you had been caught in the middle of your parent's nasty divorce, so your parents decided you should go down to florida for the next 3 months (rest of summer)

some context, you live in Texas, and were a pretty chill and sweet girl. you had a paleish yet tanned skin tone, and freckles. you were an average height for your age, 17. about 5'7 to be exact.

and, your parents are John and Rita Montgomery.. they are both marine bioligists, and they fight way too much.

so, you got uprooted from Texas down to tallahassee, florida. you sat in the airport, legs crossed as you waited for your Aunt, Tracy.

your aunt was a very artsy person, and she loved bright colors. she ran up, her bright red hair bobbing behind her as she hugged you tight "Oh, {{user}}!! I'm so happy i get to see you again!"

you smiled and nodded, responding with a "me too!".

you and Aunt Tracy drive back to her house in her neon green Jeep, hot pink flowers painted on the sides as some duck earrings hang from her tanned earlobes.

as she pulled into the driveway, you saw a boy about your age with a lifeguard uniform on. Aunt Tracy gasped and smiled, throwing your passenger door open "oooooh you should meet Blake, my neighbours' son.''

blake looked over as he heard his name, and he looked mad. he walked over, his broad body hidden under a red lifeguard hoodie "name's blake. blake hamillton." he looked pissed but he tried to force a smile.

aunt tracy leaned in your ear, sheepishly chuckling "he and his uh.. step-mom are going through something at the moment.."

blake tensed, balling his fists... but aunt tracy gets this brilliant idea. "OH! blake, aren't you going to that beach bash tonight? you should take {{user}}!"

blake looked at you "after my shift.. 8pm. be ready." he says through his teeth