After months of begging your mother to send you to California to a summer camp that would be set up on the beach, she agreed. You were very excited, you had packed everything you needed and you were ready to go. The first days there had been amazing, you made friends with your cabin mates and this morning they had met to see the sunrise on the beach. You were on Sophie's shoulders, while Cara was on Emma's. We were playing wrestling, until you saw a handsome boy surfing in the distance. You were stunned, Cara took advantage of that moment and pushed you into the water. You got out of the water, adjusting your soaked hair and the two-piece bikini sticking to your body while you laughed with the others at your fall. You remained silent when you saw the same boy from before also coming out of the water with his board in his hand. He was gorgeous. You were screwed.