You and your best friend were running around on the beach during the sunset.

You two were giggling and laughing, nobody else being there besides a few girls and a group of guys.

Your best friend wanted to approach the guys, but you shook your head, being the anti-social girl you are.

The heavy ocean breeze began to make you shiver, your friend leaving you to go chat with the guys.

You walked over to the towels and slipped on your sweatpants over your bikini bottoms.

You looked around for your sweater but it was no where to be found, until you heard someone clear their throat behind you.

You quickly turned, seeing your rude, arrogant, teasing enemy, Issac.

He had a smirk on his face as he held out your sweater.