When I came back from surfing in the ruff waves I sat next to my sunbathing mother. I used to think she would get cancer from how much she would tan. But, oh well, who was I telling her to stop tanning?
I texted my friend, Grace, for a while until my dad snatched my phone away from me.
"Dad!" I whined.
"Kelsey!" He mocked.
"Don't you dare," I said full of rage, with a pause between each word.
"I'll return this to you when we get home. You need to be more active. I'm not kidding," he leaves before I can respond so I just sit there thinking about what to do.
Well, there's always more surfing! But I needed get something to eat first. Last time I ate was breakfast, but I had to consider that breakfast was at five A.M and now it's 1:30 P.M. I picked up my black, leather wallet and strolled towards the empanada truck with the cute guy that looked my age.
I ordered a beef empanada with hot sauce for spicy-ness to go. When the boy gave me, not only my food, but his number.
"The name's Emmett."
"Kelsey. Well, I'll text you later!" I said with a dazzling smile. He returned it with the most perfect smile known to man kind that I knew I would never forget. And with that I left thinking of his flawless smile.
A/N: Hi Babes! I know this is still short compared to what some of you type but I'm very slow. Please forgive me! Um I've got nothing to say so bye my peoples!
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When I Met You In The Summer
Teen FictionThe name's Kelsey Morgan and this is my tragic love story. I laugh because now you have to read to really learn about this story. Please don't take any of my original ideas, because they take some work to make. Thanks!
