I ran my fingers through the sand and sighed. I hadn't felt this alone in ages.
I glanced up at the sky, my sunglasses shielding my eyes, and I tried to find something to wish on. At noon time it's impossible to see a star.
A week had gone by, and two, and I spent every moment not trying to cry.
My Father and I were on bare minimum speaking terms. The whole dinner time thing. Passing the rice, butter, whatever. We rarely spoke. With Jakob and I, things couldn't be worse. I still held the grudge against him for slapping me, for which I had every right to do. And unfortunately, he still hated me for saying everything I had. We were basically enemies, enemies that didn't know the other one existed.
I was sick and tired of being cooped up in the house so I decided to take a trip to the beach, hoping to lift my spirits some. It didn't.
Nick and I hadn't talked since that day. He hadn't been in school and I began worrying for him. As busy as he was now, I wondered if he would ever come back. It scared me because if he didn't have time for me now, what about later when music is taking up ALL of his time? I tried not to imagine it, but it was too difficult.
I flipped over on my back and pushed my sunglasses up on my nose. It was pretty hot. I took a glance at the book I had brought with me, "The Pelican Brief", and decided against reading it. My headache was too strong and there was no way in the world I'd be able to concentrate. I finally decided I had been in the sun long enough, and it was time to leave.
I gathered my few belongings and stood up. Just as I was walking towards my car I had illegally driven, a cute guy spotted me and walked over.
"Hey," he said.
"Hey." I smiled back and tried to continue to walk but he stopped me with his words.
"I've been watching you since you stepped onto this beach."
"Oh really?" I smirked in a flirtatious manner. "Sorry, I didn't notice."
"I don't know how those beautiful eyes could miss a thing." I blushed but didn't respond, not knowing what to say. "Here." He handed me a small piece of paper. "Call me when you get a chance. Now that I've heard a bit of your sweet voice and seen those remarkable eyes, I'd like to get to know a little more of the person that I imagine you to be." I took the slip of paper and continued walking. Charming I suppose, but I'm not the type of person to call guys that I don't know.
I smiled as I placed the keys in my car and hopped in. Just as I was leaving the beach my face dropped. For one second while I was letting that guy flirt with me, I forgot about Nick. Nick. Why hadn't I even thought of him when I accepted the telephone number with a silly grin on my face? Should I have? Of course! He's my boyfriend, and didn't I just yell at him the other day for talking to some other girl? I was a hypocrite. And what made me even a bigger hypocrite was the fact that I had called Jakob one the other day.
