Perfection Incomplete.

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So just to be clear, although I lived on the coast of california, I was most definitely NOT  a surfer girl. I hated to surf, being forced to try it plenty of times by my parents and my awful younger brother, but I just never took to it. Jobe surfs though.

Jobe Florence is my boyfriend, and has been for the last 6 months. He was perfect in every single way. From the way his gorgeous short blonde hair danced and flowed over his forehead, his perfectly sun kissed skin that sparkled in the daylight, his generous build (he was 6'4 and quite buff), all down to his cute as a button personality and not to mention his family was the definition of polite.

I guess I was lucky he wasn't a complete douchebag like most of the boys my age, and thats what made him a million times more attractive to the whole entire female population. Given his personality, he was also so loyal to me.. he was just amazing. His bright blue eyes always shone when he was excited about something and his smile was more powerful than a 1000 watt lightbulb. Ugh... am I love sick or what?

My bestest and closest friend since we were literally in diapers is Hazel Timmins. People sometimes get us confused as twins, because we sort of look somewhat alike, although everyone's claim is that I'm still prettier. We both have longish blonde hair (down past our boobs), bluish grey eyes, a button nose and very pink lips. Were almost the same height (I'm 5'5 and shes 5'8) and because all we do is tan, we have the same skin tone too!

I don't have anymore friends as close as Hazel, but I still have tons of friends, that I see all the time around my little neighborhood on the upper coast. I love it here. I have everything I could ever want. A 15 minute car ride to a huge mall, the ocean as my backyard, a bunch of awesome people having awesome times and a gorgeous boyfriend. What else could I ask for?