Ice Cream

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When I turn back around I see Annie and Johanna talking about getting ice cream. " how does that sound brainless ?" .

Yep you heard Johanna , brainless. She gave me that nickname because I can't focus in school and I can be pretty stupid sometimes.

" yea that's fine", we walk back to the beach to grab our stuff.

I slip my shorts and sunglasses. We pick up our towels and walk to the ice cream Stand at the beach.

We stand on line and look at the menu, I decide to get chocolate chip mint in a cup, Johanna is getting chocolate in a cone and Annie is getting strawberry in a cone.

We order and we sit at a wooden table next to the ice cream stand.

I can't even remember the last time we did this in NYC, the last time I did this was with my dad in montauk ( A/N idk if I spelled that right ) before he died.

Annie and Johanna chat while look around in my seat.

Out of the corner of my eye I see the heads.... One blonde, another bronze, and one brown.

The three surfers are on line for ice cream, once they get there ice cream the sit at a table ten feet away from us.

I turn my attention back to Annie and Johanna. " hey, look to your left" Johanna and I look to see what Annie was talking about.

" you see those three guys?" ....... So, someone else finally noticed them," the one with the brown hair is soo cute" Johanna says with a smirk.

" and the bronzed haired god is stunning " Annie says with a chuckle,

" and that blonde is sexy"

Annie comes out of her daydream about the surfer and says " do you think we have a chance with them?"

" the world may never know" I say and we head home.

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