It was a beautiful, summer day. There was no school, no stress, and no worries. I was relaxing in my bikini by the shore of a sunny beach. How could someone be stressed on one of the most amazing days in the summer?

The tranquil waves overlapped the shore with a relaxing splash. The hot sun made the temperature 98 degrees outside. I lathered on some sunscreen-I was going to be here for a while.

I scooped up some sand with my tanned hand. It filtered out of my fingers as I let it drop to the ground. I snuggled closer to the palm tree I was leaning against and smoothed out my beach blanket. It had a dolphin print on it with a setting Hawaiian sun in the background. I put on my shades and took out my cell phone.

Florida was so awesome.

I heard a group of kids playing volleyball close by. I ignored them and went back to texting my friend in Illinois. I smiled when she texted that Celeste Collins 'slipped' into the pool today after flirting with my boyfriend, Lance.

The light around me dimmed as someone's shadow swallowed me. I stopped in the middle of my text and looked up.

"Something wrong?" I asked the dude standing in front of me.

"The volleyball rolled under your bag." He said.

"Oh, sorry." I picked up my bag and passed the volleyball to the guy.

He started to leave but stopped. He turned back to me. "Hey, you want to come play some volleyball with us? My name's Finn." He extended a hand to me.

I shook it. Something came into my mind about him, but it slipped away as fast as it came. "Hi." My phone rang. "Sorry, I can't play right now"-My phone rang a second time-"I got to take this."

"That's ok, bye." He ran off to his friends.

"Bye." I said. My phone rang for the third time. I picked it up.

"So how is Orlando?" Grace said on the other end.

I looked back at Finn. What did he remind me of? I couldn't remember. "Great. We're going to Disney World today, Epcot. Did you know that the golfball there is a ride?"

"I didn't know that. Did you hear about the-" Grace was cut off by a screaming woman in the background. "I got to go. Mom is throwing a fit again. Call me later."

"Bye." I said. I hung up the cell phone. I looked over at the volleyball game. I walked back to my beach towel. Something seemed familiar about Finn.

It was probably nothing.

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