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Chapter 1, Part 2

I got to the house, I finally made my cereal, I ate them and walked to the lounge, I got a text, and it was from Lillian,

Lillian:Hey Georgie, what you doing today?
Me:Arg, Nothing at all, hbu?
Lillian:Same, want to hang out at the beach?
Me: Sure.
Lillian: Okay. Pick you up at 12pm (:
Me:Okay, I’ll see you then. 

 I went upstairs and put my pink and white polka dot bikini on. I put on my denim shorts and white tank top on and my pink flip flops on. I got my sunglasses out. I put my hair into a messy bun. It was 12pm; I walked to Lillian’s car. I smiled at her and got in.
“Hey Lil” I said smiling at her and giving her a quick high 5.
“Hey Georgie, ready to hit the beach?” she said putting her sunshades down.
“Yep, let’s go! Which beach we going to?” I said, we live near loads of beaches.
“Venice Beach” she said smiling.
“Awesome” I said smiling, they was always hot guys there. I gave out a smile.

We arrived there, we found a spot near the sea and we ran in, holding hands. Just then we saw a boy coming towards us. We looked at each another. We ran further and further away.
“Hey girls” he said smiling; he had dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes and tanned skin.
“Hey” we said looking confused.
“What you doing here?” he said, we rolled our eyes, well that’s a pretty hard question to answer. Not.
“The beach?” we said laughing, Lillian and I are almost like twins we do everything together, we have other friends but they like to do different things.
“I think I know that, anyway how old are you two?” he asked smiling at us.
 
“Hum. We’re 16, you?” we both said rolling our eyes, he was going to chat us up I could see it in his eyes. We were all stood in the sea looking like fools.
“17” he said smiling; his smile was cute, “Follow me.” We followed him, we got back on the sand and he led us to his friends. 
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