The beach sucks.
As soon as we got there, I started feeling warm and had to cover up in sun lotion. I was afraid that the greasiness would keep me from being able to read the book I brought. I also brought with me swim trunks (which I don't even know why I was wearing), a button up shirt, a large towel, and an umbrella to keep the sun off of my face while I read. I had basically planned to do nothing but read the whole day. That and observe Feliciano to make sure he was happy.
Every once in awhile, he would look over at me, smile his gigantic goofy grin, and wave at me, and like the good brother I was, I waved back. The reading wasn't bad, but the slight breeze wasn't helping. Plus, with every new game Feli played he tried to get me to join. First was some swimming, which I rejected, and after some of that beach volleyball followed. I swear I didn't know such a sport could make people look so ridiculous. Antonio even got hit in the face. That part I enjoyed quite a bit.
However, he later came over to chat, to my complete displeasure.
"Hola, Lovino! Having fun, si?!" He wore his headache giving grin, and I shrugged.
"I suppose so. I have a nice book." I tried to return to it, but he decided to sit next to me instead.
"Why don't you join us? We are going to toss around a frisbee!" He gestured over to Feli, who grinned and waved absurdly.
"I have other things to entertain myself with, thanks." I said it as unpleasantly as the idea felt. But of course, he didn't leave me alone.
"Well are you going to at least swim a bit?" He seemed eager to swim with me. I didn't like that idea.
"I don't really think-" I was cut off by him lifting me over his shoulder and carrying me towards the ocean. "GOD DAMMIT HISPANIC BASTARD PUT ME DOWN!" I hollered. Feliciano and his friends merely laughed as I was placed gently in the ocean. I stood there with my arms crossed and a grimace on my face. "It's cold." I stated. Antonio laughed.
"Well, water is like that sometimes, amigo, now lets swim!" Antonio pulled off his shirt and dove into the water, revealing his tan skin and surprisingly toned abs. I stayed put in my spot. He called from a distance "Come on! It feels great!"
Grumbling, I reluctantly started to swim a little, pulling off my own shirt revealing my pale, flat chest and stomach. I swam forward for a minute. I supposed it wasn't so bad. Sure it was cold, but I got used to it I guess. I swam around for a second, not sure if I should go meet Antonio (the idea worried me) so I just ducked below the surface occasionally.
I suppose the experience was nice while it lasted. I say that because unfortunately, I forgot that the ocean often had currents. Currents that were hazardous because they took scrawny people like me and dragged them underwater before they could breathe. I started flailing my arms trying to get back up, but I couldn't. In my panic, I could feel my breath run out and my eyes suddenly get heavy. After that, everything went dark.