You couldn't believe it when your parents said you were moving again. You rolled your eyes as you packed up your things. 16 years of life and you still can't catch a break.

There you were, standing outside the new house.. It was nice that it was right on the beach, and the neighbor's son was pretty cute..

Maybe your complaining got to your mom, because she practically shoved you out to 'make friends'.

"Hey! New boy, right?" Aster smirked, a blush forming along his freckled cheeks.