The pure joy she radiates is dangerous around me. Skylar's smile is contagious and her laugh is so bubbly, making you feel a satisfied sensation like when you wake up in the summer holidays and realise that you don't have school or work, "Owen! Let's jump over the waves!" She exclaims, jumping in excitement. I don't know how many times she's been to the beach in her lifetime but I am assuming only a few mellow times.
Speaking of mellow: Isabella was not very happy when she found out that her new nail buddy couldn't attend their pamper today. She had them all booked in but we forgot to text her to let her know. She wasn't angry as such, she was just disappointed that she'd have to go alone. Sky was let down, too.
"Oh my god, Owen!" She grabs my arm, "This wave is way too big!" She screams as she sees it approaching. The sea is very choppy today. I gulp as I see how large the wave she is speaking about is.
"We're gonna have to jump and let the wave take us where it wants, hold on tight, okay?" I look to her and her beady eyes glint in mischief as I realise that she is loving this, "1...2...3!" I count down as the wave washes a fair few inches above our heads and over us. We jump in an attempt to be carried by the wave but it drops us, causing us to fall into the sea and under the murky, salty water. Luckily, I was quick enough to hold my breath and shut my eyes for the few seconds we were under but I lost my grip on Skylar.
As I resurface, I look around, rubbing my eyes and I notice that Skylar hasn't come back up, "Skylar!" I shout and heads turn to me, "Skylar!" I bellow again and a middle aged couple approach me as I frantically thrash around in the ocean, "Is there something wrong, mate?" The man asks and I nod, "We were jumping over waves and that big one took us out and my fiancée hasn't come back up," I panic and they both immediately begin to call out to her, "Her name is Skylar," I inform them and they smile in gratitude as we wade through the water, calling her.
"I think I see her in the distance!" The woman yells to the man and me from a distance away, pointing. Our heads snap to where she is pointing and I spot a bobbing head and hear some faint coughing, "Oh my god," I mumble and begin swimming out to her almost instantly, "I'm here, Sky, you're okay," I wrap her in my arms as she splutters and eventually looks up at me and begins to burst out laughing.
"That was awesome!" She shouts and I begin laughing with her as we swim to shore. Both of us thank the kind couple that helped us and decide to go back to our spot to dry. That is enough swimming for today.
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"My playlist is better, you dork!" I shout at him, reaching for the AUX cable in his pristine car and he quickly snatches it away, "Don't call me a dork, you knob!" He hisses back at me, glaring, holding the AUX cable far away from me.
"I want to listen to my music," I whine and he rolls his eyes, "Too bad, we listened to your music all the way up to this god damn island! The least we could do is listen to mine. Besides, we're sat in a beach car park bickering like two little kids, meanwhile it's getting closer to the time of our lunch reservation and I'm really fucking hungry, so let me drive!" He rants, breathing in and out when he stops talking. I look at him, my mouth dangling open like a lost puppy walking past a butchers.
In response, I huff and cross my arms over my chest, sliding down my chair in a strop. I don't like when Owen beats me in an argument, if you haven't noticed, "Good. Now, let's go."
Almost immediately, my least favourite song begins to play and I look to see his stupid little face with a smirk that I could just smack off, lingering there like a rotten fart and so starts the worst journey through Wales that I hope I will ever experience.
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Beau Maris is a lovely little coastal town. The car park is on raised ground, overlooking the beach and the view of mainland across the stretch of water is breathtaking. The sky is blue and sunny, not a cloud in sight and it really is a picturesque day. You know, minus the whole 'Owen' part. However, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for him and his stupid money so I'll cut him some slack.
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