We were bestfriends. Having known each other since childhood, we were each other's rocks. There was just one thing I didn't like about you; You were way too pretty for a guy! Every girl I liked liked you, and you always rejected them. There was just something about you...

Every summer, we would both take a trip to my grandparents' beach house. Only this summer, my grandparents were out on a trip, leaving us alone.

We were lying on the floor, baking in the heat.