Annoying me would be sad, don’t you think?
I think you’d enjoy it.
guys, we cant let this place die.
Heading out of the hotel, Isabel had no real destination in mind. In the two weeks she had been here, she hadn’t done a very good job at exploring around and finding her favorite and least favorite parts. She figured the beach was a good place to start, seeing as she had always had a certain fondness directed towards the warm sand and cool blue water. As she was walked out of the cabin and into the white sand, she tightened the thin fabric of the cardigan around her waist as if by doing that she could trap enough heat to make her warm, not that it was too cold outside.
Izzy walked down the shore, hoping she would run into something that she would be able to brag to Elli or maybe even Jayden to. Maybe she’d find a sand dollar or a teeny tiny hermit crab. The longer she strolled through the sandy beach though, the more impatient she grew. Weren’t late nights supposed to make everything exciting and attract all sorts of trouble towards someone? She wondered to herself as her brow knitted together. Maybe she just wasn’t used to the whole “Late Nights” thing. Maybe it was something that took some time to happen, like it started off slowly then gradually picked speed. Like a snowball rolling down a hill.
Eventually though, her legs grew tired of having to walk through the small sandy dunes of the beach and sleep lingered in the air, itching at her eyes and inviting her to come back to the cabin. Isabel was about to turn back around and begin making her way back when she noticed a familiar silhouette lying on the floor. Quickly, she began to jog over to the figure; the closer she got the more audible their words sounded. Loud cries of “I hate you!” were being screamed and it wasn’t until Izzy was standing right over the girl did she realize who it was. “S-serena,” she stammered, completely certain that all that hate the other was yelling about was directed towards her. “A-are you o-okay? I-I’m r-really… really s-sorry,” she apologized, her stutter worse than ever and Isabel was sure her cheeks were a dark shade of red. “I-I don’t w-want you to h-hate me.”
Serena burst into tiny whimpers, continuing to repeat her angered and pained words, “I hate you. I hate you.” she muttered quieter and quieter until she couldn’t even breathe anymore. Her entire childhood from as far back as she could remember flashed through her mind, the endless summer fun at water parks, playing pranks on her brother and all the sleepovers she had with her best friends. The family reunions and seeing her uncles and aunts from all over the world, everything only brought more pain to the ache in her chest. It was unbearable, everything had been a lie and she knew she was going to break. Soon.
Hearing a faint stutter from behind her, Ser quickly wiped away the evidence of her weakened state and quickly stood up, the sand falling off of her lap. “What are you doing here?” she growled, getting close to the clearly shaken girl, “Don’t you have a bedtime or something?” She hissed through her gritted teeth. Serena wasn’t really bothered that the red-headed girl decided to visit the beach’s shore at the same time she did, but the thought of her seeing anything that had just happened sent the almond eyed girl into a state of paranoia.
The small framed girl shook, but hoped that Izzy wouldn’t notice her lack in being able to keep still. Her eyes searched the other girl’s, trying to figure out what she was thinking from what she had seen. If anyone found out how close to the edge she was, she was afraid of what they would say or do. Especially Emily.
Who said I thought you meant me? I’m just saying you’re annoying.
You should really learn when it’s time to keep your mouth shut.
You can read me a book.
I thought I would annoy you instead. What are you up to?
Same back to you
You’re so vain thinking I meant you.