Kaitlin knelt there in the sand trying not to say yes to going to the hospital. She hated the hospital. It was her worst nightmare. Everyone there pretended to be her friend and help her out through her problems. No one knew that she didn't want help. Help would get her nowhere. It always made her worse.

"Kait," Bradin said.

She looked up at him with tears down her face. She moved to get up so she could walk away from them. Everyone moved to make sure she got up okay.

"Don't touch me," she said.

Everyone back off and watched her get up. She slowly got up and stood with her arms folded in front of her stomach. She began to walk home. Bradin looked at Sean, Stacey, Callie, and his aunt and then ran off up to Kaitlin. She looked at him and back at the sand. He placed his arm around her shoulders. She moved so that his arm fell off of her shoulders.

"Go back to your original friends," she said.

"No. I can't be friends with them anymore. I told you that."

"But, you should. No matter what you choose, I will still get hurt," she said as she began to cry again.

"Do you want me to get you out of Playa Linda?" he asked.

"No," she said turning and looking at him, "Though, it's what I've always wanted."

"Then, why haven't you left?"

"I can't leave!" she yelled.

"Why?" he asked calmly so she wouldn't become more upset than she already was.

"I can't tell you," she said turning away.

He sighed. "Look," he said as they walked up to her house, "I want you to rest tonight. Can I come over tomorrow and take care of you if you're like you are now?"

"Don't you get it?" she asked turning around, "I don't want you in my life! I'll ruin your life if you come in mine."

"That's not true!" he screamed, "I'm happy when I'm around you! Today was probably the best day of my life! I have never had that much fun with anyone."

"This is who I am," she said, "I never have fun. I'm always hurting people or they're hurting me. I'm a loner. I have no friends. No one cares about what goes on in my life or how I try to cope with the pain. People think I'm perfect. Look at me! Am I perfect? No, I'm not. I'm shitty! I am never happy with how my life goes about. I hate it that people try to help me and don't get the idea that I don't want help because it gets me nowhere. Every time someone tries to come into my life, I always ruin their life one way or another. I hurt people. I already hurt you, Callie, Tanner, Sarah, Stacey, and Sean."

"You're only hurting me by telling me to go back to my friends who hurt you. I don't care if you and I talk. I just want you to feel safe," he told her as he placed his hands on her arms.

"I'm not someone that you want as a friend."

"You're right," he said, "You're not someone I want as a friend." Kaitlin turned to go inside when Bradin grabbed her arm and turned her to face him. He rested his hand upon her cheek, leaned in and kissed her on the lips. "You're someone that I want as a girlfriend," he said once he pulled away.

She gasped when she heard him say that he wanted her as his girlfriend. She back up until she felt the door knob, and went inside her house. Bradin yelled because he knew she wouldn't talk to him again. He had to talk to her, though and he would do anything.