Love on the beach;
Part 1

"Kendall! Kendall!" Milly shouted waving her hands side to side in the air, "Over here!" I could hardly see her behind the brand new volleyball net my grandparents had just bought my family and I to go along with our brand new beach house in Santa Monica. It was a beautiful view and it was so much fun. The volleyball net was so I could practice and get into to USM with a scholarship for sports. My parents we're pushing me so hard, and volleyball wasn't even my first pick. Journalism was, but nooo...my life was owned by them. No freedom, well...hardly. We we're from San Fransico but we always visited my grandparents in Santa Monica. I always wanted to move there. But, I never thought I actually would. Sadly, I guess I have to. 


I remembered about Milly then positioned the ball for a serve and up went the ball, flying over the net into the sky. "God dammit, Kendall." My brother Toby snarled at me. "Why do you always have to mess up?" I shot him a cold glare then returened my focus to Milly. "Sorry Mill, I have a lot on my mind today." Amelia, or Milly for short, was my best friend. She was always there to help me. Thank god, I have no idea what I would do without her. "It's fine...let's just go get a drink Kendall." Milly grabbed my arm and headed inside.