Beach, Sand, and Carter

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The week went by pretty slow and boring.

I'm in 3 AP classes and 2 honors along with my last P.E credit.

Carter tried to talk to me everyday which was not on the agenda and it was annoying af.

Today although, Heather, Sam, Jacob and I are heading to the beach.
We all need a day just to get douchepants and Shayne.

Ever since the whole incident happened, Shayne has had it out for me. Yet, she's not the one who got cheated on.

My world is so confusing right now.

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< at the beach >

"Heather will you grab my sunglasses?" I ask.

"Yeah sure."

"Thanks!"

As we find a spot on the beach we talk about what senior year hopefully is like. I mean it is our last year of highschool.

"Parties parties and more parties." Sam says.

"Well of course." I agree with a smile.

We try and go to the beach at least every other weekend. The four of us have been doing it since we were 12.

Since it's our last year we've been trying to spend as much time together as possible.

I'm going to the University of Michigan.

Jacob is going to the University of San Diego.

Sam is going to Wisconsin.

And Heather is going to cosmetology school here in New York.

"Guys you do realize this our last year together." Heather says.

"Heather don't say that." I say. "We're always gonna be best friends." I say initiating a group hug.

"Always." The three of them say in unison.

Then we all laugh.

"Uh Anchor," Sam says.

"Yeah?"

"Don't look behind you, but Carter and Shayne and Grace are coming onto the beach."

"Shit."

"Hey guys I got to go." I say packing up my stuff.

"Well wait Anchor we'll drive you." Jacob says.

"Guys just stay enjoy yourselves, I'll Uber it home."

I pack up my stuff, put my hat and sunglasses on and make my way to call and Uber.

I'm about halfway to the end of the beach and I hear my name being called. It sounds like Jacob.

"Anchor?!"

"Jacob what's-" than I turn around and see Carter.

"You are not Jacob." I state.

"We need to talk."

"Sorry I have to go."

He grabs my wrist.

"Carter let me go!!" I yell.

"Anchor I just want to talk!"

"You lost that chance when you cheated on me!! You fucking cheated on me Carter! I would never do that to you!" tears start to flow from my eyes. I wipe them off quickly.

"I know and I'm sorry! I'm sorry I know I messed up and I know that things can never be the same. But I still love you Anchor and I never stopped. When my dad died you were there for me. When my mom went to jail, you were there for me! I miss you so much. I am so sorry Anchor." He says sympathetically.

"Sorry isn't good enough anymore." I say wiping my tears and tugging my wrist away.

"Now I have to go call a fucking Uber because you're here." I say firmly.

I walk away and call my Uber taxi.

Carter Ryan isn't going to stop is he?

Oh great.

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