"I'm running, running, running. It feels like I never stop. Gravel scrapes against the bottoms of my calloused feet, but still manages to draw blood. My breathing is ragged, and I just run. The bottom of his tee-shirt doesn't quite go to my knees, and I want to rip it off. It shouldn't be so clean. It needs to be covered in mud, and sweat, and paint stains from projects. It's missing so much. I hear voices calling me, yelling at me to stay, but I can't. I'll never stop running, until the ocean meets me. I'll never stop."
Gianna McFoy was never really understood by people. The only one who really was close to her was her older brother, Colin. When an accident at the local beach removes him from her family's lives, Gianna spirals downward. Nightly runs and swims at the beach are the only thing that she feels keeps her sane in her crazy life.
Adrian Diaz fit in all too well with the crowds. His former home of Florida was his life, and substance. When his parents force him to move to Montauk, NY, he hates it. Everything about the small town repulses him. But when he witnesses a girl run down to the beach one night, his view of the local town changes.
*Please don't copy my work, it's really special to me, and it's just plain rude. So... Don't.*