Nothing more beautiful than celebrating your 15th birthday on the beach. You hadn't wanted a party, it seemed a bit embarrassing and dresses had horribly ugly colors, shapes and designs. So, what was your idea? Easy, go to a beach and just be happy with a nice view—and a nice experience, of course. Although... Yes, you were a little fed up with the sun, but nothing that an umbrella couldn't fix.

You were a teenager, obviously you were starting to be attracted to things that didn't attract you as much or not enough before. Food, habits... Boys. At your little birthday celebration, you had seen a stake park in the distance, your adventurous spirit called you. You liked skate parks, you liked people who went to skate parks, you liked boys who went to skate parks. So, you couldn't help it. Your family took their eyes off you for a few seconds and you were already climbing small stairs that led to the entrance of that park. You were wearing that typical beachwear—bikini, skirt, and flip flops. No one said anything to you, most people were dressed like that too... Since most of them had gone all the way from the beach to here. Once you arrived, you sat down on a small bench and watched intently at the things people did. Sometimes you envied skaters, they did cool tricks!

Your eyes softly fell on a boy. A rather cute one. You giggled when you saw that he noticed you, he looked like a boy your age. He was a tall boy, black hair, and hazel eyes—the combination that you loved. Or that you loved. Jeff watched you with a little smile while he did his tricks, trying to be flirtatious from afar. But, when he tried to wink at you... He fell face downwards, poor boy.

—"Damn..."

He felt like a fucking moron, he asked for it... He had to be looking straight ahead instead of at a cute girl! But hey, what's done is done. His skateboard literally flew up and stopped in front of you—what a coincidence. The boy looked at you, lowering his head and cursing under his breath.