Miami Beach

This story is about a 17 year old girl named Ariel, who lives in Miami, Florida and finds love with a guy named Dylan who is from California and comes down to Miami every summer to visit family.
in this story:
Ariel finds love,
friendships are broken,
and the question she's been avoiding, what will happen after summer...


14. Ariel's POV: Meal Talk

What the hell did Octavia do to her hair? I mean eww. It looked terrible and looked like she just got it done. And I saw that she had her annoying minion with her. They always acted like best friends when me and Octavia were on the outs. That shit doesn’t fool me nor does it hurt me anymore. But I didn’t wanna see that bitch today, that was my whole reason for not going to the beach.

“You okay?” Dylan asked

“Yeah, why?”

“You’re silent”

“Oh, I’m just thinking.” I said politely.

I didn’t wanna tell Dylan about me and Octavia’s fight because first it wasn’t worth talking about and second I didn’t want him to know that she liked him.

“Oh okay.” He said smiling mischievously

“So you know I have to ask you right?” he said  

I knew Dylan was gonna ask me about the whole calling him babe thing, I went ahead and braced myself for it and sure enough he asked me.

“So I’m babe now huh?” he said with a smirk on his face

“Ughh, I knew you were gonna ask me about that.”

“Hey I didn’t know we were on that level.” He smiled

Truthfully we’re not but I wanted to kiss him and call him babe in front of Octavia and her little twin so she would get jealous and know that he’s mine.

“Haha. I didn’t know we were on the “let’s be boyfriend/girlfriend level” but seems like things are moving pretty fast.” I said laughing

“Haha. I just hope we don’t come to an end fast.”

“Yeah me too.”

We walked into a restaurant in the mall and got a table and sat down to look at the menus. I couldn’t help but think what Octavia was trying to do. Dying her hair red? She hated red, especially on hair. Was she trying to make me jealous and trying to change her appearance so she could impress Dylan? If she was she needed to go back to whatever salon she got that terrible dye from and try again.

We put in our orders and while we waited a question that I didn’t want to ask slipped out,

“So what were you, Ray and Octavia talking about?”

“Nothing really just small talk.” He said dipping his chip in the salsa

“Oh… okay. So did you like her hair?” I asked.

“It was okay. I mean it’s cool if you like red. Haha. Why?”

Oh gosh… I hope he didn’t think I was sounding jealous. I needed to switch the subject.

“No reason, just wondering. Last night was amazing.”

“Yeah. It was.” He said smiling

“So what do you wanna do after this?” I asked

“Umm.. I don’t really care. As long as I’m with you.”

“Aww you’re sweet. You wanna see a movie? There’s a movie theater on the other side of the mall.”

“okay that’s fine babe. Whatever you wanna do.”


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