Chapter eight<3 [part 2]

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it's long cuz i haven't uploaded in a while so here it is..-

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•*Melanie*•

We all rode in Lexi's jeep, and she practically forced Paul to sit in the passenger seat next to her.

so that left me sitting in between Damon and Tyler because they didn't like the middle seat but i didn't really mind...

Mostly because i was highly aware of Damons thigh and arm brushing against mine, making me want to get closer.

he seemed unfazed so I tried to act as if it didn't affect me and didn't look towards him.

The ride wasn't as awkward as I thought it would be.

It was sorta fun. The radio was on full blast to The All American Rejects, and every one was loudly singing along except for me and Damon.

i guess he thought he was too cool or something. But I didnt really like to sing in front of people.

Still, it was amusing and I couldn't stop laughing and smiling at Tylers ridiculously awful voice. Paul and Lexis were loud too but not as awful as him.

"-when you see my face, hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell!

when you walk my way, hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell!

Now where's your picket fence love?! and where's

that shiny car?!"they sang.

I laughed and faced towards Tyler . He stopped singing and looked at me with a wide smile, then held my hand.

I felt Damon stiffen beside me, I looked over at him and he was looking at our hands in confusion. he then met my eyes, and quickly looked away towards the window.

The song ended and Paul turned the radio down.

"okay guys , we are almost there." Paul announced.

We exited the freeway and drove down a few streets. There were alot of people walking around in swim suites and some people holding surfboards. I could see the ocean from where we were. there was a beach near by.

"is the beach right here only for surfers or something?" I asked Tyler, as I noticed the huge crowd of surfers walking towards the beach.

"nah, it's for anyone but today its some surf practice or some crap like that." Tyler answered not really interested in it.

"Its actually the surf competition dumbass."

Damon corrected his brother with annoyance.

I looked over at Damon shocked that he was actually talking, once he met my eyes he looked away.

Seriously, what was up with him and no eye contact? every time I looked at him he quickly looked away. He probably just didn't like me......for no freakin' reason!

Tyler just rolled his eyes at his brother, "whatever competition/practice ...its the same thing. plus, i'm not a surfboarding geek like you."

I quickly looked towards Damon and smiled, "wait, you surf?"

he was looking out the window while answering , "yeah."

" I surf also. So, Tyler does that make me a surf geek too?" I ask raising my eyebrows with a small smile.

Tyler laughs "no, you can't be as bad as Damon"

I laugh and turn towards Damon again, I immediately stop when I notice Damon staring at me with a curious look.

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