(ANDREA'S POV)
I woke up on the couch next to Mark. I got up, went into the kitchen, grabbed a jar of pickles, and helped myself to it. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mark come up behind me. He reached around me and grabbed a pickle."Hey, pickle face!" He said, and sat down next to me.
"So..." He started. "I know this is your day off from being a superstar and all, so I was thinking you might want to go to the beach?"
I nodded. "Yeah, that sounds good to me!"
We raced to our bedrooms. I slid on a tankini that was navy blue with white stripes, put a dress on over it with some go go glasses, and I was ready to go. I opened the door to see Mark waiting for me. I called Aunt Adele and told her we were going to the beach.
"Ready?" I grinned.
"You're awfully excited!" Mark pointed out.
"Well yeah, I haven't been to a beach in four years!" I exclaimed, jumping from foot-to-foot.
"Wow, I never knew that."
"You never asked!" I said, smiling."Let's go!" I yelled, skipping out the door. I got on Google Maps, and saw that the beach wasn't too far away.
"We need to go this way!" I pointed to the right.
"We're walking?" Mark asked.
"Duh! I like to walk. It helps me clear my head." He nodded. After a few minutes of walking, Mark stopped me.
"Um, speaking of clearing our minds, I just can't get this out of my head." I urged him on. "I... I like you, Andrea. I really like you. I have for years. We both had an oath not to date anyone until we're fifteen, and, well, we are.
"Are you saying you want to date me?" I asked.
"Yes! I mean... If you want to, I mean, if you even-" I cut him off by kissing him.
"Of course I like you." I smiled. "Shall we, boyfriend?"
He laughed. "We shall, girlfriend!" Soon, we were at the beach. I ran for the water, throwing my dress off as I ran.
(MARK'S POV)
That was a lot easier and harder than I had imagined. All that matters is now I have Andrea. I watched her run for the water, throwing her dress off. I chuckled and picked it up, placing it by our shoes in the sand. I watched her long brown hair bouncing as she ran."C'mon, slow poke!" She called out. I ran to join her, and made sure to splash a lot on the way in, but not too much. I knew when enough was enough.
"Mark?" She asked in the tune of 'Do You Want To Build a Snowman?' " Do you want to build a sandcastle?"
"C'mon, let's go and play!" I sang the next line, and her jaw dropped. "What?" I asked, clearly confused.
"I didn't know you could sing!"
"You never asked." I winked at her. "Let's go build that sandcastle now!"
"Okay!" She said, jumping on my back. "Onward!" she ordered, pointing her finger. I carried her to shore, and put her down. "Okay, I brought buckets." She said.
"When did you do that?" I asked.
"Before we left, silly!"
I laughed. "Okay, you give me that one, and take the other bucket and get water."
"Yes, sir!" She saluted me, and ran for the water again. I started to collect shells for the castle. I finished, and carried to bucket to where Andrea was sitting.
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Nashville(Completed)
FanficAndrea Clark was an aspiring 15 year old with a passion for music and guitar. Her passion led her to Nashville, where she hoped to be discovered. Along the way, she falls in love with her best friend, meets O2L, and so much more.