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It wasn’t possible… it couldn’t be. I didn’t want to believe… I wouldn’t have believed if I hadn’t seen.

“…”

how could she…

“No mama please… MAMA NO!”

SLAP!

“MAMA! PLEASE DON’T!”

didn’t she see…

“This is… This is SICK!” she screamed as page by page she ripped the album apart. Into the flames of the fireplace they went. Page by page… memory by memory… completely destroyed.

how important they were to me…

No… she didn’t see or care enough to try. This is all because of her… But if asked she would claim no recollection. To her I’m a rotten child that has been given too much attention. Failing to see the truth as it sits bluntly in front of her face.

I’m completely damaged beyond repair… and she doesn’t see me… The only me she sees is the shadow of the girl I used to be. Before when I used to be the ideal princess and my fairytale was rainbow colored.

I was so naïve… I actually believed in shining knights coming to somehow save me. Not that I needed saving back then. Back when I was thirteen and free.

Time has a way of changing things… now that I’m no longer thirteen I can see… I can see how people lie and deceive. This world is covered in hue of darkest black yet no one sees…

I see no purpose. I see no point. Why should I have to get through today, when tomorrow’s going to be the same?

I am told this is a phrase. A perfectly normal stage in the life of an adolescent teen such as me. But I am fifteen and I can clearly see. No longer blinded by the pretty light mama puts in front of me.

I had finally figured out a way. A way to keep me clean. It was a way I could relinquish myself in me and still be the me she wanted to see. It is ironic… that now… because of her… I have start again… when it is because of her I even began.

Staring at my watch, it reads 5:30AM. I should be in bed, yet somehow here I am. In my old blue jeans by the pond… under a tree… at Marblehead meadow. My secret hiding place… my private sanctuary to do what I please.

My lips are horribly dry from the cold wind blowing against them. So dry they hurt… they break as I try to add moisture by running my tongue over them. A failed attempt of course… my tongue is drier then my lips.

Despite the coldness, I can’t help but laugh. The weatherman had predicated sunshine of course. A clear morning sky or so he said. Instead dark clouds fill the sky. But I suppose this is irony at its best. It seems god has provided me with the perfect setting to begin again…

So who am I to disagree…

Not that I can. No… I can’t deny it. Not when I can feel it again… running through my veins in a somewhat pleading patronizing sort of way. The itching… the need… now I can’t breathe.

It’s a good thing I brought my little friend with me. Hand in my pocket; I slowly pull it… my beautiful switchblade. In an instant three marks are made… light enough to be alive… deep enough to make me cry.

My bare feet wiggle in the mud as the blood flows free. To say it feels amazing would be an understatement. To say it… would also be sickeningly twisted and pathetic.

A strong gust of wind blows making me shiver… making my body fall back. The wind wasn’t that strong… I was just that weak. Stretching out, I lift my right arm over my face. My fingers lightly tracing over the newly created markings… making me flinch on contact. As my fingers touch my now bumpy… whelped… skin, I feel the itch arise in me again.

With the blade in my left hand I gently trace the edge along my skin until I found the spot… the perfect spot… right along my wrist. Pushing it deeply and moving it in a straight line, the thin red liquid begins to slip through the wound…

Its looks so… beautiful…

“Not again…”

The voice surprises me… but not completely. I don’t even bothering moving my eyes to him. I merely continue to fixated on my wound… my relief… Still. I can’t stand his eyes on me. They make me itch, but it’s a different type of itching this time… and I can feel the heat rise to my cheeks.

“Go away Reid…”

Despite my words he doesn’t leave. I know because I can still feel his eyes on me. I let my arm fall and lay against my chest. My eyes now directly looking at him.

A hand in his pocket… a hand behind his neck… looking down on me. The mask on his pretty face completely blank. But his eyes cannot hide what he sees when he looks at me. The ocean of blue and green look at me and see me… the actually me. Not the me that cries herself to sleep but the me who can smile and be glee.

Sigh…

Looking at him looking at me I begin to see… why I’m in love with him.

Not in love in love… The love for him is special and unique. A type of love that is blind and cannot see. A type of love I’ve had since I was three.

Holding out his hand to me, he has that cross between a smile and smirk. His voice is deep from obvious lack of sleep. “Come on…” he says, his hand coming down to reach for me.

In silence, I put my hand in his. The simple touch sends warmth up my arm… slowly to my heart. I can feel his warmth now… and it makes me slightly flutter and blush. But as I stand, my eyes narrow and anguish flows through me once again.

It’s the same… it is always the same.

Yanking my hand away from his, I frown and in his eyes I can see now confusion. I scoff and turn away from him, not letting myself sink in those oceans of blue and green. “Why…” I pause for a moment letting myself take a breath. “Why do you always come after me?”

And then there was silence. Complete and utter silence. The silence was cold and engulfing me… maybe I shouldn’t have asked…

“Ahh…”

My lips parted as I felt him wrap his tattooed arms around me… my back against his amazingly warm chest…

His head leaned down resting on my shoulder. I could feel his hot breath against my skin… “Don’t you remember sleeping beauty…” he whispered into my ear as fingers traced along my pale cheeks. “You said you were always mine.”

I frowned and shook out of his embrace. “Don’t call me that,” I scoffed as I turned around and poked him in the chest. Meeting his eyes I felt the familiar heat arising to my cheeks so I let my head fall to the side. My fingers hooked on my belt and I slightly shrugged. “Besides…” My throat was dry now and I knew my voice had grown shaky but I still managed to reply, “I lied.”

Strong hands grabbed my shoulders and spun me around to face him. And although I had a frown on my face, he had a wide… seditious… grin on his. That grin… it’s making me lose focus. All I can think about is our closeness… how his eyes twinkle with vivacity as he looks into my dull life-less ones… and how his hands move from my shoulders to cup my cheeks. He licks his lips, and my attention shifts to them. And in an instant… like lightening striking… his lips capture mine.

Our lips began to move together in familiarity. My heart rate escalated the way it always did. Parting my lips, he entered my mouth and caressed my tongue with his own. I took a breath and gasped as he captured my bottom lip and gently sucked on it. He is definitely the best kisser I have ever known.

“Mmmmm,” the sound escaped before I could stop it. I felt Reid smile against my lips and then his hands dropped from my cheeks as he broke away.

Unzipping his orange hoodie he slips it off and around my shoulders. “Come on…” he repeats for the second time today as he turned his back to me. I immediately knew what he wanted and smirked. Some things never change. With a hop, I jumped on this back, his hands holding me by the back of my knees.

He shivered when my hands traced along the inked design on the back of his neck. “Fuck! Your hands are freezing!” he wined as I finally cracked a genuine smile. Tucking my hands against my chest, the side of my face was pressed against his back.

The smile on my face stays in place as Reid continues walking with me on his back. Just like it has always been… even before I lost myself. He has always been here… always next to me. Even though the others… Tyler, Pogue, Caleb…care for me… they have never seen this side of me.

“Well… what did she do this time?” his voice slightly irritated, knowing full well momma dearest was always behind my… habits.

“She threw it away…” My breath came in a little shallow as the memories… and the itch… flooded back into my consciousness. “She threw my collection away.”

“It was stupid anyway.” He pointed out, completely dismissing it. Guess it was his way of telling me to get over it. It was a bad way but it was his way.

Stupid… I felt the need to defend myself though deep down I knew it was stupid it was still something more… “They were… special.” I mumbled more to myself than to him, but when I heard him sneer I knew he had heard me.

“Since when is a scab collection special.”

A lump filled in my throat at his statement. He couldn’t understand… he never has… he just accepts it. More importantly he doesn’t question it… well most of the time anyway… “It isn’t simple to explain.”

“It is simple.”

Groan.

And so it begins… another classic discussion between mister hot shot and me, miss self-destruction…

I snorted. “Nothing is simple.” I tried to tell him, but I already knew it was useless even before this conversation had begun.

“Everything is simple.”

“We can never agree.”

“Because you have to disagree.” He answered, clear amusement in his voice and even though I couldn’t see his face I knew he was smirking.

Sigh.

“Fuck you Reid.” Curling my finger, I flicked the tip of his ear and a small chuckle escaped me when he flinched.

He glanced over his shoulder and I could seem him give me a crooked smile. “Right back at’cha… Anastasia.” He retorted, fully pronouncing my name.

I cringed at the sound of it. I hated my name. “Jerk.” I muttered groggily and a loud yawn came from my mouth before I could stop it. It wasn’t surprising that I was so tired…

He jiggled me a bit and laughed as I groaned in protest. “You’re pouting aren’t you?” My eyes narrowed. How did he always know? I didn’t say anything just huffed and I guess that was enough to confirm his accusation because he started laughing again. I opened my mouth to make a come back but another yawn came out instead. “Get some sleep,” he told me as his laughing calmed down.

Although he couldn’t tell I still nodded my head slightly. I yawned again and rubbed my eyes a little. I suddenly remembered something… “You think you could sprinkle some fairy dust on me.” I muttered catching him off guard. My small smile grew… he was so cute when taken off guard. “So I can fly away…”

He shook his head softly. “Maybe someday.” I was down right grinning by now. He did remember…

“Will you fly away with me?” My eyes drifted close but my ears held out awaiting his answer.

“Doesn’t the prince always follow sleeping beauty?”

I smiled as my mind wandered further in unconsciousness… only one thought left in my mind… an answer to his remark…

…not in my dream… in my dream sleeping beauty slumbers alone…

I don’t know how I got suckered into this whole ordeal. Tyler looked at his reflection in the car window. He was wearing a black tux with a white mask that only covered his eyes. This is so stupid, he thought as he rolled his blue eyes.

It was a coming of age party, also known as a birthday, with a masquerade ball theme. It was for some girl he didn’t even know; all he knew was that she was the daughter of his fathers business associate. Of course, neither one of his parents wanted to attend, so they sent him as their respective. As if things didn’t suck enough, he couldn’t even get one of his so-called friends to come.

Tyler let out a groan as he stared at the house, no, mansion in front of him. I might as well get this over with. Ringing the doorbell, he showed the maid the invitation and was immediately let in.

As soon as he stepped inside, he saw the various decorations saying ‘Happy Birthday Laura’. Well at least he didn’t have to worry about forgetting the girls’ name. His eyes scanned the room where the guests were gathered.

Everyone in the room had masks, which made him breath a sigh of relief. At least now he didn’t feel so foolish. Even with the masks he could tell that most of the people were middle aged, he didn’t see anyone even close to his age. Damn, I feel sorry for the girl.

Not even having been two seconds in the room, he was bombarded with a swamp of guests. How he wished he were Reid or Pogue right now. Neither one of them would give a second thought to blowing these people off. But, no, not him – he could never be like that. He would have to stand there, answering their questions, while he smiled politely and laughed at their lame attempts at being funny.

His eyes wandered around the room where he spotted where the balcony at the corner of the room. Quickly excusing himself from the people, he made his way towards it. This blows, he thought as he slid the glass doors open and peaked outside. At least no one else is out here.

Closing the doors behind him, he walked over to the railing. He let out a deep breath; he didn’t even realize he was holding. Society gatherings really weren’t his thing. He would have been labeled antisocial if it weren’t for his brothers, a.k.a. the social butterflies.

Reaching inside the tux, he pulled out a cigarette from his pocket. Not many people knew he smoked; it wasn’t something he did often. He had recently picked up the habit, but of course whenever someone asked he would blame it on Reid’s bad influence. It had brought a good laugh when Caleb found out and nearly straggled the blond. Heaven forbid someone should taint their precious baby boy.

He was so lost in his own thoughts that he was meekly aware of someone opening the doors and stepping inside. It wasn’t until he heard the doors slid close, that he realized he wasn’t alone anymore. Turning around, he noticed it was just some girl, who miraculously looked around his age. So I’m not the only teenager here.

“Did you come here to escape too?” the girl asked him as she closed the curtains to the door so that no one could see they were there.

He was silently thankful for that, he certainly didn’t want to be trapped here with any of those people. He nodded his head as a response to her question and put out the cigarette on the sole of his shoe.

The girl stepped away from the shadows and he got the chance to have a good look at her. From what he could tell because of her mask, she had hazel eyes. Which he had to admit complimented her silky mike white skin quite well. Her wavy black hair blew a bit in the wind, making her put a few strands of it behind her ear. His eyes wandered down her lean frame and noticed the dark gown she wore. She must be another guest at the party, he guessed as he watched her take a seat on the edge of the rail.

“You smoke.” It wasn’t a question, more like a statement.

He could tell she was just as bored as he was by the tone of her voice. I guess she’s trying to make small talk. “Yeah.” So that wasn’t the best way to make small talk, but he had actually been enjoying the silence before she came in. Unlike his best friend, he didn’t feel it necessary to constantly flirt with the opposite sex.

“Let’s have some fun.”

Tyler was about to ask what she meant, when he saw her move in front of him and bend down to kiss him square on the lips. Part of him thought he should move away from her, while the other part thought why the hell not. Besides he had been bored, so that was a good enough excuse for him.

Breaking away from her kiss, he swiftly moved so that she was the one against the railing while he was in front of her. She sat up against the railing as he moved in to start kissing her again.

Moving away from her lips, he slowly traced a trail down to her neck. He inhaled the scent of her perfume and it instantly began to arousal him. Well, it was either that or the fact he hadn’t gotten laid in a while. Either way he didn’t care, he was just glad she was so bold as to be doing this in the first place.

His hands made their way to her thighs and gently stroked her through the dress. Velvet, he thought as he felt the material of her gown, feels good.

His lips remained locked on her neck, as he sucked on her skin, making sure to leave small love marks behind. He felt himself grow hard as she let out soft moans in his ear. There wasn’t anything more then he wanted then to take her right there and then. But he couldn’t do that, could he?

He trailed kisses back her jaw line and onto her hungry lips. After savoring her for a bit, he slowly broke away from the kiss and also removed his hands from her thighs.

Looking at her, he felt his breath locked in his throat. She looked gorgeous sitting there as her chest rose up and down from her heavy breathing. He couldn’t blame her, he too was breathing hard and not to mention struggling with a hard on.

The girl pouted her lips and raised an eyebrow as she stared at the brunette. At first she couldn’t understand why he had moved away from her, but then it finally hit her. He was silently asking for permission, what a gentleman.

A smirk spread on her face as she pulled the boy back closer to her. “Think of this as a birthday gift,” she said as her hand traveled up his thighs and pressed against his already throbbing erection.

Needing no more encouragement, he locked lips with her once again. She smiled to herself as she licked his bottom lip. Opening his mouth, their battle to dominate the kiss immediately began.

His hands made their way down her back and he placed them on her firm bottom. Giving her a squeeze, he felt her grind herself in him. She broke away from the kiss and dropped her head back as she let out a moan. A series of ‘oh’s’ and ‘ah’s’ escaped her lips as she felt his hands leave her butt and make their way up her thighs.

Her dress was hiked up and revealed her pink cotton underpants. His fingers lingered on the edge of her panties when he felt her unzip his pants and slip her hand inside.

“Oh shit,” he mumbled as her soft hand started building a rhythm up and down his shaft. He closed his eyes, as he lost himself in the pure bliss of it all. Her thumb graciously brushed over the tip and that was all it took for loose all control. His hands quickly worked off her panties but before they were completely off…

A knock on the glass door made both teens freeze on the spot. Tyler removed his hands from body and she did the same. “Miss. Laura, your mother is looking for you,” said a small voice from the other side of the door, which Tyler recognized as one of the maids.

“Okay I’ll be in soon.”

Wide-eyed, Tyler looked from the door over to Laura. “Wait, you mean this whole party is for you?” He could hardly believe the girl his dad told him about, quiet, shy, and traditional, was the same girl he had been moments away from screwing.

Laura let out a low sigh as she nodded her head. “Yeah… lucky me.” Hoping off the ledge, she placed a hand behind her neck. “Thanks for the birthday gift,” she said with a sly smile.

Tyler chuckled to himself as he watched her fix her dress and make her way back inside the party. Taking out a cigarette from his pocket, he lit it up and inhaled. He couldn’t erase the grin off his face, not that he really wanted to. Can’t wait to tell the guys what they missed, he mused as another chuckle escaped his lips, Reid is going to be so jealous.

Tyler walked along side the shore, his bare chest soaking up the sun. I’ll probably end up getting a tan. He had been here for two weeks already and he couldn’t get enough of the beach. It was perfect as far as he was concerned. The sun shining, the beautiful blue water, and the soft white sand – it was all too good to be true. For a moment he felt selfish for not telling his brothers about this vacation to California, but he really did need to be alone.

Taking a deep breath, a smile spread along his face. This is like paradise, he thought as he sat down on the sand. Putting his arms behind his head he laid down and his blue eyes closed shut. It felt nice being alone, not that he didn’t miss his brothers or anything, but it just felt nice to be an individual. Back home he was known as part of the ‘Sons of Ipswich’, even worse he was known as the baby of the group.

Here I can be just a regular guy. Here he didn’t have to worry about being the youngest, about his powers, or anything else that involved his family. This get away was exactly what he needed before his senior year of high school and not to mention his upcoming ascension. He couldn’t help but let out a loud sigh of frustration and relaxation wrapped into one.

During this summer he was determined to ‘find himself’, as clichéd as that may sound to anyone. For as long as he can remember he has always been known as ‘baby boy’ and he was tired of it. He wanted to be known for something other than being the youngest, or not mention the shyest of the bunch. Caleb was the leader, ladies man, and the strongest of the bunch. Pogue was the motorcycle racer, strong, and an all around daredevil. Reid was the practical joker, womanizer, and just plain reckless. Then there was him, Tyler Simms, and he was… well… that was what this summer was all about.

The sound of the waves splashing and the seagulls flying overheard was making the brunette start to doze off. He felt so at peace, no worries what so ever.

Turning his head to the side his eyes widen in confusion at the sight before his eyes. There was a girl lying on the sand further down away from him. It looked liked she had been washed up by the sea. Her body seemed unmoving and her eyes were closed so Tyler only assumed the worst. In an instant, Tyler was stumbling over his feet trying to get over to the girl as fast as he could.

Reaching over the girl he didn’t waste a second and proceeded to give her mouth or mouth. Seeing her eyes fly open, Tyler removed his lips from the girl and breathed out an exhausted and relieved huff. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice clearly showing concern for the girl.

The girl stared up at the boy towering over her. She was in a complete state of shock with her green eyes widened and her mouth partly open. After a couple of seconds of the initial shock wearing off, her facial expression seemed to change. “I… I wasn’t drowning,” she managed to stutter out as a smile crept onto her freckled face. In seconds the girls’ smile turned into full out laughter as she covered her face with her small hands.

Sitting up Tyler brushed a hand through his hair, trying to rid himself of his embarrassment. Unfortunately the girls’ laughter only worked to make his blush redden more. I’m so stupid, he thought, as he was about to get up and get away from the hysterical girl. But just as he was about to get up he felt a hand grab his arm and bring him back down so that once again he was hovering over her. “But you know you’re welcome to kiss me anytime,” the girl said as leaned forward to capture his lips.

Needless to say the brunette was shocked beyond belief at the fact that this red headed girl was kissing him. Her lips were soft and he could swear he could taste strawberries, probably her lip-gloss, he thought randomly. But just as he felt himself getting into the kiss, the girl pulled away from him. “So does my savior have a name?” she asked with a mischievous grin.

Sitting up so he wasn’t over the girl anymore, Tyler took a seat right beside her in the sand. He felt himself start blushing again as the girl continued staring at him awaiting an answer. “It’s Tyler and technically I didn’t really save you,” he replied with a sheepish smile.

“Of course you saved me. Before you came along I was doomed to a boring day at the beach,” she said in a melodramatic tone as she threw an arm over her head as an after effect. Suddenly sitting up she flashed the boy a wink. “By the way, the name is Anne.”

Standing up, Tyler brushed the sand off his pants and then held out a hand for Anne. With a quick ‘thanks’ from the girl, he managed to effortlessly help her to her feet. “If you don’t mind me asking, what were you doing just laying there?” he asked as he saw her tie her wavy hair up in a ponytail.

Anne shrugs her shoulders, “To be honest I just fell asleep.” Walking a couple of steps around the boy, her feet played around in the sand. “I get bored easily, when I’m by myself.” Removing the long blue t-shirt that covered her body she revealed a black and blue bikini.

It wasn’t until that moment that he realized just how attractive she was. Fine porcelain skin, light brown freckles scattered along her back, and he couldn’t help but notice the cute heart-like birthmark right above her right breast. Damn, she really looks hot. He saw her lips move but being distracted in his own thoughts caused him not to hear a thing. “Wha…What did you say?”

She could easily tell what he had been staring at and bit her lip as she tried to hold back a chuckle. Stepping forward so that they were only a few inches away from each other, she gently tapped his chin up making him look into her eyes. “Eyes up here lover boy,” she teased causing the boy to once again blush. Could this guy look any cuter? Taking a step back she repeated her earlier question, “What were you doing here?”

Breaking away the eye contact, he could feel his cheeks burning from the embarrassment. “Uh…I’m uh… I’m here on vacation,” he managed to stutter out. He saw her mouth the word, ‘oh’, and he anticipated her next question. “I’m only here for about two more weeks.”

“Well we’re just have to make the most of it,” her tone sounded suggestively as she took a couple steps forward. Licking her lips she was only inches away from him now. Tyler held his breath in, is she going to kiss me, he briefly wondered as he saw her lean up. Taking the opportunity to put his hands on her exposed hips, he leaned down as she closed the space between them. Giving him a swift peck on the lips she stepped back and smiled, “Tag you’re it!” Quickly escaping from his grasp she started running. Tyler let out a laugh as he started chasing the girl around the beach.

Wow, she is pretty fast, Tyler thought as he ran a bit faster to catch up to her. Anne quickly dodged a fast approaching Tyler and ran into the blue waves. The brunette laughed as he watched the girl run into the water. Suddenly she stopped moving in the water when she got in deeper and Tyler took the opportunity to grab her.

Holding her by the waist, he lifted her up and twirled her around. Anne let out a fit of giggles as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Her green eyes seemed to sparkle as she looked into his blue ones. Coming to a stop, Tyler still held onto her waist as he felt himself getting lost in her eyes. Without a moment’s hesitation she leaned forward and kissed him once again.

Unlike like the last couple of kisses, this one was much more than a peck. This kiss was much more intense and Tyler was more than eager to deepen the kiss. The pounding waves made her small frame push up against his body. It was unlike any other kiss he had ever had, her lips were so warm and soft that it was numbing away any reasonable thoughts. Lack of air was becoming a problem and Anne was the first to redundantly break away.

“Why did you stop running?” asked the breathless brunette as he continued to look at the girl in his arms. His eyes fixated themselves on her angelic face, rosy cheeks and swollen red lips from the intense kiss they had just shared. It took all his willpower not to pounce on her lips that seemed to be begging him to continue his assault.

“I can’t swim,” she confessed with a flirty smile as she let her hands fall down onto his chest. Her neatly trimmed fingernails sensually running up and down his torso as she bit down on her lower lip.

“I’m glad,” with that said Tyler didn’t waste any time launching his lips onto hers yet again. Placing his hands securely on both sides of her neck, he felt himself swiftly losing his control. She felt desperate to have him even closer and luckily he seemed to have the same thought in mind. Tyler ran his tongue against her lower lip, begging for entry, as he slid his hands down to her hips.

Anne smiled into the kiss as she let him begin his explorations. As soon as she parted her lips, his tongue dove in and she felt herself let out a low moan. Her tongue moved in rhythm with his before both fought to dominant the kiss. She knew this was… well… weird to be doing with a guy she just met, but something about her felt so different with him. After all she was young, single, and well… so what if she was making out with a guy at the beach. He was special she knew it, she felt it the moment he first kissed her, and she was going to be damned if she was going to just pass up this chance. But she wasn’t naïve by any means and she knew it couldn’t last forever. It was getting late and even though she wanted nothing more than to stay in his arms, she knew she had to go.

“Mmm…” she mumbled against the boy’s mouth. Tyler’s lips were preventing her from forming any complete sentence, not that she minded. Putting her hands on her bare chest, she gently pushed him back a few inches in order to talk. “Sorry blue eyes, but I got to go,” she whispered in between giving him a couple of more pecks.

She pushed back on his chest once more making sure to break away from him all together. If she was ever going to leave, she needed to separate her body from his before she could lose herself in his touch again. “Meet me here tomorrow around the same time,” she said as she let go of his hands and made her way out of the water.

Tyler watched the girl as she ran off grabbing her previously discarded shirt from the sand. Turning around she waved at him before making her way to her parked car. Getting out of the water, he fell back on the sand with a content smile on his face. Maybe there’s more to this vacation after all.

-x-x-x-x-x-

The waves came crashing down on the petite girl making her fall over for what seemed like the hundredth time that day. Tyler laughed as he saw the girl try and pick herself up, but the waves causing her to fall down again. The boy easily picked her up by the waist and brought up to her feet. “I’m tired already,” Anne complained as she squirmed around in the boys’ tight grasp.

For the past few days Tyler had taken it upon himself to try and teach the girl to swim. Fortunately his family hadn’t asked too many questions about where he was spending his last days of vacation. How was he supposed to explain his ‘relationship’ with the girl? It was a fling and nothing more, of that much he was sure. This type of thing never happened to him, and he wasn’t going to let this adventure pass him by.

Tyler couldn’t help but start laughing at her apparent attempts to escape from his hold. Looking into her green eyes, a smirk formed on his lips as he was struck by a mischievous idea. He took hold of her hips making her body slam into his, he heard her let out a gasp. In one rapid movement, he threw her over his shoulders. Before she could open her mouth to protest Tyler cut her off, “you said you were tired right,” he teased as he walked out of the water.

He laid her down on the sand gently and kneeled over her as he grinned at the girl. Anne bit her bottom lip; he is too cute, she thought as she quickly leaned up giving him a kiss. This caught the boy off guard and he fell back from the surprise. Taking the opportunity while she had it, she made her way on top of the boy, straddlinghis hips.

Anne continued to sit on top of the boy in silence, while still staring into his blue eyes. Her lips suddenly turned into a smile, which soon turned into laughter. “I like you,” she said grinning at the surprised expression on the boys’ face. Not giving the boy time to respond she pushed him back on the sand and rolled off him.

Tyler sat up and looked at the girl lying next to him. He felt his cheeks begin to blush, she likes me, he thought happily. I guess this makes it more than a simple fling. Reality soon came crashing down on the boy as he realized he only had about three more days left. “I like you too, I wish I could stay here longer,” he said as he ran his hand through his hair.

Turning her face to look at him, she smiled as she saw his serious expression. He really means it, she thought aimlessly as she shrugged her shoulders in response. “It doesn’t matter,” she stated but then noticed the confused look on his face. “What I mean is I’m moving, my dad got a job relocation and stuff. I’m only here for a couple more days,” she explained.

“Where are you moving to?”

“Oh come on blue eyes, don’t make me think about it anymore,” she wined throwing her hands over her face and shaking her head from side to side. Removing the hands from her face, she turned on her side and looked at the boy. “I’m sure you can think of a better way to spend our time together,” she said while licking her lips.

Tyler continued lying back with his elbows supporting him up, while he looked at Anne. The wind blew Anne’s hair in her face and Tyler pushed the hair behind her ear. For a moment he let his hand linger on her face. His face lingered close to hers but he made no sudden move to kiss her. She had never felt this before, such an attraction, but yet it was more than that. Leaning to him she captured his lips while he cupped her face in his hands.

Their kiss went from flirtatious to sensual in seconds and Anne couldn’t help but let out a gasp when she felt his tongue invading her mouth. Tyler broke away from the kiss and started to trail kisses along her jaw line. Reaching her neck he made his way down kissing her collarbone towards her bare shoulders. Anne let out a moan as she felt the goose bumps run up and down her entire body.

Anne ran her fingers into his hair as she moved so that she could be straddling his hips. His hot breath on her skin was numbing her senses and her body seemed to respond on its own accord. As she grinded her body down on his arousal, the boy continued to leave love marks all along her neck. She threw her head back in pure bliss, as Tyler sucked on her ear lobe while his nervous hands made their way up her thighs.

Tyler’s hand suddenly came to a stop at the string that held her bikini bottom tied. She wanted to protest, but when she pulled back to look at him, her breath was taken away. In his eyes she saw so much emotion, that she felt her heart beat quicken its pace. He’s… he’s actually asking for permission. Smiling, Anne leaned down kissing him softly as she grinded her body down on him again.

That was all the encouragement the boy needed, his finger quickly untied the ribbon and the bikini was thrown aside. The friction from his shorts on her bare skin made her let out an audible groan. Her small hands made their way down his chest and immediately got to work on taking off his shorts. In a swift movement, Anne raised herself and quickly brought herself back down, his erection penetrating her. Tyler looked at her as she threw her head back in desire; leaning forward he began to kiss on her neck. He groaned into her neck as he felt her start to slowly move her hips on him.

Anne looked up into the sun as Tyler kept his fast and steady pace inside her. Her mouth gapped open as she felt him suck on the bite mark he had previously created. “Tyler…” she moaned as she felt her climax rapidly approaching. The moans only ceased to excite him further. Taking her hips he started to quicken his pace, pounding into her harder and deeper. Her back arched as she felt him go rougher, it felt indescribably amazing. Putting her hands on his shoulders for support, she aided him by rolling her hips as he slammed her down.

“Oh god,” she screamed out, sinking her trimmed fingernails into the flesh from his back. She continued to groan out his name as she came, hard. Still pumping into her, Tyler’s body suddenly went stiff and shuddered, as he spilled his seed into her.

Anne fell limp into his arms, and she felt him hold onto her tightly. They were both breathing hard as they held each other in silence. Suddenly Anne felt his lips move over to her ear and she quivered at the feeling of his hot breath. “I thought you were tired,” he whispered into her ear.

She could tell he was teasing and still couldn’t help but blush. “Yeah well, I’m never too tired to do that.”

Tyler laughed as the girl went back to rest her head on his shoulder. This is some vacation…

-x-x-x-x-x-

Today was their last day together. Neither one of them had mentioned a word about it, but they both knew.

“So did you ever find it,” Anne asked as she wiggled her toes in the sand. Looking over her shoulder she saw the brunette give her a questioning look, obviously not getting what she was asking. Slightly rolling her eyes, she made another attempt at the question. “What you were looking for I mean?” she said referring to one of their early conversations.

Tyler slowly nodded his head, “Yeah… yeah I did,” he mumbled out as his mind filled with the events from the last two weeks.

Smirking, Anne’s eyes seemed to twinkle with mischief. “Good… come on,” she said as she pulled the boy into the water. Once there she turned and launched on the boy, planting kisses all along his well toned chest.

Tyler put a finger under her chin and lifted her head so that he could look into her eyes. She is so beautiful, he thought as he stared at her flushed face. Placing his hands on her hips, he proceeded to lift her, and she immediately wrapped her legs around him. He held her tightly and leaned in to seize her lips. His tongue instantly slipped between her lips and he heard her let out a gasp. She is so hot, he thought as she felt her wiggle her body into his.

His hands made their way to over her back, slowly caressing her hips. Anne broke away from his kiss as she started to giggle. Pushing all her weight on to him, they both end up falling in the water. That was how their day was spent, kissing and playing around in the water. It was the best way to spend their last day together.

Both of them lay on the beautiful white sand as the sun set. Tyler was hovering over the girl as he kissed from her lips to her neck to her ear. After awhile they slowly broke away from each other, sitting up Anne leaned on the boys shoulder.

Tyler leaned forward, planting a kiss on her forehead as he brushed her hair away from her eyes. They hadn’t spoken for a while. But the silence wasn’t uncomfortable or awkward; it was peaceful. “I hope we get to see each other again some day,” he whispered breaking the silence.

The girls’ green eyes widen at his statement and a small smile formed on her pink lips. Crawling up on top of him she sensually licked her lips. “We will… but only if it’s meant to be,” she said as she closed the gap between them.

Tyler grinned into the kiss, as he pushed her back on to the sand and hovered over her. I hope it is… I hope we meet again…

-x-x-x-x-x-

The school bell ran indicating the beginning of the start of the first period of the very first day of school. Reid was mouthing off about his summer conquests and Tyler tapped his pencil on his desk. He was glad to be back and with his friends, but honestly he hated how much detail the blond put into his stories. Tyler let out a sigh of relief as he saw the professor enter the classroom.

“All right everyone settle down, I know you’re all excited to be in my class,” the professor joked as he set his things up. Turing around to the black board, he began to write down the things that would be covered in class.

The classroom slowly opened and a red haired girl walked in, with her eyes fixated on the ground. The professor turned his head to look at the girl and smiled. “So nice of you to join us. All right class, listen up, we have a new student here at Spencer,” he stated as he took hold of her transfer papers. “Please welcome Ms. Anne Bennette,” he introduced.

Anne slowly raised her eyes from the floor and blushed as she saw everyone’s eyes on her. A pair of blue eyes in particular caught her attention and she felt herself begin to smile. The professor told her to take a seat where she liked and she slowly nodded her head, unable to break the eye contact with the boy.

This year just got a whole lot more interesting, he thought as he saw Anne give him one of her flirtatious winks. Tyler ran a hand threw his hair and smiled to himself as he sat back. I guess this means it’s meant to be….

It was the first time in his entire life he was confused about the opposite sex. Reid Garwin was actually having girl trouble. And it was not a secret he was willing to share. No, instead he would pretend everything was normal.

In a way it wasn’t pretend. This was normal for the relationship he was currently in.

Claire Henderson. His girlfriend for the past seven months and two weeks. The girl of his affections and the cause of his madness.

It was strange for him to refer to her as his ‘girlfriend’. He wasn’t known for being in a relationship with any girl. Despite popular belief, it wasn’t because he didn’t want to be in a relationship – he just never found the right girl to be in one with. But the moment he met her, he knew that she was going to be the exception. And in moments like these he would regret that.

The blond boy remained leaned against his car as he looked at the dormitory of Spencer Academy. His fingers found a cigarette deep within his pocket, and he was quick to light it up. He inhaled deeply as his eyebrows drew together deep in thought.

Part of him wanted to go inside and go find her while the other part of him wanted to forget all about her. Any other girl would never pull a stunt like this one on him. But then again, that was exactly why he was with her. Because of the fact she wasn’t like other girls. She didn’t treat him like a ‘God’. To her, he was just plain ol’ Reid Garwin, nothing more.

He liked that – not having to live up to some image. Around her he could be and do whatever he felt like and not worry about impressing her. Still…he wasn’t completely used to the idea of a girl not worshipping him. But it wasn’t just that, it was that fact that he didn’t hold the control in the relationship. It sounded selfish, he knew it, but he didn’t care.

Out of all the girls I can have, I had to go and pick myself the individualist. He put out the cigarette on the bottom of his shoe. The girl was definitely special, from her tattooed body to her purple dyed hair.

She was out of the loop from most girls in Spencer, in a way she was just as troublesome as he was. Rumors about her spread a mile high, just like they did for him. But the rumors were all false, no one even came close to knowing the real her, except himself. Of course, not even he knew what was going through her head all the time. Just like now. His fingers ran through his golden locks as he closed his eyes for a second.

Every month, for the past three months, it would be the same thing over and over again. She would state the same line, ‘Leave me alone, I want to be lonely’. What the hell does she mean by that anyway, he briefly wondered as he opened his eyes and fixated them to the building it front of him.

There was one thing he hated more… and that was the fact he never saw it coming.

Flashback

Claire had her head against the chest of her boyfriend, Reid Garwin. Even now, several months later, it was hard for her to believe it was real. She was actually in a relationship and with the womanizer of Spencer no less. Actually he wasn’t a womanizer; well… not really, he just had the ‘luck’ of attracting a lot female interest.

His hand was lightly rubbing her nude back and shoulders. “Let’s go out to Nicky’s tomorrow night.” It wasn’t a suggestion or a request – it was a command. She profoundly hated it when he did that ‘thing’. The overprotective, controlling, arrogant boyfriend act thing.

The girl shook her head and sat up from his embrace. “No,” she said as she reached over the side of the bed for something to wear. Pulling the shirt over her head she let out a small sigh. “I’m going to go take a shower.”

She was about to get up from the bed, when she felt him take hold of her wrist. “I’ll go with you,” he said with a sly smirk.

“I can’t even get one hour alone,” she mumbled out loud, not even sure whether or not he heard her.

Placing a hand on his chest she pushed him back and withdrew her wrist from his hold. “Don’t you get it?” she questioned, “I want to be alone, let me be lonely.” Without another word, she rose from the bed and walked out of the room.

Reid stared at the now closed door and silently cursed at her. “Not again,” he mumbled to himself as he let a groan escape his lips. Grabbing his clothes from the floor, he slipped them on and left the room.

She clearly didn’t want him here and he was not going to be pushy about it. At least not yet.

End of Flashback

That had been over five days ago. He was now passed the point of waiting for her. Usually it only took her two days by herself and she was immediately knocking on his door. Never once bothering explaining herself. He didn’t think of asking because he always hoped it was the last time.

But this was now the fourth time she was pulling the same stunt and he was tired of it. Pulling himself off the car, he made his way inside the dormitory and towards her room.

Within minutes he was standing in front of her dorm. 127. His fists pounded against the door and he heard her curse from inside the room. Still, no movement was made to open it. Feeling himself getting even more pissed off, he gave a swift kick to the door.

“Open the door right now!”

Claire frowned her thin eyebrows together and walked over to the door. Taking a deep breath, she opened it wide and narrowed her eyes at the boy. “Don’t tell me what to do!” she screamed and shut the door right back in his face. What the heck has gotten into him, she thought as she stepped back into her bed.

Not two seconds later, the door flew open and in stepped the fuming blond. He saw that she was calmly sitting on her bed. The look on her face let him know she wanted to talk. Closing the door behind himself, he walked over and took a seat next to her.

He was expecting her to say something, but he should have known better than that. The girl always had to be indirectly pushed into talking. Even though he had been in the room for less then five minutes, the silence was getting to him. It was making him itchy.

Tapping his fingers lightly against his lips, he raised an eyebrow at the girl. Waiting for an explanation from her. “Well?”

“Reid…” she paused as she closed her eyes and rubbed her temples, “you’re like chocolate.” Opening her eyes she glanced at the boy sitting next to her and noticed his confused expression. “You taste really sweet but I can’t have you everyday…” she let her voice trail off for a second. “Do you understand?” she asked her voice barely above a whisper.

Reid slowly nodded his head as his fists clenched together. “Yeah,” he responded slowly as he shook his head a bit. “I make you sick.”

Claire rolled her eyes and stood from the bed, clearly frustrated with his stubbornness. “Why can’t you understand?”

Tired of her mind games, he also stood up and faced her. “Why can’t you be normal?”

Her dark eyes glared at the blond, her face flushing a bright red from his words. He sounds just like every other asshole. Despite being only a few inches between their faces, she felt no urge to kiss him. Oh no, his charm had long worn off.

Hands placed firmly over her hips, she continued to stand her ground. “Get out!” she yelled not bothering to blink or flinch from being under his gaze.

“No!” he yelled back at the petite girl and then turned his back to her. “I’m leaving,” he mumbled as he walked over the door and slammed it shut.

Why couldn’t he understand. She did care about him, more than she ever thought she could, but that wasn’t the point. Couldn’t he understand that she needed some time to herself. God, I don’t even think Adam and Eve spent every damn day together.

Flopping back down on her bed, she took the covers and curled herself within them. He would eventually have to learn that she didn’t want to be with him 24/7. He is going to have to learn to trust me, she mentally concluded as her eyes drifted shut.

x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x

Ring… Ring… Ring…

Glancing at her alarm clock, the screen blinked 5:17 a.m. Who the hell could be calling at this time! Sitting up, she let out a yawn as she reached over to her phone, “Hello?”

After a moment of silence on the other line, someone finally spoke. “What are you doing?”

No matter how tired she was she could never have mistaken that voice. “What the hell do you think I was doing Reid?”

She knew exactly why he was calling – he was checking up on her. He actually thinks I’m screwing someone else. The thought of him not trusting her angered her more than she thought.

He could tell by the tone of her voice that he had pushed her over the limit. Nevertheless he was passed the point of caring. He wanted to keep pushing her buttons just like she was doing to him. “I don’t know,” he said, clearing mocking her as he let out a chuckle. “You could be doing anyone.”

The words echoed in her head, and she felt a small tug at her heart. Still, her pride seemed to get the better of her. “Yeah you’re right,” she whispered into the phone. The words slipped out before she even had a chance to stop them.

Reid clutched the phone tightly in his hand as his eyes flashed black at the thought of her being with someone else. “What did you say?”

This was not a conversation she wanted to have with him, especially not at this time of night. “Can’t you leave me the fuck alone!” she yelled into the phone.

Before waiting for a reply she hung the phone up and yanked the cord right from the wall. With a scream, she threw the phone against the door to her room.

As soon as her head hit the pillow she immediately regretted yelling at him that way. She didn’t mean to… but the boy just had a way to make her temper flare. I just need more time… just a little more time and then I can tell him.

Her eyes scanned her room. Never had she thought an empty room could be so loud. Without evening realizing it, a few tears tumbled down her pale cheeks. Just hold on… a little while longer…

x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x

It had been a total of three days since their eventful phone call. He hadn’t seen or spoken to her since. And even though it was killing him to do so, he was not about to go looking for her again. No, Reid Garwin did not beg or pled for any chick.

He walked into the showers with only a towel wrapped around him. Turning the facet, he waited for the water to warm up as he lost himself in his own thoughts again. There was nothing more he wanted than to talk to her, hold her – but no she was too stubborn for her own good. And so was he.

When she felt ready, she would come to him. Just like always. Only this time he hoped there wouldn’t be a next time.

Being so lost in his own thoughts, he didn’t notice the person walking in. It was only when he heard the familiar feminine voice that he realized he wasn’t alone. Turning around he came face to face with the purple haired girl. His eyes traced down her frame and he immediately recognized the boxers she was wearing as his own.

There were so many things he wanted to say and do to her. He wanted to tell her how he missed her, he wanted to yell at her for being so stupid, but most of all he just wanted to hold her and kiss her. But not in that order. Before he had a chance to decide what he wanted to do first, he saw her take a step closer to him.

She placed the palm of her hand against his chest and she took another two steps closer. Now only being inches apart, she got the courage to look him in the eye. Those icy blue eyes that she thought could look right through her very soul without even trying.

“Reid…” her voice was barely audible, but she knew she needed to tell him. “I missed you.” Looking away from her penetrating gaze, she slightly pouted, annoyed with her own feelings.

Not letting her explain herself any more, he put a finger under her chin. Her eyes widen at his touch, but he cut her questions by crashing her lips down on hers. As soon as his lips touched her, he could taste the melon lip gloss he loved so much. Even though he wanted nothing more than to continue kissing her, he wanted something else a little more.

Satisfied from tasting her, after days of separation, he broke away from her lips. Looking into her dark colored eyes, he saw the fear in them. She probably thinks I’m mad at her. Tightening the grip on her waist, he brought her as close as he possibly could. Leaning a head on her shoulder, he started planting small affectionate kisses on her skin.

“Why do you keep doing this?” His voice seemed loud in the quiet room, but in reality it was soft. Much softer than she was accustomed to. It made her feel guilty, and worse, she felt selfish for what she put him through.

“I… I don’t know…” her voice was shaky and a bit horsed. She licked her lips as she started playing with the edge of his towel. “I guess… I… I just want it both ways,” she said as her hand slipped under his towel and started to stroke his already hard length. “You know I want you with me, but I don’t at the same time.”

A smirk played on his thin lips as he let the girl continue to pleasure him. Even though he still didn’t completely understand her reasoning behind her actions or words, there was one thing he knew for certain. The make up sex was always and would be now, without a doubt, incredibly worth it.