I can't believe it, I thought when we would get to the beach Amy would at least give me a 5 second warning before running off but nope, as soon as we got there she ran off to God knows where.
"And then there was two, aha" I say under my breath, he looks over at me and asks, "What do you wanna do now?" "Erm we can--" "HEYY TOBSTER!! someone I didn't really recognize yelled, "AYYYY MATHEW WADDUP!" Toby yelled back, getting out of the car.
I think it was pretty stupid of them to have been yelling considering the fact that they are like 5 feet apart . Anyways, Toby left to go talk to Mathew and I was just sitting there, awkwardly looking out at everyone trying to figure out what I'm going to do next.
"Hey, Jones." I instantly recognized who had said that.. Evan! "Hey Johnson!" I called him by his last name just like he has done with mine. "Touché." he replied with a smirk. "Anyways, me and a couple of friends are playing Beach Volleyball and I was wondering if you wanted to play with us? Oh and you are the best female player I've ever seen!" he said with the cutest grin on his face.
"Uhm.. thanks.. uhm I-I would love to p-play volleyball with you.. oh and everyone else." I told him. I bet he could tell how bad I'm blushing. Damn why do I have to blush so easily, especially when he's around.
"You keep blushing." he tells me with a smirk, "Oh fuck," I mutter under my breath, "I'm uhm sorry.." I say very embarrassed. "Don't be sorry, you look cute when you blush." he tells me again, still smirking. FUCK YEAH! SECOND TIME HE'S TOLD ME THAT! THANK YOU LORD FOR MAKING ME SO FUCKING CUTE! ESPECIALLY WHEN I BLUSH.
I absentmindedly start smirking thinking about what he's said, "Come on." he tells me while taking my hand and guiding me to where they're playing. I try so hard to ignore how warm his hands are against mine but I guess my heart doesn't want to ignore it and starts beating like a mad man.
You could say we were practically holding hands while walking but I couldn't care, plus, I didn't want it to stop.. We kept walking then finally reached it. I looked around, looking to see if there were people that I actually talked to were there; sadly, it was most of Evan's friends not that I had anything against them I just wanted a friend of mine to be there. I did see someone I recognized immediately.. Rachel Barrings....
She was smart, pretty, popular and could get any guy she wanted, but, she had a horrible personality, she was so rude to anyone that wasn't either popular or apart of her "group" She also dated Evan but they broke up a while ago, she can't get it through her thick skull though that they're over, whatever, some people just don't like facing the facts.
Anyways we started a round and my team was actually pretty good, I just realized how amazing Evan really is in volleyball and how well he played, like a professional. We played for what seemed like forever but a great forever, I also didn't mind because I love volleyball and I could play for as long as I could.
I get so lost in the game I don't notice how late it's getting. After about another hour we decided to take a break and started a bonfire. It's then that I notice that some people have been drinking.. I hope Toby hasn't, he's our ride home and I hope Amy hasn't either or her parents will kill her.
We were all enjoying ourselves, talking to whoever the hell we wanted, not caring if they were popular or not then someone decided we should play Spin the Bottle. I didn't really want to play because I honestly haven't had my first kiss but I didn't want to seem like a buzz kill so of course I decided to play. Before playing though, I looked at the time and it was about 9:50.. I didn't realized how late it really was.
The first round was okay and I was glad there was so many people so my turn didn't come quickly. I looked around the circle, trying to find Amy and Toby.
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Mr. Popular or My Bestfriend
Teen FictionIt all began with this guy, Evan Johnson, the love of my life. I spent day and night thinking about him, he never left my mind. He was tall, well at least taller than me, he had nice sky blue eyes, dirty blonde hair and had an amazing personality, p...