We enter my walk in closet and she takes the right, I take the left; grazing over everything, but looking at some things more carefully. We finally decide on a neon blue cut-off shirt with a black camisole under it and my white skinny jeans with my blue, black, gray, and white Etnies. Then I grab my belt and slip it on. Izzy grabs my arm as I'm in the middle of buckling it and drags me to the bathroom to help me with my hair. I pull out my knot-filled pony-tail relieved that my hair was still strait from me fixing it last night. Izzy giggles at my relief and I punch her playfully. I grab my brush and start to work on getting the knots out, owing every time the brush left my head. Izzy seeing as she isn't needed any more runs down stairs to make breakfast.
"Do you want toast or the Isabelle Breakfast Supreme?" Izzy calls to me as I'm packing my backpack up for school. "How about the IBS with toast," I ask hopefully. The IBS is most definitely my favorite thing to eat since we invented it 3 years back; it consists of, cereal, eggs, and pancakes. But sometimes we skip the pancakes because they take too long to cook. "How about I just make toast because we only have 15 minutes left before we have to leave," Izzy says throwing my hope aside. "Okay, fine. You win this round! I'm gonna run up and get my bag ready for after school," I say as I gesture towards the stairs. Izzy nods reassuring me that it's okay for me to leave her.
Upstairs I grab my beach bag and start rummaging through my bathing suits trying to decide which one I wanted to wear. I finally pick my purple one and shut my drawer, grabbing my sunblock, and pink and white striped beach towel I've had since I was about 4 and stuffing into the bag. I run down the stairs to be greeted with my breakfast. Smiling I grab the plate from Izzy and throw the bag on the ground and we walk to the kitchen table and share the toast.
When we finally finish I throw the paper plate in the trash and rinse the crumbs of my hands. We grab our backpacks and start for school meeting up Izzys' boyfriend, Austin; he was relieved it was the last day at school because he had started getting noticed for his singing and the videos he was putting up on YouTube. He walked up to us with the biggest smile on face which could only mean two things, he was planning something mischievous, or he was oddly really happy. Izzy and I both hoped for the second option but were not surprised when he pulled out silly string and water balloons from behind his back. We both gasped and took off running as fast as we could towards the school as water splashed our ankles when the balloons hit the pavement.
We reached the school successfully without being hit with a mass of water balloons and silly string. Trying to catch his breath Austin walks up to us, "Wow you two are fast for a couple of girls!" He exclaims as Izzy and I playfully hit him in the shoulder. We all walk into our homeroom laughing, we run to our lockers and grab all we need for our 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 5th classes. It was an early bell schedule so 5th came before homeroom. We all said our goodbyes and headed off to first. School was dragging by and by the time the last bell rang, we were all over it.
Walking home Austin breaks away from us to go home and get his stuff ready for the beach, leaving Izzy and I to walk the rest of the two blocks to my house and get my stuff and then to Izzys to get hers so we can leave. "I still can't believe Austin and I are dating," Izzy says in awe. "Really? It's been about a month? Shouldn't you be used to him by now?" I ask in slight confusion. "Well, I mean yeah, but sometimes I still don't feel like I'm actually dating Austin Mahone, the rising singer on YouTube, you know? It's kinda crazy;" I look at her "You shouldn't look at like that, just look at him as Austin." She watches her feet, "Yeah, I guess you're right," We reach my house and I unlock it and run it to grab my bag making a deal that when we get back I'll pack for Izzys. I run out lock the door and we run to Izzys house. We burst through the door and race to get ready. We grab tank tops for when we get out of the water and are dry and don't want to wear the shirts we came with, and we slip on flip-flops and run outside to Austin's house. We pile into his moms car and she drops us off at the beach. She tells Austin she'll be back in 3 hours and to meet her here. When she drives off we all race to the sand and try to find a nice spot to set our stuff down. We finally come across a nice little area not too far from the walkway, but far enough. We situate our stuff and have a mini race to the water. The coldness of the water shocks me as the waves crash against my torso and Izzy and I squeal. Austin just laughs and attacks Izzy knocking her under water. I burst out in laughter, but only to the surprise of Austin yelling "Oh really? Your next!" I squeal in fear, running for the shore with him right behind me, "No! You will never catch me!" I yell back at him turning around to face him and Izzy laughing hysterically. Running backwards watching Austin try to catch up, I bump into someone and realize they fell down. I look down and see a boy, about my age staring back at me with chocolate brown eyes.
"Ohmygosh! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to knock you down, my best friends' jerk of a boyfriend was trying to push me in the water and I wasn't paying attention where I was running. Here, let me help you up," I offer him my hand and he takes it willingly. Only to pull me down and gain his revenge, "There, now we're even! And now he doesn't have to worry about catching you," He musters out between his laughter, and everyone else starts in laughing as I'm sitting in the water next to this mystery boy who looks quite familiar feeling defeated. By the way he acted, I could tell he saw I was not happy; he got up and outstretched his hand to help me up. I get up suddenly realizing who it was that I had just knocked over and got pulled in the water by; my absolute favorite singer of all time, Greyson Chance.