Good Girl Gone To Fall In Love (BOOK 3)

Chapter 3

The sun blared out through my window, seeing as I left it open last night, and the sound of the waves crashing was soothing. My alarm woke me up and I quickly fumbled to turn it off just incase Vivian was a light sleeper and was woken up by it. I sighed and got right to work since I only had fifteen minutes to get a full hour at the beach. I got my white lace bikini top with black bottoms and black and white stripped flip flops. I put them on and got a white crochet coverup to put on top. I packed a towel, my phone, and pepper spray in my bag and threw it out the window.

I looked out my window and gasped at how high I was. I considered backing out, but then I realized I already through my bag out. I sighed and put one leg out and onto the ledge. I sucked in a breath and pulled myself out of my room and onto the ledge. It wasn't a big ledge, but it was big enough to slowly walk sideways to the ladder; and that's exactly what I did. Making sure not to look down, I lowered myself onto the ladder and climbed down. Once I was at the end of the ladder, I took a deep breath and jumped to the closest tree. I hung onto it and slowly lowered myself, branch by branch.

Finally, I touched the bottom of the tree and felt the sand between my toes. I sighed in relief and rushed to get my bag. Once I did, I laid my towel on the sand, close to my room window, and took off the coverup. I slipped off my flip flops and ran towards the water. I splashed a little and when I was deep enough I dove right under. I let a wave crash above me and then I rose to the surface. I looked out ahead and saw another wave coming. I counted to six and let the wave crash on me. I did the same for the next one too.

"Six seconds," I said to myself. I swam a little and let the waves take me a bit farther out to sea, but I could still touch the floor. When I was done, I decided to rest on the water. I crossed my legs and let myself sit and float on top of the water like I did in San Fransisco. I took the time to look around a bit, even though I was mostly looking at water.

There were a few boats from what I saw. There was no one on the beach from what I had saw last, just sand and trees. The sun was beaming against my cold skin and warmed up my wet face. I sighed and decided to head back to my things and check the time so I was back on time. I wouldn't even get the full forty five minutes to get ready since I'm heading back at seven.

Suddenly, a pair of strong arms grabbed my waist and images of Justin in San Fransisco popped into my head. The kisses, the fights, him in general. The way he talked to me like I was the only one who mattered; but it was all a lie. He played me so many times. And now it seems like he found me again.

I screamed and started to splash water on the mystery person. They let go of my waist so I was able to turn around and see who it was. When I turned around I saw a boy my age smirking at me. He had brown, messy hair with mysterious blue looking eyes, they almost looked like glass. His lips were the perfect shade of pink and all I wanted to do was kiss them.

"Who the hell are you?" I asked. I tried to act brave, but deep down I was scared for dear life.

"Someone who is dying to get to know you better," he said in an american accent; although I could hear a slight italian accent.

"Sorry buddy, I'm not up for it. Bye," I said quickly and started to swim to shore. I could hear him following me so I swam faster until I had to start walking on my feet. I could hear his faint splashes as I got to shore but I refused to look back and see his, probably, amazing body.

I put my cover up back on and slipped on my flip flops. I grabbed my bag, after putting my towel in it, and rushed off to the tree. Suddenly, I felt someone pick me up and cover my mouth. I tried to lick, and bite, and scream but it was no good. He set me down against the wall and started kissing my neck.

There was no one else around so I was completely vulnerable. I tried pushing him off but he was to strong. Feeling like I lost all hope and I was going to die right then and there I remembered one thing, pepper spray. My bag was still slug onto my shoulders so I ever so subtly brought my right hand to my left side and slipped it into the bag. I found the pepper spray immediately and without even thinking I sprayed it into his face.