was waiting.
I took out my messy bun of brown hair and brushed it out.
My naturally straight hair fell perfectly to the top of my butt as I fixed the black mascara placed neatly on my long lashes making my ocean blue eyes stand out.
I check over my outfit to make sure it was good.
a blue over-sized sweat shirt, leggings, and ugg moccasins.
I grabbed my phone off the charger and begin to walk to the opening at the end of the street.
I was walking when two kids on penny boards rode by.
"hey." a boy with dark hair said.
"hi." I whispered.
I kept walking when I realized the kid was next me.
"so what's your name?" he said.
"lydia." I mumbled.
"dia?" he asked.
"lydia." I said louder.
"oh, lydia." he said and I nodded.
"how old are you?" he asked.
"16" I said.
"oh, i'm 17 and my name is jack by the way." he said.
I had to admit that jack was pretty attractive and his friend wasn't bad either.
"this is jack also." he said.
"he's also 17." he said.
"two jack's?" I questioned.
"yeah you can call me johnson though." the other spoke up.
"okay." I said.
"where are you going?" jack asked.
"to the beach." I say.
"may we join?" he asks.
"hmmm, why not?" I smirk.
We walk toward the path and I take off my shoes and socks, hiding them under a bush with the boy's penny boards.
We walk to the beach and sit in a circle and play 21 questions.
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FanfictionI looked at her with the most curiosity in my eyes as I heard her beautiful voice speak, "don't wonder, life's a waste."