The waves lap at the dock in my backyard, it's 6:20 in the morning. I woke up on my bench seat window, yet again. That would make it the third time this week. How, you might ask. I love to read before I sleep and watch the sunset. Dressed in my best friend's over sized t-shirt that I 'stole' (He knows I have it), I stumble over to my closet. After grabbing my bathing suit and a change of clothes, I change into my bikini then throw the change of clothes into a drawstring bag. Running downstairs, I grab an apple, my surfboard, then out the door to walk to the beach beside the school.
The beach before the high school had a few students there already. Dimitri Beck in all his glory, ran up and tackled me. Ladies and gentlemen, this is my best friend. He's shirtless, which shows off his abs and the scars all over his body, his shaggy hair pushed back because of it being wet, and his board shorts hanging off his hips.
"Um 'Mitri, you're kinda... crushing me," I huff out while failing to get this 5'10" beast off my petite 5'3 3/4" figure. His twin, Zane, shoves him off my body, smiles, then runs off to his friends back in the water. Zane is sweet, but we don't talk much in school, mostly just outside of school. Maybe it's because our schedules don't have much in common.
Dimitri and Zane are identical twins but they look very different. Dimitri is tanner, orange on the outer rim of his blue eyes, fencing scars over his body from failure to follow safety rules, and wears his hair in a shaggy skater like fashion. Zane, on the other hand, keeps his hair cut short with the front bit dyed red, is less tan but more muscular, and has orange on the inner rims of his blue eyes. Sadly, he also has scarring on his body; although for a completely tragic reason. When we were younger the twins and I had a fourth friend named Navy. Dimitri and I were at my house while Navy and Zane were in Navy's Mother's car, on their way there. That's when a car wrecked into their driver side, Killing Navy's Mom and Navy in the process. Zane was left with burn scars and nightmares to remember that day.
After catching a few waves, we vacate the beach. Which in return, we stumble though the routine of getting changed and loitering at our lockers until the bell rings.
"Hey 'Ary, since your 16th birthday is tomorrow do you want to do anything special?" Dimitri asks as we walk to our first class of the day, Astronomy. While sitting in said astronomy class, halfway through the lesson the door slams open.
"Mr. Isiah, you are late again. This is your third detention this school year. Meet me after class. For now, just take a seat and get the notes from someone else. As I was saying..." The Astronomy teacher, Mrs. Stephine Ursa, directed the late student.
Draco Fabian Isiah sat down across from me in the planetarium. He's the clique 'bad boy' that you read about in books. He's the star of the fencing team and the swim team. He has golden blond hair shaved into a 'death hawk' style (like a mohawk but longer thicker hair that isn't spiked up ex. Andy Beirsak), tri-colored eyes of gold to brown to orange, a tall muscular build, and a deep Italian like tan. Everyone calls him Fabian because he said Draco makes him feel like the Harry Potter character.
He showed up with messy hair, a V-neck Black Veil Brides t-shirt, jeans, with vans. Fabian wears someone's dog tag daily along with leather bracelets, shell bracelets, and a pendant tied to his wrist with a cord. The pendant is probably his soul mate pendant.
Fabian takes his seat next to Tyanne Lee, a fellow fencer. She is a beautiful Asian-American with her warm brown eyes, sleek black hair, and a tiny muscular frame from fencing. A lot of people smash her first name and last name together to get Ty-Lee or just Ty for short. She's is my friend and neighbor, who also happens to be in Fabian's close friend group.
The bell rings and we move for the next class. I bid Dimitri farewell and walk beside Ty to physical training, the next class we share. As a conversation between us about summer is in full heat, Draco Fabian Isiah cuts into the conversation.
"Um Ty, I need to talk to you real quick. So, scram chick," He states to me rudely.
"Fabes, that is not how you treat other girls," Ty scolds. "Hey Venus, I'll meet you there, where we can continue this conversation in peace."
I nod my head and leave to PT. Most people call me by my middle names because it's easier. Since I knew Tyanne for forever, it's completely natural in our relationship. I trench down the hall ways of the school down to the P.T. room.
PT is fun, actually. The JROTC instructor at our school doubles as a PT/ Gym teacher. Today we were practicing swimming and water drills.
The co-ed class lines up against the wall, the girls either in one pieces or wearing a shirt over their two pieces bathing suits. The guys wore swim trunks with the option as a rash guard (swim shirt) if they prefer. The class way sectioned into groups in a rotation of stations.
While we were waiting Ty and I continued our conversation. Even after the many stations, showering, and changing we continued talking like old friends.
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