Chapter One: Saltwater Kisses
A slight breeze flew threw the windows of Coleson's pick up truck, as I fight off strands of hair from my face. I have my radiators on, the bright blue sky shaded to a light grey.
We were pretty close to the beach, passing by surf shops and ice cream venues. Although palm trees didn't grow here, it still felt as though it did.
It felt like driving down a vacant rode in sunny California, with sand on the side lined by rows of shady palm trees, a perfect sun giving just the right amount of shade.
I look back to Cole, his stormy grey eyes focused on the rode as he taps his fingers in the steering wheel, coinciding with the beat if some pop song in the radio.
Call me crazy, by music wasn't my thing, and it wasn't Cole's either.
I turn the volume up, blasting the song, not even paying attention to the lyrics.
"So what's the plan for today?" I ask, turning towards him. We were stopped at a red light, so Cole turns his attention to me.
"I don't know. Maybe hang out at the beach a while, get some ice cream and head over to the gang?" he replied.
"Okay, sounds good to me."
"And pretty innocent too. I'm in the mood for a little... adventure."
"Oh no, that's never good."
The light changes to green as he speeds off, cars honking in the distance. I laugh, waving my arm through the air of the open window.
The ocean comes to view as the pick up truck gets closer, the sound of waves crashing into the damp sand sounding me ears.
I loved the beach. It was the place I would always go to when I needed to get way. When I needed to be alone even though I already was.
Before I know it, Cole has parked the truck in a parking lot, paying for the ticket.
The only downside was that, if you didn't have a house on the beach, you had to pay for parking, or at least at the beach we were at. It was our secret spot.
I used to have a house on the water. I would wake up at dawn everyday, slide in my baiting suit and stroll the beach. Most of the time I didn't even swim. Then again, most of the time it was too cold too. But, that didn't stop me from taking my morning strolls.
I hop out of the truck, slamming the beat up door closed. I look down at the car, noticing how beat up it was. There were paint chipping and a few dents from former fights as well, but that's what I loved about it.
Cole gets out of the truck, grabbing our towels in the process. We never bring chairs, but I'm not really sure why. Cole always says to never bring them. They're too much of a hassle, he says.
He wraps and arm around me as we walk towards the sand, his bleach blond hair contrasting my dark brown locks.
"Ready to hit the waves?" he asked deviously, a small grin dancing on his lips.
"Yeah. Today is an amazing beach day."
"Even though it's a Tuesday?" he asked.
"Even though it's a Tuesday."
"So, after this, want to hit the shops? Snag a few trinkets?"
I roll my eyes. "Want do you mean snag a few trinkets?"
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Catching Aspen
Teen Fiction~ She was running free. She was wild. She was a lost cause. He was the only one willing to love her. But it was too late. She was gone again, and this time, someone else had her. ~
