Alison walked out of her hotel bedroom and into the kitchen to find her best friend sitting at the far too expensive kitchen counter. Cece was drinking a cup of coffee and a large platter of a variety breakfast foods sat in front of her on the counter.
The scent filled up the hotel kitchen and Alison's empty stomach growled. "Good morning," Cece stated, looking up from her phone. Alison plopped down on the stool beside Cece at the counter, "morning."
Alison grabbed a glass plate and started picking food off of the breakfast platter. Cece took a sip of her coffee, watching the younger blonde closely.
Alison poured herself some water into a cup from a pitcher and looked over at her friend, "what, C? I know you want to say something."
Cece sat her coffee cup down, "I just don't understand, Ali. You can't keep getting drunk and calling Lorenzo and fucking him like he's just some kind of toy you want to play with when you're bored and put away when you're done."
Alison sighed as she sat the water pitcher down, "that's not your business."
"It is my business when you come to me crying after," Cece replied.
Alison brought her eyes back down to her plate and took a bite of her turkey bacon.
"Look, Ali, I know you miss Emily, but—,"
Alison cut her now blazing blue eyes back up at Cece, "don't go there."
Cece rolled her eyes and stood up from the counter, grabbing her coffee cup, "Alison, you have to talk about her at some point. Stop being a pansy. I know that there are still very strong feelings there. That's why I don't think you should keep seeing Lorenzo."
Cece made her way back around the kitchen counter and over to the sink, putting her mug in it.
"At first I thought seeing Lorenzo wouldn't be such a bad idea. I thought maybe he'd distract you from Emily and maybe he'd even help you get over her. But all it's done is make you drink more to hide your feelings. You're not as good at doing that as you used to be."
Alison played with her fork across of her plate. Hearing Emily's name made her stomach turn. "Lorenzo is my boyfriend. I can call him or fuck him whenever I want to," Alison cooly replied. Cece sighed, "that's not the point, Ali."
Alison placed her fork on her plate, "well, Cece it is to me. I don't want to talk about her. I'm fine. I like Lorenzo now."
"But last night you said you missed—,"
"I was drunk," Alison quickly cut off.
Cece knew that this argument with Alison wasn't going to go anywhere. It never did. It hadn't for the past few months. Alison was just as stubborn now as she was ever.
Cece gave up the conversation and tried to direct it in a lighter path. It was spring break after all and they should be having fun while they were at this beautiful beach filled with beautiful people.
"Do you want to go down to the beach early today? It's probably going to be packed," Cece asked, checking the time on her phone.
Alison took a bite out of bagel, seeming more relaxed now that the conversation from a few seconds ago was over, "yeah, that sounds fun. We can go after I finish breakfast?"
Cece started typing away on her phone to get their group of friends together, "yeah, I'll go start getting ready now."
Cece walked out of the kitchen, leaving Alison alone. The blonde picked up her phone and called Lorenzo.
"Hey, we're going to the beach in a few. Meet us in the lobby in about twenty minutes."
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Emily, Austin, Carter, and Victoria finished unpacking their luggage that they had brought to the beach. The group had a tent, two coolers filled with waters and beer, a radio, beach chairs, and two bags packed with snacks for the day at the beach.
Emily took off her tank top and jean shorts to strip down to her bathing suit. Emily was hot. And Emily knew it. Swimming had done her body wonders over the past few years.
The brunette sat down beside of Austin and he handed Emily her first beer of the day, "ready for our first day of spring break?"
Emily popped the lid on the can, "you bet."
The brunette pulled her black Ray Bans out of her bag and slid them on her face. It was a sunny, bright, beautiful, hot day in Pensacola Beach, Florida. Emily's eyes scanned the crowd. There were so many college students on the beach. And so many hot college girls on the beach as well.
"What eye candy do you see?" Austin asked, sipping on his beer, laid back in his chair under the tent. Carter and Victoria went walking on the beach to see the crowd, leaving Emily and Austin alone. Emily didn't mind being alone with Austin at all.
Austin had become Emily's best friend at UCLA this past year. The two just clicked. Austin never once tried to make moves on Emily. He was just a normal guy friend to her and loved her and protected her like she was his sister. And Emily did the same.
Emily and Austin knew just about everything about each other. From their childhood memories, to ex's and every past year hook-ups, to each others real feelings and thoughts about life and love.
The two could have appeared to be the hottest couple on the planet. Austin stood about 6'2, his dirty blonde shaggy hair swept messily over his face, and his piercing light brown eyes sucked you in. It also didn't help that he had an amazing body and a bright smile.
And Emily on the other hand was practically a bronzed goddess. Her long dark hair falling perfectly over her tan skin.
They looked like the poster couple for hot college couples. But that was far from the case. The two were just best friends, and nothing more or less than that.
"Just looking," Emily replied, keeping her eyes scanning in front of her.
"Well if you find one, let me know. Odds are she's straight and I have the bigger chance," Austin grinned. Emily playfully rolled her brown eyes, "oh whatever. We both know I don't need to do much to change that."
Austin looked at Emily, "oh heck no, Em. Don't you go stealing my girls again!"
Emily chuckled and took another sip of her drink, "sorry, every girl here is fair game, Aus."
Austin nodded, "fine. I'll remember that when you have a babe on your arm that I want."
Emily shrugged, "you can have any girl I have after I'm done with her." Austin laughed, "you're a savage, Emily Fields."
Emily laughed along with him, "catching feelings is something I never have to worry about."
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Alison laid in the sun on her towel, tanning beside of Cece.
"This is the life, I never want to go back to school again," Alison stated.
Alison and Cece had both been getting attention since the two had stepped foot on the beach this morning. Lorenzo had to eye a few guys and place his hand on Alison more than four times already to make other guys back off and understand that Alison was not a single lady.
"Let's not go back, ever. Let's just run away to an island," Cece replied.
Alison smiled, "that sounds perfect."
"Don't forget about me," Lorenzo added.
Cece rolled her eyes, "sorry, no boys invited."
Lorenzo playfully hit Cece and Alison laughed.
"So what are the plans for tonight?" Alison asked, looking over at the older, blonde version of herself. "We are definitely going out to the club tonight. It's going to be so live because it's the first official night," Cece replied.
Alison's smile stayed on her face. She was excited to go out again. She had just bought new dresses and heels just for this spring break trip, and she couldn't wait to get dolled up to go out with her best friend.
"I definitely already know what I'm wearing," Alison smirked. Lorenzo looked over at Alison, "hopefully a full body suit. I'm already tired of all of these guys looking at you."
Cece barked a laugh, "oh come on, Lorenzo. Ali's hot and young. Of course she's going to attract guys her own age. You're just a jealous, old, grandpa."
Lorenzo whipped his eyes to Cece, "for one, ouch, that was offensive, and two, you're older than she is too!"
Cece flipped her blonde hair, "only by three years. I'm a senior and she's a freshman. You are two years graduated, oldie."
Lorenzo opened his mouth to say something but Alison cut him off, "guys, chill. You're both ancient." Lorenzo moved closer to Alison and placed hand on her leg, "you don't treat me like I'm ancient when you're—,"
Alison cut her eyes to Lorenzo, stopping him from finishing his dirty sentence. A smile wiped across of his lips and Alison rolled her eyes.
"Let's go in the water," Lorenzo laughed, changing the subject of conversation. Alison shook her head, "no, let's just tan."
"Do I look like I need a tan to you?" Lorenzo chuckled, "come on, babe."
Lorenzo stood up and bent down to pick Alison up.
"No! Lorenzo! Put me down!"
Alison couldn't help but laugh as Lorenzo threw her over his shoulder. Though she didn't want to be moved, this was the side of Lorenzo that she liked. She like his playful manner. It reminded Alison of her ex from her last relationship.
Alison felt her heart flutter at the thought of her ex. Her very beautiful, long haired, tan ex. Lorenzo had some physical qualities of her ex, but Alison knew that she could never be compared to anyone else. Her physical qualities were untouchable and no one would ever be was beautiful to Alison.
Alison's thoughts were disrupted when Lorenzo put Alison's legs in the ocean, splashing her in the water.
Lorenzo would do just fine for now.
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"Chug! Chug! Chug!"
Emily downed the last bit of her beer and tossed the empty can up, throwing her hands up in the air, her lips turned up in a curve.
"Emily Fields, you are such a goddess. Why do you have to be gay?" Austin asked, his eyes twinkling with playfulness. Emily patted him on the shoulder, "sorry, Aus." Emily adjusted her bathing suit top, retying the string around her back. She smelt like beer, salt water, and sunscreen.
Two girls who had taken interest in the chug fest going on behind of them looked over at the brunette. One was blonde wearing a black bikini that barely had enough cloth to cover anything up, and the other was a light haired brunette in a red bikini, almost as revealing as the blonde's.
"Wait, you're gay?" the blonde asked, her voice heavily influenced by a drunken slur. Emily turned her head to face the girls. Emily's chocolate eyes raked over the two girls bodies. They both were very attractive, and Emily's eyes were very appreciative of that. Thank God for Ray Ban sunglasses.
"Yeah," Emily replied, placing her arms back to her sides, "I am."
The two girls glanced at each other and grinned. "You are seriously the hottest lesbian I have ever met! I would have never guessed you were lesbo," the brunette gushed. Emily smiled, the alcohol in her system about to make her throw out her typical flirtatious personality.
But before Emily could open her mouth, Austin put his arm around Emily's neck, "ladies, ladies. This is not ordinary lesbian. This is Emily Fields, AKA, Miss I'm Going To Turn You Gay."
The two girls laughed and Emily softly shoved Austin, "shut up." Austin turned towards the two girls, "it's true. I've seen her turn out many straight girls without even trying, ladies. Be careful."
The blonde took a step forward and eyed Emily, "would it be weird if I asked her to make out with me?"
"Yes," Emily replied, pausing for a moment. The blonde frowned, looking disappointed. "But it is my first day of my college spring break, so why not?" The girl smiled seductively and Emily stuck out her hands to grab onto the girl's hips, pulling her against Emily's tall, tone body. The blonde wrapped her arms around Emily and crashed their lips together.
Austin and Emily's friends all started to cheer loudly, causing a scene and gathering more attention from drunken college students that filled up the beach. Other people started to cheer on Emily and the random blonde who Emily was starting to get to know on a every personal level.
Emily pulled herself off of the girl, and a cocky smile wiped across of her lips. The blonde whispered in Emily's ear, giving Emily her hotel name and room number, kissing Emily on the ear lobe again before turning to walk away.
Austin handed Emily a beer and gave her a high-five, "seriously, why haven't I had a hot lesbian best friend before?! You're going to pull more girls than all of us guys this week!" Emily popped the lid on her beer and took a sip, "you're probably right."
The brunette's smile quietly vanished and she nearly choked on her drink at the view in front of her. Austin noticed Emily's sudden change in demeanor, "whoa, Em, what's wrong?"
Emily dropped her beer can in the sand, not bothering to bend down and pick it up.
Austin put his beer down and took a step over to Emily, "Em? Talk to me, what is it? Are you feeling sick?" Emily shook her head and kept her eyes focused ahead of her. Austin put his hand on Emily's shoulder, "Emily, breathe and look at me. What's wrong?" Emily broke her glare and looked up at Austin. The dirty blonde, shaggy haired boy could see in Emily's eyes that something was wrong with his best friend.
Emily flicked her eyes back to a blonde with lose curly hair and a strapless hot pink bikini that fit her body perfectly, showing off her abs that were not there just a bit over a year and a half ago.
Though the blonde had always had a great body, Emily could see that she had been working out. It showed in abs, tone legs, and even her round butt. And God Emily could tell she had been doing squats.
Emily's mouth went dry. Along with a new toned body that the blonde got, she also got a new toned boy toy. Emily could feel her stomach turn and a hole burning in her heart.
Out of all the beaches in the world…how. How did Emily end up in the exact same spot as her.
The one girl who had come into Emily's world and made her fall in love like she had never before. The one girl that Emily still dreamed about and thought of even when Emily was under another girl. The one girl Emily knew she would probably always have feelings for and that she hated her for it.
"That's Alison," Emily barely choked out. Austin's light brown golden eyes followed Emily's stare over to a blonde who was draped over a tan guy. He was a bit darker than Emily, but not by much.
"Alison? As in the Alison?" Austin asked, already feeling as if he knew the answer. Emily didn't reply, she just nodded.
Austin let out a sigh, "oh God." Emily felt her head spin, and this wasn't because of the alcohol. Oh God is right.
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Alison bent down to put on her jean shorts.
"So we'll meet back up with you later night," Alison said, looking up at Lorenzo.
Lorenzo nodded and picked up his towel and beach chair, "you've got it."
Alison kept her tank top off, throwing it in her bag. Cece said her goodbye's to her friends and walked up to Alison, "ready to go?"
Alison nodded and picked up her beach chair, tossing the strap on it over her shoulder.
Lorenzo leaned down and pressed a kiss to Alison's lips, "I will see you in a few hours. Try not to run off with a younger guy." Alison playfully smiled, "I'll try my best." Lorenzo walked the opposite direction of Alison. He was going with his friends to get dinner before going out tonight.
Cece and Alison started walking and Cece laughed. Alison looked over at Cece, "what is it now?"
"When are you going to dump him?"
Alison crinkled her nose, "what?"
Cece kept her face forward as she kept walking, "we both know that you aren't into this. Why don't you just dump him so we can find you someone you actually want to—,"
Cece stopped when she bumped into Alison, who had stopped walking.
Cece looked at the young blonde, "Ali? What in the world?"
Alison's face was straight and her eyes were wide. All of the tan color and red sunburn on her face had seemed to vanish as her skin went pale.
"Alison?" Cece restated.
Cece followed Alison's eyes to see a very familiar tan brunette standing a few feet away. She had one arm slung over a dirty blonde, very attractive guy that Alison didn't recognize, and another arm slung over a very attractive mixed girl who was just as unfamiliar to Alison.
Who were they? Was that her girlfriend?
"Holy fucking shit," Cece stated, her voice filled with disbelief, "Americano."