I stare out the window, tears rolling down the glass. The rain patters against the windshield and a hand taps my leg. I look to my right and see Sapphire tilting her head backwards, in the direction of a beach-blonde headed beauty. A beach-blonde headed beauty that is watching me with gorgeous, intense sea-green eyes. Warmth creeps its way onto my cheeks, and I turn around and sink down into my seat, embarrassed. He was looking at me? Why was he looking at me? Does he like me? That was soon to be found out.
When we arrive at the beach, the sun is shining but the wind is ensuring a cool breeze, one that racks shivers through my body. Two warm hands slide up and down my arms and hot jets shoot though my body. I whip around and see a smiling Tracy. I smile back.
"Thanks Tracy." I whisper, my lips quivering. She nods then narrows her eyes at something behind me. I look over my shoulder and my lips increase in their quivering. Not at the consequence of the chilly afternoon, but at the fault of a sight that made me quite sick to my stomach. For before my eyes, I saw Jamie, holding hands with a girl with brown curly hair and rich blue eyes. Her rich blue eyes then settle on me and they squint, as if I am some ugly ball of bright plasma, too deformed to watch properly. I raise my eyebrow and "it" smirks. The green monster is eating its way into my mind. I shake my head of jealous thoughts and turn back to Tracy. She looks sympathetically at me.
"I'm sorry, I could tell that you liked him." I frown. Am I that obvious?
"Yes, you're that obvious, I was a kid too you know?"
"Dinosaur ages don't count Tracy" I snip. Her eyes widen considerably. She nods in understanding at my sadness and retreats respectively. She knows when I need space. That's what I love most about her. She actually cares. I look back at the sickening sight, but see a blank landscape. There is no beach-blonde headed beauty and his evil ice empress. Only Liam. He looks quite confused. I cautiously approach him and slide up to stand straight beside him. His face is contorted into that of surprise and uncomfort. I move my shoulder off of his, and his features seem at ease. What was that about? I watch him for anymore moments of discomfort but sense none. I speak as casually as I can.
"So, where's umm… umm… Jamie?" My voice raises pitch at the final word of my question and I clear my throat a few times. "Because you know, I was just wondering?" My throat does it again.
He watches me with those eyes. "He went to break up with Chelsea."
My eyes widen. Chelsea? Who's… oh, the ice empress. He was breaking up with her, why? I hastily voice my question.
"Why?" I say. God what is up with this boy, he's doing it again. Watching me.
"He likes someone else." My eyes are hanging out so far and so low now, that I get hot sand in them and they are scorched.
"What? Who? Tell me!" I cry. He takes a step back and raises an eyebrow. I repeat my previous lame excuse, "Because you know, I was just wondering?"
He nods slowly, then answers. "I don't know."
I give him 'The Look'. Then turn and walk a few steps, before spinning back towards Liam and smiling. "Aren't you comin'?"
He grins that lopsided grin and nods, running to catch up with me. I smile to myself. Who needs Jamie? I have a best-friend.
The day is spent lounging in the sun or cooling off and splashing around at the water's edge. Jamie walked up to me and Liam a few times, but I grabbed the chocolate eyed one's hand and rushed to the ocean every time. I pushed him into the crystal liquid, but he dragged me down with him. I made sure to keep my back towards Jamie and after a while of splashing and joking around with Liam glanced behind me to see a jealous beach-blonde headed beauty. Okay… so maybe I still liked him, and maybe having a best-friend wasn't enough. But can you blame me? Really? I mean, those eyes just make you drown in them. Despite that, I continued to hang out with Liam, until that one call. The call that got me my first ever, ever, boyfriend.
"Harry," Sapphire yells. "Harry, where are you?" She is starting to look worried. I wonder where he is. I trudge through the sand and snatch my towel from its perch on a dune. I look over at Sapphire, who is on her tippy toes at the top of the hill next to me, looking out onto the sea of people, after ferosiously patting down my body and drying off. I slip my black top over my bikinis and put my shorts on over my bottoms. I tie my hair up in a high pony tail and pop on my glasses. My bag is slung over one shoulder then the next. I quickly run over to Sapph and ask her what the matter is.
"It's Harry…" She starts. She doesn't finish. I gesture for her to continue.
"Yeah… What about him?" She starts to cry. I look carefully at her, analysing all facial expressions. She takes a deep breath.
"He's missing."