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Four's POV
"Hey guys, let's play volley ball." Zeke says as he takes a swig of his beer. I shrug.
"Yeah let's play!" Christina says enthusiastically. She goes over to our bags and comes back with a dirty volley ball.
"But I've never played before..." Uriah mumbles quietly. But Zeke still heard him.
"Seriously? You're so lame Uriah." Zeke laughs. Marlene and Uriah scowl.
"Here babe, you just hold the ball in one hand, raise your arm a bit, then you hit the bottom of the ball. Or you can throw the ball into the air, and hit it." Marlene says while showing him.
"Ohh... Okay. Let me try!" Uriah says excitedly. He grabs the ball and hits it. But it doesn't go over the net. Or at least hits it.
It hits a girl who looks about our age. She's about 5'6 with a light tan skin, long dirty blonde hair, a thin but long nose and blue/grey eyes. She's wearing a white bikini underneath a white sundress. Beautiful, I admit but all girls are the same. They either use me for my looks, popularity, or for their pleasure. And I'm sick of it.
The gang runs towards the girl. So I follow.
"Sorry! Uriah here got a little.. Too excited. It's his first time playing." Christina explains.
"It's okay." The girls says in a thick Australian accent.
"Your Australian?" Uriah asks.
"Isn't it obvious?" A boy with tan skin, sandy blonde hair and dark green eyes asks.
We nod.
"Well, welcome to Maui! I'm-" I zone out. This girl is bad news. My mind tells me. But then I also want to learn more about her. There's something big that she's hiding. Something that she's afraid of people knowing... Is she abused too? Does she have a dark past? Mmmm...
"And Four." Christina brings me back to reality. The girl looks at me. Probably already imagining me undressed. I glare at her. But she glares back at me. Obviously she's not afraid or intimidated by me.
She tears her eyes away from me and says:
"I'm Tris. This is Caleb." The girl -Tris- says.
"Are you guys dating!?" Christina asks. Tris gags and Caleb wrinkles his nose in disgust.
"He's my brother. B-R-O-T-H-E-R. BROTHER." She says as if she were explaining to a five year old. I give her my signature death glare.
"So what brings you here to Big Beach?" Marlene asks.
"We moved here. See that house over there?" Tris points to a white two story house with big ass windows, double doors and a few balconies that face the ocean.
"That's our house." Tris says.
"Sweet! Do you guys need help unpacking? We can help if ya want?" Will asks. What in the name of God are you doing Will?
Caleb shrugs. "Sure. Follow us." Everybody cheers. I groan. Great, she'll probably try to impress me in some sort of way. Marlene and Shauna send me a back off glare.
As we follow Tris and Caleb, I notice how Tris avoids the water as she walks.
"Checking out Tris?" Christina asks and wiggles her eyebrows.
I scowl. "No! I already hate her!" I whisper shout.
"Why? You don't even know her!" Then, Christina stomps away. I sigh and shake my head.
Once we get there, I see a middle aged woman and man who look similar to Tris and Caleb.
"Mum! Dad!" Tris' parents turn away from the moving truck men and smile. It drops a little after they see the gang and I.
"Hello. May I ask, who are you all?" Tris' mom asks.
"We met at them beach. They asked if they could help us unpack." Tris says simply.
Her parents nod. "Well, it's nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too." My friends say. I grumble. I don't want to help unpack but it's much better than staying home with Marcus. I shudder.
Tris carries two boxes and opens the front door. I grab a smaller box that says 'Tris' Stuff' in messy handwriting.
I look around their new home in awe. The living room is bare but huge. With grand windows giving us the view of the backyard which has a good sized pool and garden.
There's a spiral grand staircase on the other side of the living room with botticino cream steps and a dark wooden railing.
The botticino cream marble floor is spotless, the colossal kitchen has an island that can fit at least 6 people with a black a marble countertop and dark wooden cabinets. There's a clean gas oven and stove and also a stainless steel sink.
The dining room is on the bare side of the kitchen which also has a 4 window sliding glass door with a dark wooden frame.
Tris bolts up the stairs and looks around. We follow her up the stairs to see an upstairs living room, and two seperate paths that lead to the master bedroom and to a bunch of other rooms.
Caleb picks a dark blue room with a small window and numerous shelves on the walls.
Tris picks the black room with a window facing the ocean and a balcony.
She and the girls set some boxes down and race downstairs. I set the box near the closet. We do the same for about 2 hours. Once I set the last box in Tris' room, I race down the stairs to see everybody in the backyard eating.
"What are we doing?" I ask Lynn.
"We're taking a break." She says as she takes a sip of her lemonade. I nod.
I look around to see Zeke and Uriah talking with Tris, Marlene and Shauna. And Caleb is talking with Will. I see Tris staring at the water with fear written on her face. I smile evilly as I sneak up behind her. I grab her waist and throw her over my shoulder.
"FOUR! PUT ME DOWN! Four, please!" She grunts as she thrashes about and pounds on my back. I wince as she hits one of my cuts. I walk near the edge of the pool.
"Okay then." As I'm about to throw her in, Caleb puts an arm in front of me.
"STOP!" He yells.
"Why should I?" I ask.
"Don't you see? She scared of the water!" He says. I set Tris down to see tears streaming her face. Her cheeks are flushed and damp. My glare softens, but that doesn't me I care.
"Tris-" Christina is cut off by Tris.
"Leave me alone." She says. Tris walks away from us, angrily swatting her tears.
"Four you dumbass!" Zeke says and smacks me head.
"Oww!" I rub my head. "It was meant as a harmless prank."
"Well next time, don't involve water!" Caleb says. Everybody glares at me.
"What's her problem with water anyways?" I ask.
Caleb glowers at me. "She almost drowned 7 years ago. She was in a coma for about a month! She hasn't gone swimming or surfing since!"
My mouth forms an 'o'.
"Four... You should get to know girls before assuming that they're fakes." Christina says.
The gang nods.
"Just go apologize to Tris." Shauna points to the door. I sigh.
"Fine." I say as I trudge to the door.
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