Love Me Sweetly (TEACHER/STUDENT)

Chapter 4 - Play me hard

Enjoyyyyyy!!!! TRACY on the side as emma stone! the blonde version!!  A/N at the end 

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"Either you get out or we drag you out." Peyton said while parking the car in front of the beach gates. She gave me an odd look before saying, "Or we can just lock you inside with no AC." She turned around from the drivers seat and winked playfully at me.

Pure evil.

"This is abuse." I crossed my arms around my chest in a stubborn manner. All I wanted to do was sleep off this hangover.

"And this, my friend, is called living life." Tracy whispered before she hopped out of the car. She spread her arms apart soaking in all the sun she can. Most of her tan skin was exposed only covered by a crop top showing off her flat stomach and denim short shorts.

My childish side finally gave up but the stubborn look was still on my face and my arm folded around my chest. "This is against my free will. I see no point in watch the girl that beat you guys last year play today"

"HA! You just want to mend your hangover from last night." Tracy said giving me a knowing wink. She would guess why I really want to stay home and not be out in the blazing sun that stung my eyes giving me a larger headache. Tracy sucks it up when she has a hangover mean while I like to stay in the comfort of my room and sleep it out.  

"Yeah yeah we know about that freedom of whatever bull crap." Tracy waved her hands around dismissively, "The sun is wonderful Skye! Come on and get out! I'm sure your headache won't be as bad."

I'm sure with the bright sun against my eyes will make the minor headache ten times worse but like the big girl I am I sucked it up and just groaned annoyingly. The only reason I'm even agreeing to this is because it's the beach for crying out load! 

"Come one." Peyton smiled widely at me showing her  perfect straight teeth, courtesy to the orthodontist

Seconds later she jumps out of the car and smiled up at the sky, I follow soon after and instantly felt the warmth of the sun against my skin. Tracy being the girl she is made me go back upstairs after lecturing me for 2o minutes about how I can't wear a t-shirt to the beach no matter what. I now wore one of the bikini tops I left this summer in Peyton's closet and a short open flowy jean jacket that ended where my belly button started. I didn't bother changing out of the practice shorts I had on earlier, it actually looked pretty good with the rest of the clothing I had on.

 My distaste for coming here came from seeing Becky Ford and the headache. The headache I can easily push to the side but an annoying brat is something I can't.

Any other game or team I would have come in a heart beat but Becky is living and walking prove that the Viciously Scared aren't the best. We haven't won a championship in the past two years and to make it worse Becky never forgot to remind us. I hate having my ego shut down because of some over weighted gorilla piece of crap that loves to hate me.

"Isn't this just amazing?" Tracy cooed beside me, bumping my shoulder with her's. I pushed the mean thoughts of Becky to the back of my mind and focused on what's in front of me.

The entrance to the beach had a big wooded gate arch that had a hugh welcome sign above it. There was nothing special about it. To the side was a shack where we can rent surfing boards and other things we might need. Once you get deeper into the beach your feet will sink into the white sand and soon you'll feel the need to throw away your shoes.

"Amazing." I echoes. My tone wasn't as flat as I wanted it to be but by now I didn't care. The sun was on my skin radiating warmth on my stomach and bare legs. The wind blew my light brown hair around and most of all I'm at the beach making me feel at peace. My favorite