The girl of the sunsets

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I don't know why, but as much as I hate it, I can't stop staring at his body right now. I mean, it's not my fault that he decides to take off his t-shirt in front of me, and I happen to have eyes which were made to see, so... I think that he has noticed, but he seems to be the type of guy who likes attention from girls, so he has succeeded.

"You like what you see, blondie?" he says smirking. What a stupid boy, I swear I hate him. Okay, I happen to like him a little bit as a friend 'cause he's next to me every time I'm here, but there's no way I'm admitting that. I come back to the present and notice that I'm still staring at him, as if I were scanning his body inch by inch.

"Well, that's what you're looking for, right? You just want attention from girls"

"You haven't answered my question, and why do you assume things about me?" He folds his t-shirt and puts it in his towel; then he sits down next to me and doesn't stop looking at me.

"Because you seem like the type of boy who does those kinds of things" this is a shitty answer, and we both know it but he decides to let it go.

I have to admit it, he has a nice body and a nice face. He has abs, but not very defined which is the way I like it. I have to stop thinking about this.

"Earth calling blondie! Are you thinking about my body or what?"

"Stop being so egocentric. You just think I think about you all the time. I've never told you, but what if I have a boyfriend? Maybe I'm thinking about him" This is not true, but I'll just mess a little bit with him.

"Oh you've got a boyfriend? Then why do you still let me be with you every afternoon? You also told me that this was your time to relax and think about your things, yet you are with me" I hate this.

"Pass" I don't wanna answer that because I don't even know it. Why am I spending my free time and my favourite part of the day with a random boy? I don't recognize myself right now.

"Alright" and then he proceeds to go to the shore. The next time I blink I see him in the water, playing with the waves. It's fucking 9:00p.m, but I have to admit that it's pretty warm to be New York. I look at my left and I see that he has left all his belongings there, like trusting me, because I could easily steal him something.

When he is coming back from the sea, I can look at his body again, now all wet with drops of water running down his torso. Right now my mind is going to things I don't want to think about, so I turn my head right away. Suddenly I feel cold in my body, and then I notice that my tank top is wet. I then realize that he's wetting me, and I don't know why I'm not punching him.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I shout, and then I push him off me.

"Come on, now that you're wet take off your clothes and come to the sea" he says playfully. He thinks that these things will work with me? Because he is so wrong, I'm a very hard to get person.

"I'm not doing that, you idiot. Besides, I haven't got my bikini here, and don't even bother asking me to go with my underwear"

"Oh, you're a hard to get person, huh? Okay, suit yourself" and he takes his towel from the sand, shakes it a little bit to quit all the sand and then he dries himself. After that he sits down next to me again.

"Something big has happened to you with someone to be so cold and rude with boys" he says looking at me. I keep staring at the horizon, but then I turn around and look at him.

"You don't know shit about me" and then I start to gather my things and put them back into my bag. Finally I take my shoes and go. He doesn't say anything, so I just get out of the beach, put on my shoes and go to a special and hidden spot I discovered once where I can also watch the sunset.