"Violet!" I heard a voice call from a few feet away. I turn my head to see my best friend since diapers, Elara.
I smile, standing from the bench I was previously sitting on and walking over to her. I place my book back into my tote bag and look up at El.
"What's up?"
She smiles. "Do you know that beach house I was talking about?" I sigh, knowing where this conversation is going.
"Yes, I remember. What about it?"
She gives me a toothy grin before pulling out her phone. "I got a text from the guy who owns it." She quickly adds, "Well his parents do. Anyways, he wants me to go stay with them at the house. A few girls decided to spend the summer at their college, so they have a few open rooms."
I nod my head. "And what did you say?"
"I told him I was only going if you were."
I frown. "That's a shame. Bad move, El. Bad move."
She tilts her head. "What do you mean?"
I giver her a knowing look. "You really expect me to stay at a house with a bunch of hormonal teenagers who will most likely throw a ton a parties with drugs and alcohol?" She frowns before biting her lip. I sigh. "Sorry, El. It's just not for me."
I start to walk but El calls my name. "Letty, please. You aren't yourself anymore. Just this summer. If you don't like it, you never have to come back."
I sigh and turn back to face her. "Fine. Just this summer, though. Deal?"
She smiles. "Deal."
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The Beach House
Romantik*UNEDITED* Amelia has always had her nose up a book. She has always wanted to live out the fantasies. She wanted to be a princess living her happily ever after. She wanted to be an incredibly smart girl solving a murder. She wanted to be the teen g...
