1. The Bump
The sun is beating down on my skin, I can feel a nice breeze brushing up against me. The crashing waves as the come and go. And, the noise of seagulls as they pass by.
I sit up and push my Brown Chanel sunglasses on the top of my head. I look down at my Black Blackberry, it's 2pm. I get up and put on my see-through cover up and slip on my light brown diamond rainbows. I walk over to one of the restaurants by the beach and walk in. I walk over to the bar and sit down. "What can I get you miss?" - "A Piña Colada please." The man nods his head and starts fixing my drink. I look around and see a really cute guy walk in. He was tan, had black hair that went upwards, and had one black earring on his right ear. I recognized who it was. It was Zayn. I turned back around to face the man who was still making my drink. I didn't want him to notice me. He walked over to where I was sitting and asked me, "Is this seat taken?" I look down and say, "No. It's not." - "Great." He says. He sits down next to me and smiles. "Hey Carly." I look up at him and give him a quick smile. "Here's your drink miss." The man says sliding the drink towards me. "Thank you." I say sipping my drink. "Hey Zayn." I say realizing that I hadn't replied back to him. "So, what are you doing here?" I look at him, "Um. Just trying to get a little bit of a tan. Would you excuse me, I have to go." I say grabbing my drink, and getting up to leave.
I walk out of the restaurant and walk back to my spot. I hear running behind me and turn around. It was Zayn. He was running after me. "Wait up!" He says finally catching up to me. "What." I say looking at the ocean. "Why did you leave so quickly.. I wanted to talk to you. I haven't seen you since High School let out." I look down. "Zayn, it's just weird that you want to talk to me. You never even acknowledged me in school... Why now?" He doesn't say anything. "Exactly." I say walking away. I walk back to my spot and lay back down. I put my sunglasses back on and close my eyes. I feel shade over me and say, "Whoever is standing over me, could you please move. I'm trying to get a tan over here." The person still doesn't move. I push the sunglasses onto my head and open my eyes. Zayn was standing over me. "Zayn. What is it?" - "Can we just start over? Please." - "Don't you have something to do. Like hang out with your friends or something." I say getting up and packing my things up. "Rude much?" - "I'm not being rude-" I say finally looking at him. "I just don't think that you want to spend time with me. Your the popular guy. Okay. I have very little friends in high school and you have a million people, drooling over you. They would flip out if you wanted to hang out with them. Goodbye Zayn." I start walking to my car.
What I don't know is that I left my phone. I finally get to my car and open my trunk. I put my beach bag and towel in the trunk and close it. I walk over to the drivers side and get in. I start the car and pull out of the parking lot. I turn onto the main street and drive home.
10 minutes later:
I pull into the driveway and park the car. I turn off the engine and just sit there for a few minutes. "Why was I so rude to Zayn.. I really like him.. Now he probably thinks I'm just a jerk.."