In Deep (rewriting?? )

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As I watch the sun sink into the sea, my phone buzzes with a notification. I look over and see it's from Ethan. It reads "goodnight". I send a quick reply with "good night to you too", and go to put my phone back into my pocket.

Although, before my phone is fully away, I feel another ding. The text is from Ethan again. "Hello there" and then my phone starts to ring, the caller ID indicates that it is Ethan. I pick up saying, "I thought you were going to sleep?".

"Well I'm not now," he replies with a yawn.

"Mmmhmm, okay, Mr. Sleepy Head," I say, a smile creeping onto my face. "Hearing that yawn, I think it would be wise if you do go to bed."

"I can't go to bed," he says quickly.

"And why not?" I ask.

"Because, I'm talking to you now," he replies quietly, and I can't help but blush at the thought that he is willing to stay up to talk to me.

"You should really go to sleep, it's 7 here so it must be super late there."

"Yeah it's around 1 am here," he says. I look up to see the sun make its final dive into the sea. The sky is becoming dark, and I look back to the lit path that would lead me towards the hotel.

"Well get some rest," I insist, getting up and starting on the path.

"Okay ma'am, your wish is my command," he tells me, chuckling a little.

"Good night Ethan," I say.

"Good night Sara" he replies, and with that, the line goes dead. The silence of my walk back is deafening and I wish I hadn't told him to go to bed and that he was still talking to me now. I focus on the sound of the rustling leaves in the light breeze and the crickets crying their calls into the night air.

As I enter the hotel lobby, I hear laughter to my left. I turn my head to see the commotion and see a group of teenagers at the pool table. I look at the large clock near the door and decide that I do not have to go back to my room for another hour. So, I approach the laughing teens, thinking I would ask if I could join. Although, as one of the girls move, I see Jason with his arm slung around a giggling blonde.

I turn quickly, repeating a chant in my head: he's a dick, he's a dick. But the ability to hurt my heart is still his greatest power. The fact he was able to move on so fast, to move on from someone he said he loved so fast, hurt. Although, I guess it is fitting. The faster you fall in love, the faster you get over it I guess. So, I walk to my room deciding not to give him the time. He doesn't deserve my time, my hurting, my sorrow. He does not deserve me. I think I need to show him what he's missing.

So, I go to my room, walking straight past my father who is snoring on the couch as golf plays on the t.v. I find my tightest, shortest shorts, a small crop top and a jean jacket to protect me against the cold and make my back into the lobby. I find the teens in the same position as they were when they were still around the same pool table.

"Hey," one of the boys calls out when he saw me, "You want to play?" he says as he gestures to the pool table.

"Sure," I call back. Making my way to them. I feel Jason's eyes on me, especially as I walk past him with my back to him to talk to the boy who invited me over. I take a pool stick and wait for the boy to set up. "I don't know how to play," I tell him with big eyes and pouty lips.

"Oh, I'll show you," he says eagerly, leading me to the pool table. I bend over and he bends over me, putting his hand on mine. He guides me through the motions until it is suitable enough for them to believe that I've learned the game. Jason's eyes can be felt burning through me. I made sure to push my butt against the strange boy and to push my boobs towards Jason.

A tease show of something he could have had, but lost. After making a few shots and not getting the ball in, I turn to the boy who was teaching me and made a pouty face, crossing my arms over my chest to push my boobs up.

"You're not a very good teacher, I can't get one in," I pout, blinking more than a normal person should.

"Hey, hey, hey," he says, and takes the stick from me, "How about we make a deal: If you get this shot in, I will buy you a drink. If not, you will buy me a drink," he says with a wink.

"Okay," I say and take the position to push the ball into the socket. Once I am sure I would make it, I shoot the shot perfectly into the cup. I jump up excitedly and fling myself at him. "Thank you so much!" I say as I pull away, my face still close to his face, "But I don't want a drink," I say stroking his chest.

"Hmmm," he says, satisfied with the feeling of my hand running up and down his chest. "What do you want then?" he asks with a raised brow, smirking down at me.

"I want you to kiss me," I say seductively.

"I can do that," I hear him say, as he lowers his head towards mine. Although, before our lips could touch, a hand grabs my shoulder and yanks me back away from the group.

"I think that is quite enough," Jason says looking me dead in the eye, glaring. He starts to drag me farther away from the boy, but I struggle free.

"It's enough when I say it's enough," I tell him.

"Why were you doing that, was it to get back at me?"

"Not everything thing is about you, Jason!" I yell, "Maybe I just wanted to have some fun."
"Sara we all know you don't do fun," he said pointedly.

I scoff, "Wow, okay. You know what Jason? Fuck you! I can have fun. I may not have fun in the same way you do, but I have fun in my own way. If you don't enjoy the way I have fun then I guess it's good we broke up. But, you know what? I can have fun the same what you do. I am fun!" I say storming back to the group, with my middle finger raised. I go over to the boy I was talking to before and take the cup out of his hand and chug it.

The bitter liquid slid down my throat as I chug the entire cup of god knows what. This was only my second time drinking, although I can chug anything due to the fact that as a kid we would have chugging wars. After finishing the cup, I look back at Jason whose mouth is agape. I raise my arms and drop the cup, "I can have fun," I yell at him. I then proceed to get onto the pool table and shout, "Let get this shit started."

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I wasn't sure where this chapter was going to go and it kinda took us to badass Sara. I hope you all liked this side of her.