Battlefield of Changes

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Ok so I wasn't fine. I was sick.

We weren't far away and I tried so hard not to be, but i couldn't help it.

I threw up all over the minibus and over all the clothes I had on. Luckily I still had some wet wipes. Everyone was pretty ticked off at me because of the smell and all that but Ryan and Harry just seemed worried for me.

In fact, I'm surprised Ryan didn't have a go at me the last time I was sick, considering I ruined his shirt, jacket and trousers in one go!

I stepped off the bus and took a deep breath. I could smell the salty sea. Scratch that, I can see the sea!

The hotel is literally on the beach! Not a 20 minute walk away like I had initially expected.

Mike gave me a room key and told me to get into a group with Tee and Carmen.

I reluctantly went over to them, before heading up to the room that we were staying in. The hotel was actually quite nice.

There was a dining area, swimming pool, lounge area, amusements room/show room and then the beach right outside the door. I knew we had the hotel booked, it was more of a cottage than a hotel but whatever.

The bedroom was nice too. There was a chest of drawers, a wardrobe, a single dressing table with hairdryer and a single bed and a double bed. There was also an on suit.

"Shotgun not sharing the bed!" I called when we walked in.

"Suits me fine" Carmen grumbled.

"Can you two please just try not to fight?" Said Tee following behind Carmen, almost tripping over her suitcase as she came in.

"As if." I said.

I took a spare change of clothes from the top of my suitcase and got myself cleaned up in the bathroom. I then washed the vomit off the other ones and put them in a plastic bag. I'm sure there will be laundry facilities here somewhere.

After unpacking, Mike wanted us all down in the lounge room before going to a walk on the beach. I left after Tee and Carmen did. In fact I was the last to arrive.

"Are you feeling better?" Ryan asked, rushing to the door to meet me, taking my hand into his.

"Yeah I'm much better thanks."

"Right!" Mike said, clapping his hands together. "This is the plan. I want you to get ready as we are going to the beach for the afternoon whilst it's sunny. Fish and chips for dinner then we can come back here and watch a film if you want."

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As I got changed into my bikini, something crossed my mind. This is the first time people would see the scars on my wrists. Apart from Ryan but I trusted him not to tell everybody, and now everybody would know.

My bikini was a deep blue and had a gem on the front. On top I put my white shorts, baggy vest top and black sandals. I had a sunhat and sunglasses too. So, after completely drenching myself in suncream, I headed out to meet with everybody else.

I opened the door to see Ryan standing there in his shorts and shirt.

"How long have you been there?" I asked, locking the door behind me.

"Not long. I'm in the room next door so I thought I'de wait, so that I can walk you onto the beach. Mike and the others are already out there."

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I lay my towel on the golden sand. It was warm and there was a slight breeze. Ryan was next to me on one side, Jody on the other. Most of the younger kids were in the sea splashing each other and Tyler was chasing Bailey round for whatever reason.