Audree POV
It had been a few days since Austin got back from Ohio and he had been acting. Soo. Weird. Like, weirder than Noah, and that's saying something. Sometimes he would start rambling about us and stop out of no where. Or he would just stare at me without saying anything at all for a long time. Like I said, weird.
Actually, it's been a few weeks now that I think about it. Prom was next Saturday, and 3 weeks after that I would graduate! It was great thinking about how soon I'd spend my entire summer with Austin Carlile and his band. Even if it was only Ohio, it didn't matter, it would just be me and him, the two best friends in the entire world getting into mischeif and trouble. I'd come back to community college, which sucked, but I had a offer to work under a photographer, so it wasn't all bad.
Today wouldn't be bad either, cause me, Austin, Roman and Noah were going to the beach to go surf the entire day with Aunt Leah. We hadn't had outings like this in a while, and I was literally skipping around and twirling as I got ready to go in my bedroom.
Good thing it was just me.
I put my wetsuit in my tote and sang quietly along to a song that was playing on the little iPod port I had. I looked and saw I had my sunglasses, lotion, wetsuit, money and an endless supply of snacks. And a beach blanket. Finally, I realized I had to put on my bathing suit. For some reason, I felt nervous as I looked at myself in the full length mirror after I had changed into it. I was pale enough already, but I looked like a ghost in an all black bathing suit. For some peculiar reason, everyone in Huntington beach had been given the gene to tan, while I burnt like a marshmallow. Even my brother turned golden under the sun!
But my complexion wasn't the only thing bothering me...I just didn't like the way the bathing suit looked on me. It seemed to show more skin than I rremembered, and I was so shy around Austin for some reason with the whole awkward atmosphere that has been present ever since he came back. I simply couldn't put my finger on it, but it bothered me so much. On top of that, I got looks from Aunt Leah all the time when Austin was around. It was that kind of look someone gives you when they're frustrated that you haven't done anything yet. But what, what did that woman possibly want me to do?! I swear, everyone is just so strange nowadays.
I decided to put sunblock on, knowing myself I'd probably forget about it and end up looking like Mr. Krabs later. Then I put on shorts and a blink 182 hoodie and got everything and headed out and downstairs. I went to the kitchen and saw Aunt Leah shoveling food into some large bag on the counter. I looked around "Where is my older sibling, Auntie dearest?"
"In the bathroom getting ready, dearest niece." I groaned. "I swear, he can be such a girl."
My Auntie turned and look directly at me. "Hey, sweetie, can I ask you something?"
I could feel weirdness already settling in. "Uh, yeah?"
"What do you think of Austin's girlfriend? I'm curious."
Wait. What. "Umm. I guess she's nice. She's like his age or something like that. I've met her a few times and she gave me a hug once. She's pretty too..." I was looking out the kitchen window. Kate's smiling face was visualized from my memory. If she wasn't dating Austin, I could imagine being good friends with her, perhaps.
"Oh , is she, really? What does she look like?" I could hear her voice get a little higher.
"Er, she has like caramel, wavy brown hair that's a little longer than mine. She has light brown eyes, nice white teeth, healthy, tan skin that's like all smooth. She's athletic and is probably 5'10 or something like that....she looks like a model."
I wanted to hate her, but I couldn't. She was nice all those times I met her and funny and really tried to get on my good side. It didn't help that she looked like a freaking Victoria's secret angel, either. But I kept those feelings to myself. It wouldn't change anything if I tried to dislike her.
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