Her white tan legs were a never ending sight of beauty. Meanwhile her oval shape eyes and wavy long hair is shining bright from the sun's reflection. Seeing this girl so carefree caused me to fall more in love with her. Sure she may have dark brown colored eyes and dark brown hair. But to me, they reminded me of the radiant color found in nature. Her skin looks oh so soft, and her skin tone color is like a crayon color peach with a tint of pink from the sun's rays. Gosh I could spend the whole day just staring at her soft pink lips. As I continued to stare, my mind and heart started to hope for a way to seal a kiss from her. But I knew I could never get the guts to kiss her. Not now, not ever.

I know that I have been in love with her for a long time, but no other girl could affect me like she does. In my eyes, she is a mesmerized angel that just came down from heaven. No scratch that. She is more than just any angel on this earth. In fact her appearance could beat Miss Universe out in any pageant. All she had to do is show up and the judges would just give her the crown.

"Looking at Miss Ally again, are we Mr. Moon!" A childlike female voice asks me in a teasing tone.

I snapped my attention away from the beautiful Miss Ally Dawson and turned around to see my best friend since second grade, Angela Livingston. Her wavy brown hair was pulled down into a high ponytail meanwhile her bangs covered her dark brown eyes.

I gave her a crooked smile before responding, "Okay. You got me. I was staring at the beautiful angel of my life"

A joyous small smile spreads around her lips as responds back in a serious tone," I still don't see why you don't just go up to Ally and tell her how you feel. It's not that hard to say, I like you. Now is it?"

"Are you kidding me, Angie! The most popular girl in high school could never go out with a troublemaker." I responded back with doubtfulness.

Angie just rolls her dark brown eyes with annoyance before saying, "Oh don't be so dramatic Aus. I bet, you can win any girl's heart over. You are the funniest guy I know; well besides Trent of course"

I gave Angie a disbelief look before responding back, "Yeah right. The only girl's heart that I have is Victoria Jamaltion."

Angie gives me a disgusted expressing before asking," That slut still hasn't gotten it through her head. Has she?"

I responded in a defeated tone, "No. And she is probably going to be the only reason why, I want to transfer schools."

"You better not!" Angie said with determination in her high pitch voice.

I just nodded my head no before saying," Don't worry about it. Just forget I said it anything."

Angie seemed to sense the annoyance in my voice but didn't let the subject go.

"Oh no, I won't Austin Moon! You are not transferring schools for a slut! Isn't our friendship worth more than a bitch in life?" Angie asked with curiosity

I let out an annoyed sigh from Angie's comment before changing the subject.

"What on earth are you wearing, Angela?" I asked, with a bewilderment written all over my face.

Angie cringes at the mention on her full name before looking down towards her pink bikini and short shorts and said, "What? No one wears one piece suits anymore. Besides I needed a new bathing suit."

I let out a laugh from her idea of bathing suite before saying in a teasing tone," I thought you said you would rather have a heart attack than to ever wear the color pink?"

Angie let out an angry sigh before responding back in a defeating tone, "I know I did but pink was the only color they had left in that stupid store!"

Nodding my head in disapproval at her insaneness as I ask her," You want me to lend you my shirt?"

Angie looked at me with a debating expression before nodding no. But her body language showed me that she really wasn't comfortable with wearing a bikini. A sigh comes out of my mouth as I unbutton my plaid blue shirt and handed it straight towards Angie.

"Angie. I know you are wearing this bikini to impress Trent but trust me it won't help you. All Trent cares about is the girl's personality and his feelings towards the girl. And I would know that from experience.

Angie crosses her arms with attitude before responding back," Oh yeah and what about right now, huh? You can't seem to stop drooling over what Miss Ally is wearing; which is of course happens to be a dark blue bikini"

My head goes down towards my sandals as I felt my cheeks turn bright red from the comment she made.

"And you say that boys don't care about what a girl wears these days, how pathetic!" Angie says towards me in distraught.

I let out a frustrated sound before responding back in an aggravated tone," Angie! You got to be yourself and that's all. No guy likes it, when a girl tries to show off a fake personality or just likes a girl just because she had a great body figure."

Angie got a little defensive by my comment I made and responded back in a snap, "You got that wrong Mr. I got a huge crush on Ally since freshman year. If that was the case, I wouldn't have to work so hard to get myself into a size five. You out of all people should know so well that I have been teased my whole life by boys for my size. So don't tell me how I should act around guys. For all you know, you can get any person you want. And that's including your precious Ally. But for me, I'll only have a one in a million chance to get a Trent's attention."

I looked up at Angie's eyes and felt bad for making her remember her past. All I could see was pain and felt guilty about what I said, when all I wanted to do is prove a point to her. But how can a guy tell his best friend how to act, when all he knows is that life is a cruel world.

"Angie..." I started to say in a hushed tone.

Angela's chocolate colored eyes darken as she looked up into my hazel gold-brown eyes. I could tell she wanted to cry but she didn't.

"You know what Aus. Just forget about it." she responded back to me in a bitter voice.

I was about to grab her arm but Angie moved away from my reach. The next second I see is Angie walking away from me before running towards the nearest ladies' bathroom.