Song: Beach, The Neighbourhood
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**The Beach House**
As we pulled up to the beach house, a smile flutters across my lips with excitement.
The house itself was small, elevated in the air by stilts that had wooden steps leading up to the front door.
It was an ocean blue color, with white trim that stood out as the only house on the beach for miles.
I open the door before Kaden can even stop the car fully, standing in the sand with a relaxed smile on my face.
"Carter, don't get out until the car has stopped!" Walker growls, slamming his door and walking over to my side.
I smile towards him, "I'm excited."
He blinks, the scowl dropping from his face as he rolls his eyes.
Kaden pops the trunk, and begins unloaded our belongings, with the help of Autumn.
"So this house belongs to you?" Walkers asks, as we pick up our respective bags and begin walking towards the house.
"My father and Tom bought this for Kaden and I; it was a Christmas present." I shrugged.
I suppose it's quite odd that instead of a new phone, or clothes our fathers bought us a house.
Nevertheless, it had quickly become my favorite spot to be at.
I drag my feet in the sand, a duffle bag around my shoulder as I roll my suitcase behind me.
Walker snorts at me, as I struggle to pull the suitcase.
"You'd think after working out so much, you'd be able to carry a ten pound suitcase." He pokes at me, carrying his belongings with ease.
I roll my eyes at him, giving my suitcase a yank when it gets stuck on a sand dune.
"It's not the suitcase, it's the fucking sand." I growl.
Walker snickers sarcastically, but surprised me when he lifts my suitcase with ease.
I gape at him as begins to carry it without another word.
Glancing back to Kaden and Autumn, I see they are both smirking at my with humor in their eyes.
Clenching my jaw, I continue to follow Walker all the way up the stairs.
It was amazing that he could hold three bags, and walk up the stairs without breaking a sweat.
He also looked amazing doing it, which was even more aggravating.
I suppose god does have favorites.
I push past Walker, unlocking the front door and pushing it open with a shove.
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