It was an early afternoon and the beach. Bridgette was sitting in the sand looking at the wave's crash against the shore. She sighed and glanced back to see Duncan walk pass. He was looking at her, so she glanced back at the water.
Soon, he heard Geoff's voice. After they broke up, they became good friends. So did Duncan and Geoff. They got really close. "Yo Duncan," Geoff called out from at least a few feet away. Bridgette looked back at them, trying not to get them to notice her. "Hey Geoff-ster," Duncan said. They high-fived each other.
"Yo, I hear Bridge digs ya." Geoff whispered to Duncan, glancing at her. Bridgette looked away without him noticing. "I know." Duncan replied, smirking. After Geoff disappeared into the cabin, Duncan looked at Bridgette.
"Hey," Duncan said. Bridgette looked at him. "I know you like me." Bridgette looked at him, her eyes widened. "No, where did you get that from?" she lied.
He sat down next to her. "I see the way you look at Me." he said. Bridgette looked at him, angrily. "I don't like you, you got that?" Bridgette snapped.
"Why don't we wrap this up?" Duncan said. "If you'll go out with me, I'll go out with you." Bridgette smiled at him. "Sure. I'll go out with you."
"Okay. Now that's settled. Want to grab a bite to eat?" Duncan offered.