The next morning, we all had to meet on the beach.
Someone from behind me covered my eyes.
"Guess who?" They said, with a high pitched voice.
I giggled. "Marx?"
"Oh.. I see you're getting pretty close with him.."
I turned around to see those amazing brown eyes that I've fallen for many times.
"Oh, Hey Engel."
"What's up with you and Marx? You've been with him basically this entire trip."
"What about you and Anastasia? You've been spending a lot of time with her."
"Mila, she's amazing. She's everything I've ever wanted. I just.. she's perfect."
"Well, I'm glad you're happy." I started to turn and walk away, when he grabbed my shoulder.
"What's been up with you? Every time I see you, you seem mad at me. Did I do something? Is it because I wasn't at the campfire last night?" Engel asked.
"No Engel, of course not."
"Then what? Why is it every time I'm near you, you walk away? You've never walked way from me before, Mila."
"ENGEL! Can you help me pack, please?" Anastasia called. "..and why are you talking to her?"
"Sorry, yeah I'll help you pack. I gotta go Mila, see you later?"
"Yeah, I guess."
I Can't believe he just did that.
He walked away just in time, before the tears came out.
*******
"Hey.." Marx said, sitting down beside me.
"Hey."
"I packed your stuff for you. We're about to leave.."
I just sat there, watching the waves.
"Look.. I know you're hurting. But things will get easier. I promise."
"Are they together?" I asked, looking at him with my puffy eyes.
"I don't know. He's a hard guy to read."
I looked back at the sad, blue ocean and thought about how amazing it would be to get lost in it.
"Do you ever just wonder what it would be like to just.. live on a beach like this. All alone, where no one could hurt you? Go swimming and see all the beautiful creatures.""Sometimes." Marx answered. "But being alone isn't always a good thing."
I sniffled."Come on. We gotta get back."
Marx helped me up, and we made our way to the buses.
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