No way. I don't want to hear it, "Don't-"

"Joey, answer me!" Stell demands.

I smirk when he doesn't answer. But so does Stella. She points to the side where Joey is. He is just staring at me.

"Sister, I think I won." She says smugly, sitting with Mari on a beach chair.

I groan, rolling my eyes, "Easterbrook!"

"Y-Yeah?" He snaps out of his haze.

I walk up to him and hug him, "you are just awful." I chuckle.

"Am I missing something?" He sounds utterly confused.

I pull away from him, laughing and shaking my head.

I lead us to the beach chair beside Stell and Mari.

"So why do I feel like I did something wrong?" Joey asks once again, and no one answers him.

Until he starts demanding answers.

"Joey, calm down. I asked you if Izzy looks good today. She asked you not to answer, but you clearly had other things on your mind because you were blatantly gawking at her." Stella laughs, and I just smile, shaking my head.

We talk amongst ourselves. It's nice. No phones, just us and the world around us.

Stell pulls out a Polaroid camera. She passes it to Joey to takes a bunch of pictures.

For when all the pictures set, they look great.

I laugh at the last one. Joey was going to kiss my cheek as Mari was going to do the same to Stella, but we both turned our heads.

My sister grabs my hands, dragging me to the water.

We pretty much splash each other. Until she had enough and tried pulling me down with her.

We get tired of this game of cat and mouse and just float.

"Are you that upset about your clothes, Izzy?"

"Yes. But I can't do anything about it, so no. How did you find this place?" I ask her.

"I didn't want to choose somewhere basic like the Bahamas or Jamaica or Hawaii. So I went on a hunt for some of the most beautiful places in the world and do you remember Chelsea?"

"Unfortunately," I grumble. Funny how my sister's best friend was also the person who made my life a living hell in high school. She was also the first person who found out about me and Amarion... and without confirming anything accused me of blackmailing and paying the man to be me with... by dragging me to the floor in the Cafeteria, getting the whole school's attention. To make things worse, Amarion chose to play the hero. I avoided him for about a day before he came back annoying as ever.

"Izzy, she tried apologizing."

"Yes, and I forgave her. That doesn't mean I was going to forget. Now, what about her?"

"She's a traveller and YouTuber. She recommended here."

I sigh before Stella and I both scream, as we are dragged underwater!

"Joey!"

"Amarion!"

We scold them when we get to the surface.

Feeling lazy, I wrap my legs around Joey's waist, "you always swim with your durag on, why?"

"It's easier to contain my extraordinary waves."

"Would you trust me to brush your hair?" Joey doesn't trust me with a lot of things. For example, he still doesn't trust me entirely using the appliances in the kitchen. Or with my bamboo rods for exercising. He confiscated my katana. Or when I want to take him to the forest behind Lamar's centre.

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