What I Think About Love

Beach Please!

The next day I decided to go for a town tour. I wanted to see the beach. I really like the ocean. It's calming. When I'm out there, sitting on the edge of the water with my legs inside, it's like all of my worries and thoughts are pulled inside with every upcoming wave. There's nothing more mysterious than the ocean. Think about it. Ocean is like space. We know it's here but we don't know almost anything about it or could find out more. Well we could but it would take a whole a lot of time. Sometimes I think it's better that I don't know what's inside. This way I'm not afraid of being dragged into the deepest abyss of the ocean.

"I'm going out" - I'm still underage so I have to announce when I'm going somewhere.

"Ro? I wanted to talk to you about something actually." - there was once again this excited but frightened look on his face. I couldn't get the hang of it and what was it all about.

"Can we talk when I come back home. I'm in the mood of drawing and I really don't want to talk right now." -I blew him off.

I tried being as nice as I can be. I'm still a bit bitter about being here and cause of the last night and that doofus across my room. And who is he anyway? I don't remember Mr. and Mrs. Adams having a teen boy in their house.

"Yea, sure. Why not." -and there it was. That whole "let down" face.

"Hey, dad."

"Yes Ro?" -he was a little too much enthusiastic if you ask me.

"What happened with the Adams family. Did they adopted a fully grown boy?" -at this point I really didn't know how to describe that jerk and I'm pretty sure he's already going to college. If he even knows what college is.

"You mean our neighbours? They moved away a few years ago. New family is now living here. Why?"

"Nothing. I just wanted to say hello to Mrs. Adams but I noticed that. Nevermind. I'll be home when you see me. Bye. " -this time not one picture fell off the wall as I shut the door.

I took my backpack with me. I really was in the mood of drawing and it's not every day that you are that close to the ocean. I swear I'm some kind of Moana shit. It really does call me.
This town is mostly made out of beaches with houses on them and a few more houses. But that is what this town is known for. Long, sandy shore. There are few places where you can go out if you're in that type of shit and there's also a lot of hidden places on the beach which are probably taken away by horny teens who have no other place for unwanted pregnancies. But I know for that one special place where no fool would go. It's pretty hidden cause of the woods and big rocks surrounding it. My mother showed that place to me. She would always take me there and I would watch her making masterpieces on the canvas.
As I got there I noticed that it was no longer a hidden space. It had a walkway, lamps, fences, even toilets. Every tourist would say how nice they have used the space. It was awful. Some of you just don't see the beauty of the untouched nature. That's a big shame. So yea my place is ruined now but I guess it still has a pretty ocean view that I could put on paper.
I was looking for an angle to draw and then I saw him. I mean it. Saw it. There was this boy sitting near the ocean looking in the distance. He looked like he had a story to say. I began to draw him and the ocean surrounding him.
After a while I finished but I was still staring at him. He was so intriguing and mysterious. He wore dark clothes and was smoking a cigarette. One after another.
He started getting up and as he turned around guess who was it.

"Yesterday wasn't enough staring for ya?" -he said that annoying question with his annoying smirk.

"I. Wasn't. Staring. I. Was."

"Observing. Yea so did I thought." -his confident ass finished my sentence.

He didn't let me defend myself. He just walked away leaving me speechless and I couldn't believe it. I was simply mesmerized. But not in a good way. I wanted to throw my shoes in him. I just can't get over the fact of how much of a pain in the ass he is.
After that disturbing moment I went to town. It's getting dark and centre of Cannon Beach is the most beautiful in the night. Walking down the town I saw a familiar female face. She turned her face to the other side quickly so I could not see who she was. I got a little closer to her and her pals. And then it hit me.

"Molly!?" -half screaming and half questioning if it was her I ran closer. On my luck it really was her.

"Oh my God Rose is that you? You're taller than I am now. Wow look at you, you're really gorgeous. " - soft voice of her that she always had spoke to me.

Her gentle arms wrapped around me and hugged me tight. She let me go and I could see happiness in her eyes.

"Me?? Look at you. You're like a freaking model."

"Well as the matter of fact I am." -she said proudly as she should

She has always wanted to be one.

"I'm so glad you accomplished your dreams."-I said with a smile on my face.

"So how come you're back in town?"- she asked me.

"My dad remembered that he has a daughter so, against my will, I'm here."- I say with a little bit of anger coming from my voice. I'm still bitter about this situation.

"Well I'm glad to see you after all those years. Do you want to join us?"-she spoke and came to my ear as she whispered.

"Mason is here." - she looked at me and winked.

Mason. My first crush. Actually, only crush I ever had. He is you could say a pretty, sleek, gentleman type of guy. He would take you out on dinner and buy you loads and loads of flowers. He would do all the things a girl is dreaming about. I liked him as a little girl but it didn't last very long. When I was living here we were good friends. We used to play all day with each other. He would say how cute I am and would never teas me like other boys in our neighbourhood. They say that the boys that teas you a lot like you. Bullshit. I didn't feel likeable in those situations. But still, I always felt about Mason as nothing more than a friend no matter what he would say or do to be cute. Until one day. I was riding my bike and fumble me fell of it. I held the tears in me so that I could look like a big girl. But it hurt so bad. Mason saw all of it and ran to me. He saw my pain and my tears so he wiped them off and took my leg. I thought my leg was bleeding and that I'm going to need a new leg. Then he kissed it. He kissed the place where it hurt. My tears stopped and I wasn't sure if I'm supposed to scream cause I just got kissed by a boy or I should give him a hug and not make such a big deal out of it. I ran. Yea you read it right. I ran home and didn't come back outside for a whole week. When I would see him my as always pale face would get red. And you know how it goes later. Every time I would see him my heart would beat faster, I would become shy. I got crushed. Stupidly, childishly crushed. But then my mother died and I moved away to my grandparents.

"So are you coming or not?"