We've been driving for about 10 million years. Or atleast that's how it felt. My bestfriend, Sam, drove slower than my Granna. But it's okay, she just graduated on her driving lessons. I still have 2% patience in me.
I sat next to her in the passenger seat with my feet up on the dashboard. We're about to go to the beach, cause it's already summer. I'm excited to wear my bikinis.
Meanwhile, What Makes You Beautiful is on radio. And Sam is a massive fan of One Direction, and she'll be mad if I just call her a fan, she likes me to call her a 'Directioner' Whatever. I'm not a fan of them. I just like their looks. Yeah. Hate on me.
"OMG! OMG! OMG! This is my jam, Tay! Sing with me." Sam uttered with joy that she already forgot she's driving.
"Sweet Baby Jesus, Sam. It's just a song! Go faster." I urged Sam, slaping her arms. I'm really mean, I have to admit that. But only to her, and she never find me annoying. That's why I love her.
After years. Finally! We pulled up to the resort, I can feel the summer breeze and the fresh air. The air smelled salty and wet, like it might rain seawater any second.
"This resort is big! Omg Sam, you brought me here? I love you!" I said it, hugging her. It's really huge and colorful. It looked like a private resort.
"I love you too! Thank God you liked the resort or we'll be arguing again" she smirked at me. "It's also a place where celebrities spend their summer" I was in total shock.
"Mmmmm! I really do love beach." My arms wide open, like Rose in Titanic.
"Come on, Tay! Let's change into our bikinis. I'm so excited." Sam said while running to our room.
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"Tay......"
"Mmmmm?"
"Do you think we can get hot celebrities here?" She giggled like a baby.
I laughed so hard cause I taught their is something wrong but then she's going to ask me this? Omg, Sam.
"OMG Sam! Of course we'll do, we're smokin!" I laughed and winked at her.
But to be honest, I'm not her type. I'm not easy-to-get like her. Unless, I really like the guy. Some people also said that I'm mysterious that they can't describe my personality, attitude...
After unpacking, I went straight down to the pool. There's tons of people in the beach. I'd like to spend a time alone.
Sam went straight to the beach. To flirt, obviously. Massive hot guys are there. Aha!
As soon as I got up, after doing tons of laps. I saw 3 hot guys that looks familiar to me. Maybe they're a celebrity but who cares.
The hot guy with a curly hair and green sparkly eyes sprang up. "Ladies and gentlemen-men-men." he began bowing like a circus ringmaster.
Then the other guy with a blonde hair and braces kept on laughing and chasing another hot guy with a perfect hair, muscular biceps and brown eyes.
"Come on guys!" The brown eyed guy said, trying to wriggle out of their grasp.
"Ready?" The curly haired guy said, lifting up the brown eyed guy under his armpits.
They swung the guy back and forth like he was a sack of flour.
"I hate you guys." The brown eyed guy yelled over their laughter.
While I was there, sitting, watching them. I find them cute. And I think they caught me laughing too. How embrassing.
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Summer Paradise with YOU
FanfictionA skinny, tall, long wavy brunette haired, brown eyed, 17 year old, Taylor Morris or mostly known as Tay will spend her summer with her petite, blonde haired, blue eyed, 17 year old, best friend, Samantha Stone. Her best friend brought her to privat...