Chapter 2

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We threw the football around for a bit. I learned a lot about Ethan and Grayson is that span of time though. 

I learned they were also from here in New Jersey, only farther up north, closer to New York. They have an older sister named Cameron. They also told me they played a whole bunch of other sports like lacrosse and wrestling.

When we finally stopped throwing around the football we went to where their beach towels were. The boys went to lie down on the blankets when they realized there was not another towel for me.

"Here you can just use mine. I'll sit on the sand," Ethan said getting up.

"No stop it's fine. I don't mind sitting on the sand. I like sitting on it actually."

"Really? You're the only person I know that LIKES sand. You're weird. But I like you."

I blush at his statement. God, why is a complete stranger making me feel like a school girl? A very attractive and goofy stranger, but still a stranger.

Grayson went into his own little zone, lying completely on his back with his arms under his head a s he tanned. I think he was falling asleep.

"So tell me more about you. If we're gonna be best friends I'm gonna need to know all about you. Not in a creepy stalkerish way though. I'm not one of your fangirls. Sorry bud."

"Are you calling my supporters creepy? How offensive."

"Oh don't be such a drama queen."

"I'll be whoever I want to be. Maybe you're the drama queen," Ethan says over dramatically making me tilt my head to the side and laugh at his antics.

"All right. Whatever you say."

"Ok seriously now. What do you want to know," Ethan asks but then quickly adds,"But you have to answer a question from me too."

I agree and we begin volleying questions at each other.

"Full name?"

"Ethan Grant Dolan. How about you?"

"Skyler Elizabeth Ambrose."

"Your initials spell out SEA you know.

"Yeah. My parents love beachy things. Can you tell? SKYlar, SEA?"

"Better than my mom. All I got from her was the most embarrassing name in the world," Ethan said.

"Oooo what is it?"

"Hey it's mah turn now. When were you born?"

"July 30, 1999. Now answer the question. What nickname did your mom give you?" 

Ethan mumbled something incoherently under his breath.

"What was that Ethan? You're gonna have to speak louder than that."

"I said she calls me Ee-tee-wee-tee," he looks up at the sky with a scrunched up face. Godamgodam. I need to calm my tits before I get whipped by this guy.

"'Calls'? Present tense? She still calls you that?" I try to control my laughter.

"Yeah yeah whatever I think it's a, uh, snazzy nickname."

I snort and say,"Snazzy my ass. But it's adorable that you still let her call you that."

"Why ya gotta be so mean?" Ethan terribly impersonates Taylor Swift.

"Haha alright Swifty, got a girlfriend back home?" 

I selfishly don't want him to say yes. I already like him even though I just met him. This is terrible.

"Yeah I do. Her name's Julie. She's the most amazing person I've ever met. I love her so much. I don'e know what I'd be like without her in my life."

My heart sinks to the pit of my stomach as I force out an "aww". It's sickeningly sweet how he talks about her. I can't bring myself to dislike her because I don't know her. She also sounds too great to hate. Damn I seriously need to sign onto a record deal.

As if an angel came down and heard my prayers of discomfort, my phone buzzed in the pocket of my shorts. I have a new text from my mom.

It's getting late. Come home for dinner. It'll be ready in 15 minutes.

I look at the time. 6:38. Wow it's been over 3 hours. I glance at Ethan and tell him I have to be getting home. 

"Alright. I'll walk you home. Let me just wake up Gray."

I stop him frantically as an idea comes to mind. Ethan smiles deviously at me and he nods in agreement. We borrow a large bucket from a couple of kids who's beach set up was next to ours and fill it to the brim with water from the ocean. We both hold either end of the bucket as we hover over Grayson's lightly snoring figure.

"On the count of three. 1...2...3..." 

We dump the cold water onto Grayson and he jumps up fully awake and alert, screaming bloody murder. Ethan and I, on the other hand, were laughing so hard our stomachs cramped up.

"You guys suck!" Grayson exclaimed.

"Yeah but at least we get some of that unlike you,"I retort.

That just sends Ethan into even more hysterics. I laugh at my own joke as well and Grayson even joins in as well.

As our laughter died down, I told Grayson what I had told Ethan, and like his brother, he offered to walk me home. I openly accepted their offer as we walked on the sand to the main road. Seeing as I'm only about 5'2", I struggled to keep up with them. I gave up on trying to keep up and spontaneously jumped onto Ethan's back.

 On instinct, his warm calloused hands wrap around my thighs to keep me stable. Friendly gesture but not friendly enough for butterflies not to erupt in my stomach. I draped my arms around his neck as we began trailing behind Grayson who was using my longboard.

He soon slowed down and walked along at the same pace as Ethan. We were walking at a constant pace. 

When we reached my front door the twins both bent down and each gave me a tight hug.

"Can we see you again sometime? We're gonna be here the whole season," Gray asks.

"Yeah sure! I'm here all season too. What's you guys' phone numbers."

They hand me their phones as I enter my contact into their phones.

I enter SKY as my contact name for Grayson and SEA for Ethan. Grayson glances at Ethan's phone confused as to why I entered SEA instead of SKY.

"It's her initials dude."

Grayson's face clears of confusion as we say our final goodbyes. I enter the house and announce I'm home to my parents in the kitchen. I make my way up to my room and as I laid down on my bed, my phone buzzed with two notifications.

I see that I was added to a new groupchat.

hey sky it's grayson the better twin :-)

The first text says.

hey sky it's ethan the best twin of all :-)

I smile at their relationship with each other. That Julie girl is luck to call one her lover.

A/N: it's ashley again. woohoo late night updates. for me at least. thanks for reading my story. and if you're reading even the a/n (which i dont even do) then i like you(r face). ok till next chapter. peace!

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