The ocean. It's calm, it's waves crash against the sand of the shore, and it's absolutely beautiful. Rachel's sitting on the shore, playing with the sand by her side and sinking her toes in the sand. Her eyes are closed, taking in the smell of the ocean and the sound of the waves. It's absolutely intoxicating. As much as she loves the city, she could stay here for a while, a long while. A figure shifts next to her and she opens her eyes and turns to him. She notices his eyes are closed too and he's laying down in the sand, unlike her who is sitting. She takes a deep breath and looks at him for a second before getting up off the sand and walking over, closer to the shore. She closes her eyes, because she knows exactly what she's doing now, she's getting closer to the water, the waves crashing getting closer to her feet. She takes one more step and she's directly in the water now. It's warm and she can smell the salt even more now. When she steps further in the water, she lets out a little shriek because she swears something touched her. She takes a deep breath, the salt coming directly with that breath, and going further into the water. She's standing in sand as she walks through the water, her feet sinking as she's walking.

A pair of hands grab her by the waist and she whips her head around to find Noah looking at her. She smiles at him and grabs his hand, not uttering a word to him, she's pulling him now, pulling him through the water and the waves.

"Wave!" Rachel yells, running towards the wave and pulling Noah with her. She slips under the wave and finds Noah standing next to her, smiling back at her. After a few seconds underwater, she pops up and starts running through the water, the water splashing everywhere. It's a brilliant moment, not worrying about school, friends, and especially not boys since she was the most amazing boy in the world playing in the water with her. While thinking about things, a splash of water hits her and she sees Noah.

"Got ya!" he yells at her, splashing her with some more water.

Rachel squeals and throws some water back at him. They have a back and forth water fight for a few minutes, Rachel's shrieks and squeals more obvious than the yelling of "Hell yeah!" from Noah. Waters flinging in every direction and Rachel's getting terribly soaked, she's laughing though and Noah's laughing too. She knows she's had enough of the water. She runs to his back and jumps onto of it, he grabs her feet and she's squealing, telling him not to drop her. He's laughing really hard and she's hoping she doesn't fall in the water and get a terrible head injury. He starts running and Rachel closes her eyes, her hands squeezing onto Noah's shoulders, making sure she doesn't fall, she can hear the water splashing around them.

"You alright?" he asks as he stops running to rest.

"Perfect." Rachel says as she jumps off his back and back into the water.

"Cool." he's taking deep breaths.

Rachel hits his arm. "You're in football. Shouldn't you run laps?"

Noah rubs his arm. "For a midget, you can hit hard. Well, yeah. I run laps but not with an elf on my back." Rachel hits his arm again.

"Don't make fun of my height Noah!"

"Damn, you've got a temper. Shit! My girlfriend is abusive." Noah shouts.

Rachel rolls her eyes and her irration turns into a slight smile. "You're ridiculous."

"You love me." Noah winks.

"I do."