"Can't really put my finger to it – just something beautiful." She sipped her Coke; her eyes stared into mine. "Something beautiful you say," her hand then came up and rested on my thigh. "Can you describe it to me – what beautiful thing it was that you were busy thinking about?" My hand fell on top of hers; her fingers played with each other. "I wish I could, but can't remember it anymore." "Perhaps you need a little something to help you remember then." "Yes, perhaps I do." I didn't need any soothsayer to draw me a picture of what I had in front of me; already I was starting to feel a growing urge in the seat of my jeans. I brought my hand to her neck and pulled her towards me. She came willingly and our lips met in a warm kiss. I broke the connection for a moment and looked at her. "All those times that I tried asking you out, I always figured you never wanted to have anything to do with me." "I know," she nearly whispered with her lips close to my face. "I guess I was just. Instead of walking home, she heads towards the beach. It instantly became a favourite spot for David to visit as soon as Annie introduced it to him and on the rare occasion when he wasn’t with his classmates or Kelly, they would go and sit on the beach and talk for hours about random stuff. Sitting down on the cool sand, Annie removes her sandals and looks out to the crashing sea. The moonlight speckles the waves as they lap onto the shore. The harsh whiteness of the streetlights light up the tide and the ambient silence is comforting. As she is shielded by a rock wall, she is hidden from the rest of the world. Resting her elbows on her knees, she begins to weep. Choked, quiet sobs escape her as a thought of a close friend leaving her life consumes her. Had their friendship become so insignificant to him? He must really think little of me, she thinks as her tears run down her face. “Annie?” a voice appears, startling her. Annie looks up and sees David, standing a few feet away from.
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