The Lucky One

I was even surprised with the way I had acted against Harry. Maybe I was getting a little help from the weed or maybe I was just becoming more creative. I hope it was the latter.


The whole walk back to my apartment was the best walk of my life. I couldn't help smiling to myself the whole way back.


Once I got back to my block I ran back to the gate of my apartment. I knew I was going to sleep well tonight. I grabbed my pillow and squeezed it as hard as I could. Sadly the next morning started up as badly as every other morning. I had to drag myself out of bed. My head pounded….. I groaned.


Luckily it was saturday so I could just sleep at the beach. I grabbed my favorite black triangle suit and some cut off shorts. I grabbed my giant beach bag and threw in a beach volleyball. Within five minutes I was out of my door with a giant knot atop my head and no tee shirt as everyone on my floor was stinky.


Once I got to the beach I groaned when I looked down at my feet on top of my longboard. I was wearing my ratchet white vans and forgot my flip flops.


I trudged to Julia's and my spot with sand creeping into my shoes. She waved at me and I saw Julia and Greg on her side. I threw the volleyball at them and challenged them to a game.


"Lets go!" I yelled.


"Yeassssss." Julia screamed. She shot up and ran to one of the courts at the edge of the beach.
I played volleyball in high school and for a while it was a dream to play beach professionally. That was how I met Julia. We started throwing the ball to each other to warm up our shoulders. The boys did the same on their side of the court.


"So what do you think." Julia yelled. "Boys verses girls or couples."


I gave Julia a look. "You know Greg and I are not a couple!"


"Yeah okay." She looked at me with a wired smile.


"What about uh Brits verses Americans?" I looked to see where the British voice was coming from and was a little surprised to see Harry.


"Yeah uh maybe not." Greg said this while he sized up Harry and his friends. The boy Julia yelled at yesterday wasn't there. It was Harry the blonde boy and the other brunette from last night.


"No, no let them try. It will be funny." I smiled as I said this.


Eventually we decided it would be Julia and I versus the three Brits. The games lasted 10 minutes. We beat there ass. I mean two almost professionals against three amateurs was an easy game. When the game was over I tried to ignore Harry but I could feel him staring at me through my back.


I ended up slightly straggling behind the rest of the group because of my shoes. Harry grabbed my arm


"What do you want?" I glared at him.


"Give me a chance love, I could surprise you."


"Fine."


He looked shocked. "Wait what? Aren't you going to try and fight me or something?"
pick me up at the edge of the pier tonight at 7. Don't be late or early." I leagued as I walked away. It was hysterical looking into his shocked face. He just looked so confused.

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